Urban Supreme Medical Saint

Seeing a reckless man blocking his way, the muscular man barked out coldly, a hint of murderous intent in his tone. He forcefully kicked with his right foot, seemingly wanting to send Ren Feifan flying.

Ren Feifan knitted his brows. He was by the roadside, not in this guy's way; it was just that his car door happened to be facing him.

Instigated for no reason, his face suddenly cooled. Upon saw that the man was holding a seriously injured man, he decided not to pursue the matter, and simply threw an easy punch.

Upon impact, the muscular man was forcefully pushed back several steps.

"If it weren't for the person in your arms, you'd be dead now."

Ren Feifan casually commented.

His tone carried no murderous intent, yet it sent a chill down the muscular man's spine.

Regaining his footing, the muscular man realized that he had encountered a tough adversary.

But his situation was urgent. Glancing resentfully at Ren Feifan, he limped back on his way.

"What the hell is his fist made of? Damn, it really hurts! When did such a tough guy show up in Lin City? If this guy does Black Fist boxing, wouldn't he be tougher than a tank?"

Of course, for him, the most important thing right now was to save the life of the man he was carrying; the rest was irrelevant. Still, how could this seemingly country bumpkin hit so hard? It was really strange.

As the muscular man left, Ren Feifan's brows didn't relax. On the contrary, they furrowed tighter.

Because just then, he had activated the Gazing Energy Technique and saw that the bleeding man was emitting a weak aura which was continually growing weaker—this had to be the man's vital energy!

If this vital energy reduced, it meant that the man's life force was disappearing, and the end result would certainly be death!!!

Ren Feifan was moved by this revelation. Without hesitation, he followed in the muscular man's direction.

If he wanted to understand the Gazing Energy Technique, this could undoubtedly be the best opportunity!

…

In his urgency, the muscular man spotted a man in a white coat and grabbed him by the collar.

"Quickly, doctor, save him!"

The doctor frowned in displeasure but suddenly realized the gravity of the situation upon examining the wounded in the man's arms.

He then took in the desperate look of the muscular man holding the patient and instantly turned serious.

"What kind of way is this to bring a patient to the hospital? You're only making his condition worse!" The doctor reprimanded.

Startled by the scolding, the muscular man went pale and begged,

"Please, save him. If something happens to him, not just me, even this entire hospital will be in trouble!!!"

The doctor didn't bother with the muscular man's plea, hurrying the nurses to push the heavily bleeding man into the operating room instead.

"The patient's condition is critical and requires immediate surgery. Are you a family member?"

The doctor looked at the muscular man with a serious gaze, noticing his black sleeveless shirt and body covered in muscle and scars, suggesting some gang ties.

He thought to himself, "Could it be that the victim was just slashed? Gang fight?"

Upon seeing the man in his arms taken into the operating room, the muscular man let out a sigh of relief, sweat beads dripping down his forehead.

"I am his… friend. I don't care who you are, get the best surgeons for Young Master Xu. If anything happens to him, Xu Guosheng will hold you accountable!"

"Xu Guosheng? Which Xu Guosheng?"

The doctor was about to ask for clarification when an image suddenly flashed in his mind.

A tall figure controlling thirty percent of Lin City's economy!

His Baicheng Global Group was the economic pillar of Lin City!

The doctor quickly sobered and became nervous, shakily pulling out his phone to make a call.

Xu Guosheng was not someone he, a lowly doctor, could afford to offend, especially considering that the man at risk was Xu Guosheng's only son!

Whether it was a ruse or not was beyond this little doctor's consideration.

The phone was quickly answered. The doctor mentioned Xu Guosheng's name and the call ended. The doctor knew well that President Zheng intended to handle this matter personally.

Within five minutes, a middle-aged man of about fifty appeared before their eyes.

This middle-aged man was Zheng Xiang. He had been the president of this hospital for the past five years. His specialty was surgery. He had a bit of reputation in Lin City, having pulled fifty wealthy individuals back from the brink of death.

His career flourished in the past few years in Lin City. He abruptly rushed down here, abandoning his earlier fling with a thirty-something head nurse, just after hearing Xu Guosheng's name on the phone.

"Huh, did something happen to Xu Guosheng?"

Sweat trickled down President Zheng's forehead - he had had to run downstairs when the elevator wouldn't move.

The young doctor pointed at the operating room and gestured with his hand, "No, it's not Xu Guosheng who's in trouble, it's his son. This man beside me is… Young Master Xu's friend."

President Zheng suspiciously glanced at the muscular man and remained silent.

Friend? He obviously looked like a bouncer.

The muscular man gave President Zheng a sidelong glance and reiterated with a stern tone.

"The boss will be here soon. You best use your best skills to treat Young Master Xu. Otherwise, I assure you - whatever happens to Xu will happen to you!"

Threatened by the muscular man, President Zheng was certainly convinced. In Lin City, no one would dare to impersonate Xu Guosheng's son.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Hearing from the muscular man about the gravity of the situation, President Zheng didn't hesitate to bring in a team of hospital experts into the operating room to begin surgery.

…

Ren Feifan stood with his arms folded across his chest, eyes slightly squinted. He once again activated the Gazing Energy Technique, this time turning the walls of the operating room transparent - everything happening inside was clear as day.

The muscular man had of course noticed Ren Feifan's presence. He shot a hostile glance at Ren Feifan, muttering in his heart.

"What is this guy doing here?"

"Given the force behind this guy's punch, he's not an ordinary person. Could he also be from the army?"

Although these were his thoughts, the muscular man evidently did not intend to cause any trouble. After all, considering how easily Ren Feifan had forced him back with just a punch, a fight would undoubtedly be hard-fought.

Inside the operating room.

A few assistances had prepared surgical instruments and medicines, ready for President Zheng's command.

President Zheng rarely performed surgeries personally, but given the gravity of the situation, he had to step in. From what he could tell from Young Master Xu's injuries, he realized the matter was more complicated than it seemed.

On the surface, Young Master Xu had been pierced by a sharp object, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be signs of poisoning in his body.

The hospital had many kinds of serum available. President Zheng didn't think too much about it, simply instructing an assistant to prepare them.