Li Xinglan braced herself and smiled. "I'm sorry, Li... Dr. Li. I see that President Wei's breathing is steady and her complexion has improved. She should be fine now, right?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ming hesitated for a moment before saying, "Your president's heart meridian has suffered damage, and her vital energy is obstructed. I have just used true qi to protect her heart meridian and temporarily control her condition, but further treatment is required for a complete cure."
Although Li Xinglan didn't quite understand, she still thanked him politely, "Thank you, Dr. Li."
Finally, Zhang Ming took out a Lingchu Pill and handed it to Li Xinglan, giving her a solemn warning, "If President Wei has another relapse, please have her take this pill. It can prolong her life by a month. Remember not to use her previous medications anymore."
"This... Thank you, Dr. Li." Li Xinglan took the Lingchu Pill, a flash of suspicion crossing her eyes, but she said nothing more.
Seeing this, Zhang Ming said no more either.
It truly was a pity about Wei Xiaoyu's misfortune.
Li Xinglan couldn't help asking Zhang Ming, "Doctor, when will our president wake up?"
Zhang Ming merely replied indifferently, "Wait and see."
This only made Li Xinglan feel even more anxious. What difference was this answer from saying nothing at all?
She complained inwardly that if he hadn't just saved the president's life, she would have loved to teach him a proper lesson. Putting on such an inscrutable air just because he was a doctor!
Noticing the contempt on Li Xinglan's face, Zhang Ming shook his head helplessly once more. Without lingering any longer, he stood up and left directly.
However, just as he reached the door, a faint voice came from behind him, "Mr. Li, thank you for saving my life."
It turned out Wei Xiaoyu had woken up!
Zhang Ming paused, pondered for a moment, and said, "If you want to be completely cured of your illness, you can come to the old residential area in Wancheng to find me." With that, he left without looking back.
Wei Xiaoyu cried out anxiously, even trying to chase after him, but by the time she reached the door, Zhang Ming had already vanished. She felt a profound sense of disappointment.
At that moment, Li Xinglan hurried over and said dismissively, "I don't think that Mr. Li is anything special. Even though his acupuncture looked impressive, that doesn't mean his medical skills are actually that brilliant."
"You don't understand," Wei Xiaoyu explained patiently. "Although every previous medication could only temporarily control the condition, I have never felt this relaxed before. He definitely possesses real medical skill."
With that, she wore a look of regret. "If only we could have him treat my father... but alas..."
"President Wei, don't say that," Li Xinglan hurriedly comforted her. "Isn't there Miss Shang? As long as she is willing to help, both you and the chairman will be fine."
Eventually, Wei Xiaoyu nodded. "That's true. Let's go."
Meanwhile, Zhang Ming was heading to the Imperial Capital Villa to exact his revenge. It was the most luxurious estate in Wancheng, open exclusively to social elites and powerful dignitaries, making it difficult even for wealthy ordinary people to set foot inside.
Today, however, the entire place had been booked by the Jiang Family solely to host Jiang Yanyao's wedding.
This was not only because the Jiang Family had achieved even greater success over the past eight years, but more importantly, because of the groom.
The groom, Qin Yaotian, was a young master from the illustrious Qin Family of Qincheng.
He came from a genuine aristocratic lineage, which made this wedding particularly eye-catching.
Inside the villa, the master of ceremonies shouted at the top of his lungs:
"First bow to heaven and earth, wishing harmony for all!"
"Second bow to the parents, bringing wealth and abundance!"
"Third bow—"
Right at that moment, a sudden loud crash shattered the festive atmosphere.
With a thunderous boom, a massive shadow plummeted from the sky and slammed heavily onto the ground with a loud bang.
When everyone caught sight of the fallen object, they all gasped sharply.
It turned out to be a coffin!
And it was painted a stark, glaring crimson.
"This is sheer madness!"
The members of the Jiang Family were practically vomiting blood with rage. Who on earth could be so utterly tactless as to carry a coffin into a wedding?
Wasn't this intentionally bringing bad luck upon the Jiang Family?
Qin Yaotian's face turned ashen, radiating an air chilling enough to freeze the blood. Not only was this an annoyance for the Jiang Family, but it was also a direct insult to him!
Flying into a rage, Jiang Yanyao ordered, "Who is here to cause trouble? Beat them out!"
Before her voice even faded, a figure suddenly appeared at the doorway and flashed instantly into the center of the hall.
Before anyone could react, they began guessing who this person might be and what deep grudge they held against the Jiang Family.
Amidst the buzzing crowd, Qin Yaotian's face was already as dark as a gathering storm as he angrily demanded of the Jiang Family, "What on earth is the meaning of this?"
Yet everyone, including Jiang Yanyao, remained silent.
Gazing at the bewildered Jiang Family, Zhang Ming wore a cold sneer as he said, "What? It's only been a year, and none of you recognize me anymore?"
His gaze finally settled on Jiang Yanyao.
"It's you, Zhang Ming! You're actually still alive!" Jiang Yanyao's face was plastered with shock, utterly unable to believe her eyes.
A year ago, he had treated Jiang Linxu, Jiang's father, yet Jiang Yanyao had plotted against him, leaving him severely injured and taking a full month to recover.
"I suppose you look rather disappointed that I didn't die," Zhang Ming stared straight at Jiang Yanyao, gritting his teeth as he spat out every single word: "Miss... Jiang!"
"Ah!" Jiang Yanyao shrieked, involuntarily taking half a step back.
At that moment, Qin Yaotian stepped forward, eyeing Zhang Ming with utter contempt. "You have quite a lot of nerve, boy, daring to come and wreck my wedding..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Ming struck Qin Yaotian with a single palm strike, sending him flying.
"Yaotian!" Jiang Yanyao screamed at the top of her lungs.
The guests were left utterly dumbfounded by this sudden turn of events, with some whispering quietly, "This wedding is certainly full of surprises."
The Jiang Family boiled with rage, and Jiang Yanyao burned with hatred as she glared at Zhang Ming and roared, "Zhang Ming, I'll make you pay for this!" She immediately ordered her subordinates, "Attack! Kill him!"
"Understood!" The thugs quickly surrounded Zhang Ming, and the atmosphere instantly turned tense.
The guests, however, grew excited. When else would they get to see a spectacle like this? As for offending the Jiang Family?
Hmph, even Qin Yaotian had just been hit, so what could a mere merchant family possibly do?
"Boy, your time is up!" Jiang Yanyao's brother, Jiang Haoran, glared viciously at Zhang Ming. He had hoped to use his sister to latch onto the Qin Family, but now it was all ruined—and it was entirely Zhang Ming's fault!
Just as Jiang Haoran moved to strike.
Zhang Ming smiled with utter disdain and flicked his wrist casually—a seemingly simple motion that harbored deadly intent.
"Ouch!" Jiang Haoran shrieked in agony, blood gushing from his left eye as he crashed heavily to the floor.
"Haoran!" Jiang Yanyao and her father, Jiang Linxu, rushed forward in a panic to pick him up, while fresh blood continuously seeped through Jiang Haoran's fingers.
"Dad, it hurts so much! Am I going to go blind?" Jiang Haoran wept bitterly.
Father Jiang Linxu was beside himself with fury. "Call an ambulance immediately!"
"An ambulance? No need," Zhang Ming said leisurely, dusting off his clothes as if brushing away specks of dust. "As it happens, I brought a coffin. Just crawl right inside."
He let out another cold chuckle. "Oh, right—I've prepared a fine coffin for every single member of the Jiang Family. Don't forget the debts the Jiangs owe."
This was going too far!