Chapter 30 - 30 30 Ill Intentions

30: Chapter 30: Ill Intentions 30: Chapter 30: Ill Intentions “Doctor Fang, this is an advance part of the consultation fee for you.” Su Yifei stuffed a check into Fang Bai’s hand and said earnestly, “Once Linglong’s illness is cured, our Su Family will have a generous reward for you.” Fang Bai glanced at the check and saw the number ten million written on it, thinking to himself that the Su Family was indeed very generous. It seemed that the saying, “The Su Family is the wealthiest in Zhongzhou,” was not an exaggeration. “Heh…” Fang Bai chuckled lightly, and returned the check to Su Yifei. “Su Linglong is not only my classmate but also my friend. Let’s not talk about money in the future.” Su Yifei was initially startled, but then he looked deeply at Fang Bai and nodded firmly, “Fang Bai, I’m proud to have you as a friend. From now on, your matters are my matters too.” Fang Bai was unaware that Su Yifei was the successor favoured by Su Hongyuan to become the next Su Family Patriarch. His promise was far more valuable than ten million in consultation fees. After pushing the door open and getting out of the car, saying goodbye to Su Yifei, Fang Bai strode towards the College of Medicine. The next morning, Fang Bai continued his physical conditioning plan. In the days following his rebirth, Fang Bai would enter the mountains outside the city every morning to practice breathing exercises and boxing, running back and forth for dozens of miles. After several consecutive days of conditioning, Fang Bai had fully adapted to the intensity of the training. Fang Bai knew that if he wanted to continue to increase his strength rapidly, he must increase the intensity of his physical conditioning again. When he had nothing else to do, Fang Bai made two small sandbags, each filled with ten kilograms of sand, and tied them to his legs to begin weight training. Dragging two ten-kilogram sandbags, Fang Bai initially felt nothing, but after running a few miles, his legs felt heavy as lead, his energy drained tremendously, sweat soaking his entire body, as if he had returned to the situation of his first day of physical conditioning. And this was exactly what Fang Bai wanted. Fang Bai knew that he could only become stronger by constantly pushing his limits. Climbing mountains, practicing boxing, breath regulation, descending mountains, returning home… In the time that followed, apart from the additional twenty kilograms of weight, Fang Bai’s conditioning process was not much different from before. As a result of this conditioning, his appetite continued to increase, his physique noticeably changed, his muscles grew, and his body shape became even more perfect. Every morning, facing the sunrise, and every evening, lying in bed to rest, Fang Bai would continually circulate the “Dragon-Tiger-Lion-Elephant Technique,” guiding the True Yuan to flow through the meridians and blood vessels of his body, widening and reinforcing them to facilitate the flow of True Yuan. Physical conditioning was to refine the exterior. Circulating the “Dragon-Tiger-Lion-Elephant Technique” was to refine the interior. With such combined internal and external refinement, the grain-sized True Yuan within Fang Bai’s Qi Sea showed signs of swelling and seemed on the verge of splitting. Fang Bai knew this was a sign that the “Dragon-Tiger-Lion-Elephant Technique” was about to advance. With the right opportunity, he could break through the current realm and advance to the next level of strength. In the morning, he climbed mountains for physical training, at noon, he came home to treat his parents’ illnesses, and after school in the afternoon, he went to the Su Family to treat Su Linglong’s brain tumor… Fang Bai’s daily schedule was packed with activities. In recent days, the Seven-Leaf Golden Lotus and the Blazing Flame Scarlet Heart Fruit, transplanted to the corner of his home’s small courtyard, thrived under Fang Bai’s careful attention. They would not take long to mature. Every night, while his parents were sound asleep, Fang Bai would sit in meditation beside the two spiritual plants, absorbing the Essence Energy released from their branches and leaves. This Essence Energy would transform into True Yuan and be stored in his Qi Sea once it entered the meridians and blood vessels of his body. Fang Bai cared for the Seven-Leaf Golden Lotus and the Blazing Flame Scarlet Heart Fruit like treasures, planning to use their seeds to expand the planting area once they matured. Although the effects of artificially cultivated spiritual medicines were much weaker compared to those grown naturally between heaven and earth, they were still better than none. Moreover, in this world, spiritual medicines were rare treasures worth a fortune and had many amazing uses. Fang Bai had even started to think about how to leverage these two plants in the future to grow wealthy and provide a better life for his family. A week flew by. During this week, the hundred-year spirit snake meat Fang Bai brought back from the mountains was eaten up by the family, and even Fang Yun ate a few pieces when she returned home for the weekend. The meat of the century-old spirit snake had significant effects on eliminating diseases and strengthening the body. A week later, all the chronic ailments Yang Mei had suffered from had vanished, her complexion had become rosy, and she seemed to have become several years younger. Although this transformation was partly due to the herbal medicines Fang Bai had concocted, the merits of the hundred-year spirit snake meat were indispensable. Sёarᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. As for Fang Gang, after receiving acupuncture and massage treatment from Fang Bai, combined with the support of herbal medicines, he was able to stand up with the help of crutches, which brought joy and excitement to the entire family. The most drastic change over this week was in Su Linglong. Every afternoon, Fang Bai would visit the Su Family to administer the “Taiji Needle” treatment from the “Emperor’s Ten Needles” for Su Linglong, and he also personally decocted the medicine for her. After a week, Su Linglong’s brain tumor miraculously shrunk by one-third. Every time Fang Bai performed the “Taiji Needle” treatment on Su Linglong, he would exhaust his True Yuan, feeling so fatigued that it took one or two hours of rest to recover. His hard work did not go unnoticed by the Su Family, who were profoundly grateful. Su Yifei was particularly thankful to Fang Bai for saving his sister’s life and admired his miraculous medical skills. He called him “brother” at every opportunity, wishing nothing more than to form a deep bond with Fang Bai. This afternoon, after school, Fang Bai was preparing to continue treating Su Linglong at the Su Family’s home. Upon leaving the school gates and passing a pedestrian street, eight young men of varying heights surrounded Fang Bai, blocking his way in the center of the street. “Are you Fang Bai?” One of the young men approached Fang Bai, stubbing out the cigarette in his mouth, and looked him over with an unfriendly gaze. The young man was in his early twenties, dressed in a black T-shirt, with a ferocious wolf’s head tattoo on his left arm. He had an air of malice about him, clearly not someone well-intentioned. Fang Bai nodded, his gaze sweeping over the eight men. Although they were aggressive and clearly had bad intentions, they were just ordinary people with no real combat skills, so he didn’t take them seriously. With his current skills, let alone eight ordinary people, even eighty would stand no chance against him. “Good to know. Someone paid us to teach you a lesson!” The tattooed youth said, signaling the other seven with a glance. They all charged at once, swinging their fists and kicking as they closed in on Fang Bai. Before ambushing Fang Bai, the tattooed youth had been informed by his employer that Fang Bai was quite capable, which is why he brought seven henchmen along. In his mind, no matter how strong Fang Bai was, he couldn’t fend off seven attackers at once unless he had three heads and six arms. Seeing the fight, some citizens on the pedestrian street stopped and watched from a distance. Facing the assault of seven people, Fang Bai remained calm. He slid his feet, leaning backward, and propelled himself away. Thump— A soft sound, and one of the men attacking from behind was knocked flying two meters away by Fang Bai. Taking advantage of the situation, Fang Bai’s body slipped away like a fish, easily escaping the encirclement of the seven men. The remaining six men roared and charged at Fang Bai again.