"Damn it, I'll smash you to death, you idiot!"
Zhou Jianwen's handsome face contorted into a ferocious expression. He suddenly shouted and swung his hand to smash it again.
Yang Feng quickly regained his senses, gritted his teeth, grabbed Zhou Jianwen's wrist, and twisted it so hard that it snapped.
"ah!!"
Zhou Jianwen screamed in pain.
But Yang Feng didn't let him go. He grabbed the water bottle from Zhou Jianwen's hand and used his knee to strike Zhou Jianwen's lung. Instantly, Zhou Jianwen flew backward and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Yang Feng! I will kill your whole family! I will play with you until you die!!" Zhou Jianwen had no gentlemanly manners left at this moment. His ferocious face was exposed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted with all his might.
Yang Feng's face turned cold, and he crushed the glass water bottle with one hand. The sound of shattering glass rang out, and pieces of glass fell to the ground with a clattering sound.
"Do you want to die?!"
His murderous intent erupted without reservation this time; a dragon has scales that cannot be touched.
Zhou Jianwen was so frightened that he wet himself. He could feel that the man was truly capable of killing him.
The force unleashed by Yang Feng's palm was enough to crush the cone-shaped glass water bottle, which terrified Xia Guoliang and Xia Yumo behind him. Was this even possible? Just how strong was he?
Xia Guoliang suddenly had a feeling that Yang Feng could really save his wife. This son of his comrade-in-arms was not simple and was very mysterious. He was probably stronger than his father, who was the king of soldiers in the army back then.
Yang Feng was unaware of all of this.
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Chapter 24 Assassins Attack
"Um, Xiaofeng, we really don't have any silver needles at home... What should we do?"
Xia Guoliang then spoke up.
"Anything related to needles? Like embroidery needles."
Yang Feng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said calmly.
“This…” Xia Guoliang turned his head and glanced at the nanny behind him.
"Yes, Mr. Xia, we do have embroidery needles at home."
The nanny was somewhat skeptical that an embroidery needle could be used as a silver needle, but she didn't say it aloud.
"Then hurry up and get it," Xia Guoliang said, waving his hand.
Soon, the nanny came running from her room on the second floor with several embroidery needles and looked them over.
After receiving the needles, Yang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly inserted the six embroidery needles into Lin Ya's body with a flurry of movements.
For those who don't understand medicine, it's just messing around. Even for those who do understand medicine, seeing a needle as thick as an embroidery needle being used as a silver needle is also considered messing around.
Two minutes later, Yang Feng quickly withdrew the embroidery needle, which contained not a trace of blood. He saw that Lin Ya's body was no longer trembling, and all the poison was stuck to the embroidery needle, which was covered with a layer of black that could be seen with the naked eye.
He then sighed softly, a smile appearing on his lips, and said, "Alright, Aunt Lin is fine now."
Yang Feng stood up, wiped the sweat and congealed blood from his forehead, and felt a little dizzy.
After a while, Lin Ya groggily opened her eyes, her face still somewhat pale, and weakly asked, "What's wrong with me? Yu Mo, why are you crying?"
"Mom, you're finally awake! You scared me to death, boohoo," Xia Yumo said, sobbing.
"What amazing medical skills!" A glint of light flashed in Xia Guoliang's eyes. As businessmen, the thing they feared most was health problems, and Yang Feng's demonstration of skills was enough to make him rich for life. After marveling at it, he asked, "Xiao Feng, where did you learn your medical skills?"
"This..." Yang Feng didn't know how to answer. The system inside his body was something he absolutely couldn't reveal, otherwise he would be captured by researchers from various countries. He coughed lightly and said, "I learned this medical skill from an old Taoist master when I was in my second year of high school."
"An old Taoist priest?" A hint of doubt flashed in Xia Guoliang's eyes. He didn't believe that such a coincidence could happen in the world. Meeting an old Taoist priest was something that only happened in TV dramas. It was impossible in the real world. Then he looked at Yang Feng and saw that he was calm and collected. He didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Xia Yumo's beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked at Yang Feng, slightly dazed. His calm and confident demeanor reminded her of his prime years in high school.
Immediately, she lowered her head slightly, her hair falling down, not daring to look directly at Yang Feng.
Lin Ya had fully regained consciousness. She struggled to her feet, and with Xia Yumo's help, her eyes still held a hint of confusion.
"Mom...you had food poisoning just now, and Yang Feng saved you."
Xia Yumo stretched her neck slightly, glanced at Yang Feng with some shame, and parted her red lips slightly.
"Food poisoning? He cured him?" Lin Ya was a little confused. She hadn't expected Yang Feng to know medicine. How could this be possible!
“That’s right, why don’t you hurry up and fall for Xiao Feng?” Xia Guoliang gestured with his eyes and said.
"Oh...oh..." Lin Ya finally understood. Feeling both grateful and guilty, she said, "Thank you, Xiao Feng. What I said just now was actually for your own good, so please don't mind it."
Yang Feng chuckled lightly, his expression changing faster than a Sichuan opera performance. He said calmly, "Why should I care? From now on, my family and your Xia family have no relation whatsoever. I saved you simply to repay a debt of gratitude."
After saying that, Yang Feng became somewhat cold and turned to walk out.
"Hmph, what does this child mean? How rude!" Lin Ya felt a surge of anger rising within her as she looked at his cold voice.
"Look at yourself! If Xiaofeng had really left so heartlessly just now, you would be in the underworld by now! And you're still complaining here?!" Xia Guoliang frowned and glared at Lin Ya, directly scolding her.
Lin Ya, feeling insecure after hearing what he said, took a deep breath and said, "But he's still a poor student with no future and has nothing to do with our family, so that's fine."
"What did you say?! You short-sighted woman, with just his medical skills, he can make a living in the upper echelons of Yanjing, do you understand? He might even become richer than our family in the future!" Xia Guoliang was immediately angered.
"How is this possible??" Lin Ya was somewhat bewildered.
“Think about it, what are the rich people most afraid of now? It’s their health. They work hard all their lives, only to have their health ruined, just like us. We have money now, but can we escape birth, aging, sickness and death?” Xia Guoliang took a breath and said.