"Is Senior Sister in danger?"

Ye Beichen was startled and quickly dialed Wang Ruyan's phone number, only to find it was out of service.

The thought of Tenth Senior Sister being in danger left Ye Beichen with no hesitation. He dashed into the Audi A8 without looking back.

With a step on the gas pedal, he sped towards Jinling.

Lin Xiao shouted after Ye Beichen, "You, Ye kid, just wait, we're not done!"

...

Han Jinlong and his granddaughter Han Yue arrived at Jiangnan International Airport, ready to take a flight back to Zhonghai.

Just as they settled into the private jet, Han Yue couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, why were you so polite to that person?"

"I think he knows our identity and said those things just to get your attention."

Han Yue pouted, "With your status and the Han family's connections and influence, just one word from you could save him thirty years of struggle."

"I've seen plenty of people like him."

Han Yue spoke confidently, already labeling Ye Beichen.

"Yue'er, you have too many prejudices. This young man is not simple," Han Jinlong said with a smile, shaking his head.

"Hmph, what's so special about him," Han Yue replied disdainfully.

Han Jinlong said calmly, "Didn't you notice that everyone else was respectful after knowing my identity, except that young man, who dared to comment on my condition?"

"He's just trying to get your attention," Han Yue shook her head.

"Wrong."

Han Jinlong sighed, "Your ability to judge people is still lacking."

"The calmness this young man showed is not an act."

"And..."

"And what?" Han Yue asked curiously.

"Nothing," Han Jinlong smiled slightly.

Seeing her grandfather unwilling to elaborate, Han Yue took out a piece of ginseng from her medicine box to soak in water.

Her grandfather's blood deficiency was severe, and he needed ginseng water daily.

As for Ye Beichen's advice not to use ginseng, she didn't take it seriously at all.

Han Jinlong looked at the cup with ginseng slices, hesitated: 'Is that young man's advice true or false?'

'If false, how did he know my condition?'

'If true, should I continue using this ginseng?'

"Grandpa, do you really believe him? You've been drinking this ginseng water for over half a year, and it was prescribed by the Miracle Doctor of Lingnan," Han Yue said, pouting.

"True," Han Jinlong nodded with a smile. Could a young man's words really outweigh the Miracle Doctor of Lingnan?

After drinking a cup of ginseng water, Han Jinlong's complexion became rosier.

Inside his stomach, a warm current surged, feeling very comfortable.

But the next second, Han Jinlong's face changed drastically. He clutched his stomach in pain, sweat pouring from his forehead, and curled up on the sofa in extreme agony.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Han Yue was shocked.

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"Pain... stomach pain... this ginseng water..."

"There's a problem!" Han Jinlong grimaced, his face almost contorted with pain.

Han Yue exclaimed, "How is that possible? You've been drinking this ginseng water for months."

"It's all old mountain ginseng from Changbai Mountain, personally brought back by Uncle Jun."

"There shouldn't be any problem."

Han Yue panicked.

She quickly called for a doctor.

A middle-aged man, carrying a medicine box, hurriedly appeared to check on Han Jinlong's condition.

"The old master is experiencing an excess of blood and energy, causing the meridians to clash, which is why he's in such pain," the middle-aged man explained, trying to find a way to relieve Han Jinlong's pain.

Unfortunately, none of his methods worked.

Painkillers and silver needles were used, but to no avail.

"It's useless. This surge of energy seems to have appeared suddenly."

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man was at a loss, having never encountered such a situation in his thirty years of practice.

Han Yue was anxious, "Dr. Song, you're a top disciple of the Miracle Doctor of Lingnan, please think of something."

"Miss Han, I... I've never encountered this before either," Song Haichang shook his head, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"What? You don't know either?"

Han Yue's face turned pale.

"Dr. Song, try inserting the silver needles one inch and three-tenths into the Yongquan Acupoint, two inches into the Kunlun Acupoint, and half an inch into the Feiyang Acupoint," Han Jinlong suddenly said, enduring the intense pain.

"Grandpa?"

Han Yue was taken aback.

Isn't this the remedy suggested by that young man who was talking nonsense?

"Old master, where did you hear about this method?" Song Haichang was puzzled.

Han Jinlong shook his head, enduring the pain, "No time to explain, just try it."

"Alright."

Seeing Han Jinlong's insistence, Song Haichang said no more.

He raised his hand and applied the needles!

Following Ye Beichen's instructions precisely for the three acupoints.

As the third silver needle was inserted, Han Jinlong felt the intense pain inside him suddenly stop.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Han Jinlong was stunned.

"What?"

Han Yue's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

"Wait."

Han Jinlong's aged eyes suddenly lit up with excitement.

An incredible scene unfolded!

He trembled as he moved his legs!

He stood up!

"Grandpa!"

Han Yue exclaimed, nearly bursting into tears, her eyes red.

"I stood up?"

Han Jinlong was equally shocked, unable to believe it.

He had been paralyzed for five or six years, confined to a wheelchair.

Just by following Ye Beichen's needle method and applying the needles three times!

He could actually stand up?

"Old master, you..." Song Haichang was also shocked, his eyes wide, nearly overwhelmed.

When did his medical skills become so miraculous?

Impossible!

"Hahaha..."

Han Jinlong laughed heartily, extremely excited. He looked at Han Yue and instructed, "Yue'er, quickly return to Jinyuan International Manor and find that young man."

"At any cost, bring him to see me, no matter the price."

"Okay, Grandpa, I'll go right away," Han Yue nodded excitedly.

She knew what it meant for her grandfather to be able to stand!

For the Han family of Zhonghai, it was incredibly good news!

...

Ye Beichen drove at high speed, covering what was originally a three-hour journey to Jinling City in just two hours.

Long Lake Manor was well-known in Jinling, and it was easy to find its exact location.

It was an island in the center of Long Lake, developed into a manor. Only the elite had the privilege to set foot on the island.

At this time, it was evening, and several fishermen were finishing their catch, preparing to head home.

"Old Zhang, how was today's catch?" one fisherman asked.

Old Zhang didn't answer, instead standing on the fishing boat, staring in astonishment in one direction, "A... a deity!"

"What deity?"

The speaking fisherman looked puzzled, following Old Zhang's gaze!

He was shocked, his eyes nearly popping out!

They saw a figure stepping on a tree branch, speeding across the water!

Behind him, a white spray of water tens of meters high rose, as if he was treading on water!

This person was Ye Beichen.

Upon reaching Long Lake and finding no boat, Ye Beichen picked up a tree branch and used his True Qi to propel himself onto the island.

Once on the island, Ye Beichen easily found the entrance to Long Lake Manor, where dozens of cameras were pointed at him, signaling his arrival.

"I'm here, where is my Senior Sister?"

Ye Beichen shouted, his voice echoing through the entire Long Lake Manor.