The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Ling Feng was stunned and blurted out, "Why?"

Feng Ling looked up at the sky and took a long breath, "Half a month ago, my father failed to break through his cultivation level, coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, his power completely dissipated, and he fell into a coma!"

"Ah?"

Ling Feng was even more astonished when he heard this!

The Black Dragon Sect Hierarch, all his power gone?

Wouldn’t the Black Dragon Sect fall apart then?

Seeing his shocked expression, Feng Ling gave a wry smile, "Currently, only you and I know about this. The Black Dragon Sect won’t have any problems for a short time, but I’m afraid it’s hard to say after a while!"

"I’ve thought of that too."

Ling Feng nodded his head and pondered for a moment before asking, "Then, could I try and see if I can cure him?"

"There’s no need,"

Feng Ling shook her head, "My father is in a self-induced coma to preserve his remaining meridians. He needs time to recover, and he will wake up on his own."

Ling Feng: "And after he wakes up, his realm...?"

"Still gone, just an ordinary person, but at least his life was spared!" Feng Ling said.

Seeing her speak so lightly, Ling Feng didn’t know what she was thinking, so he asked, "So, does this mean that the heavy responsibility of the Black Dragon Sect will fall on your shoulders?"

"Yeah, I have to return soon, and I might really not have the chance to come north again!" Feng Ling sighed softly.

Her desolate expression caused Ling Feng to feel some heartache, so he pondered for a moment and then said, "It’s okay, if you can’t come here, I can take everyone to see you!"

"Really?"

Feng Ling was startled for a moment, turned to look at him, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Of course, it’s true. Didn’t you say that you got along very well with the sisters? In fact, everyone misses you too!" Ling Feng smiled.

"I feel the same. How about this, before I leave, would you take me to the Nine Heavens?" Feng Ling asked.

"Sure!"

Ling Feng didn’t hesitate and nodded in agreement.

But after speaking, he still reminded her, "The auction is tomorrow night, just don’t forget about it!"

Feng Ling glanced at him, "I’ve already agreed to stand on the same side as you, why would I fight with others for Spirit Stones?"

"Er..."

Ling Feng felt suddenly embarrassed and scratched his head, "You’re right, then forget about bidding, I’ll give you one!"

"No problem!"

Feng Ling snapped her fingers.

Seeing her beaming with joy, Ling Feng’s mood also improved significantly. Still, thinking of his inability to learn more about Yu Linglong from her father, he couldn’t help but sigh secretly in his heart.

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...

The next morning, Ling Feng took out ten fist-sized Spirit Stones and handed them to Wang Laogen.

He had already lost interest in participating in the auction, leaving the sale of the Spirit Stones up to him to handle.

Huaihua had planned to go back to school for classes but was stopped by Zhou Yi, who then took a few days off for her and brought her to the Nine Heavens.

The others had all teleported and left, only Li Shiyun stayed behind to accompany Ling Feng, driving the car back home from the provincial city.

As they watched Ling Feng’s car depart, Wang Laogen said to Lu Zihao at the hotel entrance, "To come up with so many Spirit Stones for the auction all at once will surely cause quite a stir internationally, and I’m afraid that the bureau might have some opinions on this!"

"There will definitely be opinions, but I do understand Ling Feng’s painstaking efforts. By doing this, he really didn’t leave any personal gain for himself," laughed Lu Zihao.

Wang Laogen blinked, "If the higher-ups are not happy, why don’t we just auction one piece and hand over the rest? Since Ling Feng is no longer concerned about it anyway!"

Lu Zihao looked at him and smiled slightly, "Old Wang, you should stop teasing me. After these days of interacting with him, I know what place Ling Feng has in your heart. By saying this, are you trying to test me?"

"Hehe, what are you talking about? We’re all our own people, there’s no such thing as testing or not testing; it was just a casual remark!"

Wang Laogen said with a smile and then continued seriously, "However, I trust Ling Feng. After auctioning ten Spirit Stones, he will definitely hand over more to the bureau. We can’t just watch as a bunch of experts start popping up overseas while we don’t have any ourselves!"

"I think so too. After he gets back, he should give an explanation!"

Lu Zihao chuckled and added, "Even if he doesn’t give any, Director Chen Ping would probably chase after him to his home with a kitchen knife!"

Thinking about Chen Ping’s frustrated appearance, Wang Laogen and Lu Zihao both smirked mischievously!

Driving home, Ling Feng had the company of a gentle beauty, so he didn’t feel lonely.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Li Shiyun took the initiative to find topics of conversation throughout the journey, and the two of them chatted happily. Two hours later, they arrived at Shiliu Village.

Before reaching the entrance of the village, they saw many cars parked there, including sedans and trucks, with many people busily unloading goods.

Curious, Ling Feng turned to Li Shiyun, "What’s going on?"

"I have no idea, I haven’t heard about anything happening in the village!"

Li Shiyun was also clueless.

"Strange, I’ve only been gone for two days and something’s happened in the village?"

Ling Feng muttered to himself and immediately sped up the car.

After entering the village and before he had a chance to get out of the car to inquire, he saw a young, overweight man wiping sweat from his brow while directing the workers unloading the vehicles.

Ling Feng was speechless; this man was none other than Sun Hao, whom he had met in Demon Capital and who had later visited Shiliu Village.

At the same time, it seemed he understood something and turned to Li Shiyun with a bitter smile, "This fatso probably has the same intention as Zhou Yi had before, planning to stick around in Shiliu Village!"

"Why though?"

Li Shiyun was puzzled, as she could understand Zhou Yi’s situation, but what did this fatso want?

"Him? The last time he had a meal at my place..."

Ling Feng hadn’t finished speaking because Sun Hao had already approached, grinning at the car window, "Brother Ling, you’re back!"

"Young Master Sun, what’s all this fuss about?" Ling Feng asked with a smile.

"I plan to build a villa here in the village and live here often, to be neighbors with you, Brother Ling!"

Sun Hao’s chubby face was covered in sweat as he continued cheerfully, "By the way, Brother Ling, don’t call me Young Master Sun anymore, that’s too formal. You can just call me Little Hao!"

"..."

Ling Feng was speechless; this guy was nearly twice his weight, and he wanted to be called Little Hao?

It all felt rather awkward!

But now wasn’t the time for nicknames. After snapping out of it, he asked, "So, you’re moving to our village, which house did you buy?"

"I didn’t buy any house; there were no empty houses in the village. So, I contracted the land and barren hills around here, signed a seventy-year lease!" Sun Hao said with a laugh.

Both Ling Feng and Li Shiyun were dumbfounded, their eyes wide open in shock, "What!"