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42. You Pretend, I’ll Play with My Girls!

In the midst of the crowd, the unpleasant expression on Lin Ran’s face caught the attention of observant guests who began to question,

“Huh, little brother doesn’t look too happy.”

“Who’s upset him?”

“Little brother, it’s about time. Hurry up and save Mr. Su!”

…

While everyone was greeting Lin Ran, someone on the side reminded him.

Realizing this, Lin Ran took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed his anger, calming himself down.

As long as he saved Mr. Su and indebt the Su family.

It would be extremely beneficial for his own Lin family behind him. By displaying his medical skills, a continuous stream of connections and opportunities would come his way in the future.

At that time, what would the Mu family amount to?

Just a petty local emperor in Shanghai.

At the time, it would be a piece of cake to deal with a mere follower.

As Lin Ran fantasized about how to deal with Lu Fei, his eyes narrowed.

He suddenly pulled out all eighteen silver needles that were inserted into Mr. Su’s body.

Seeing Lin Ran’s move, onlookers involuntarily held their breaths and their gazes fixed on Mr. Su, lying on the ground with a lingering breath.

As the needles were pulled out, within a few seconds, Mr. Su suddenly opened his eyes.

Before the astonished expressions could appear on everyone’s faces…

“Poof!”

Suddenly, Mr. Su spat out a mouthful of black, stagnant blood. After briefly opening his eyes, he closed them tightly again, his face turning incredibly pale.

Witnessing this scene, the surroundings fell into an eerie silence, and one could hear a pin drop.

Only the sound of a few urgent yet slow breaths came from behind.

Not far away, Su Wenbin, seeing his father finally awaken and then coughing up black blood, felt like he was on a roller coaster ride.

One moment soaring into the sky, the next plunging into the abyss.

Su Wenbin looked at Lin Ran, his face turning ashen.

And all the surrounding guests stared blankly at this scene, their smiles instantly freezing on their faces, replaced by deep suspicion and disgust as they looked at Lin Ran, whom they had just greeted.

What happened to Mr. Su?

Why did he suddenly wake up and then spit out a mouthful of black blood?

Something seemed off!

Wasn’t Lin Ran so confident before, promising that Mr. Su would be lively and active within half an hour?

Why does he now appear to be on the verge of death?

Isn’t he just playing with them?

“You brat, what did you do? Why did Mr. Su suddenly spit out black blood?”

“Are you taking us for fools?”

“I could tell from the beginning that you were just slick-tongued. You’re just deceiving us!”

“You have to give us an explanation today, or else we won’t let you off the hook!”

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“Lin Ran, what’s going on?”

“What’s your explanation?”

Su Wenbin stepped forward, his words devoid of any politeness as he directly called out Lin Ran’s name.

Faced with this scene, Lin Ran suddenly felt anxious.

What’s going on?

The Ghost God Eighteen Needles that the old man taught me have never failed before.

Although he only learned ninety percent of the old man’s true teachings, a mere heart disease like this could be easily cured without even using the Ghost God Eighteen Needles. It’s just a matter of speed.

Why doesn’t it work on Mr. Su?

Trying to maintain composure, Lin Ran forced himself to speak calmly and began to make up an explanation,

“It’s a normal phenomenon. Some of the stagnant blood in Mr. Su’s heart was squeezed out, and it’s actually better for it to be expelled!”

At this moment, all the guests who heard Lin Ran’s explanation became alert and stopped echoing their earlier sentiments. 

Instead, they looked at Lin Ran with skeptical eyes. Now that Lin Ran couldn’t completely cure Mr. Su, they wouldn’t react to anything he said anymore.

“Is that so?”

Looking at Lin Ran’s calm and confident face, Su Wenbin couldn’t help but suppress his dissatisfaction and asked in confusion.

What a load of nonsense!

Lin Ran cursed inwardly. How would he know why Mr. Su was spitting out black blood?

He had never encountered such a situation before!

His earlier explanation was just a way to fool these people.

Su Wenbin turned his gaze to Old Zhang, clearly full of doubt about Lin Ran’s words.

Old Zhang hesitated when he noticed Su Wenbin’s gaze.

After a momentary pause, he spoke up,

“Well… Please forgive my ignorance, but I have never heard of the need to vomit out stagnant blood when treating heart disease. Perhaps it’s a characteristic of the Ghost God Eighteen Needles.”

“And…”

Su Wenbin caught onto Old Zhang’s hesitation and quickly asked, “And what?”

Old Zhang hesitated for a moment before continuing, “Moreover, the color of the stagnant blood is not right. Normal stagnant blood should be dark red, but the blood Mr. Su vomited out is clearly black. This could be a sign of poisoning!”

Upon hearing Old Zhang’s explanation, the people present immediately showed signs of nervousness.

Poisoning?

How could there be signs of poisoning?

Wasn’t it just a sudden heart attack?

How does that have anything to do with poisoning?

Suddenly, many astute individuals began to think of a possibility.

Could it be that this young man intentionally caused the poisoning?

After all, during the entire process of Mr. Su’s collapse, he was the only one holding a dozen silver needles and poking around on Mr. Su’s body.

Perhaps this poison was administered by this kid, Lin Ran!

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