Chapter 91: An Invitation from a Stranger

Yet Lin Feng remained unmoved.

Shen Wanqian stepped before him once more and said with sincerity, “Mr. Lin, I still have some standing in the provincial capital. If you ever come there and run into trouble, I, Shen, will do everything in my power to serve you.”

“I hope Mr. Lin will be willing to save my wife.”

Still, Lin Feng did not budge.

By then, even Zhang Yuanqing found himself unable to read Lin Feng. He stepped forward and said in a low voice, “Mr. Lin, what would it take for you to help save someone? I can help negotiate.”

“Director Zhang, the one at fault is her. What does that have to do with you?” Lin Feng said coldly.

“I am willing to personally apologize to President Su at her doorstep, and I will also share all of Jiangcheng Bank’s clients with Su Bank. I only ask that Mr. Lin save my mother.”

At that moment, Shen Yanyan seemed to realize what Lin Feng wanted and spoke again.

At last, Lin Feng’s expression changed ever so slightly. He turned back to Zhang Yuanqing and said, “Lead the way. I will take a look at the patient’s condition.”

“Very good, very good...” Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed and hurriedly led Lin Feng toward the operating room.

Shen Yanyan and Shen Wanqian both revealed looks of hopeful anticipation.

Inside the operating room, Lin Feng saw a woman lying on the operating table, barely clinging to life, while blood from the earlier surgery stained the surrounding area.

He stepped forward, checked her breathing, felt her pulse, and said gravely, “She can still be saved. Give me a set of silver needles.”

“Hurry and prepare the silver needles.”

Zhang Yuanqing cooperated at once and quickly brought a set to Lin Feng.

After receiving them, Lin Feng sterilized the needles with practiced ease. Then, under the operating lamp, he began inserting them one by one into the acupoints around the patient’s heart.

The medical staff nearby felt their hearts rise into their throats. In their eyes, this patient was already no different from a corpse.

And yet—

With Lin Feng’s needlework, the electrocardiogram monitoring her condition suddenly changed from a straight line into a wavering one.

In that instant, everyone present let out a silent breath of relief.

Especially Zhang Yuanqing, who watched Lin Feng’s technique with deep admiration.

After about ten minutes, the patient’s breathing had become steady, and her pallid complexion had returned to a healthy flush.

“It’s done. It’s really done. Mr. Lin’s medical skill is truly admirable.”

“To save a patient on the verge of death with nothing but a set of silver needles—this is nothing short of a miracle.”

The surrounding medical staff erupted into excited praise.

After finishing the treatment, Lin Feng slowly withdrew the needles and said calmly, “Her life has been secured. From here on, it’s up to your methods to heal her fully.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lin.” Zhang Yuanqing thanked him with great respect.

If anything had gone wrong today, the entire hospital would likely have borne heavy responsibility. After all, Shen Wanqian outside was no ordinary man.

Throughout the provincial capital, he was one of the foremost figures.

When Lin Feng walked out of the operating room, Shen Wanqian hurried over and asked anxiously, “Divine Doctor Lin, how is my wife?”

“She’ll be out shortly. Judge for yourselves.”

Lin Feng gave a detached reply and left without another word.

Shen Yanyan turned to look at his departing figure, thinking, Could he have actually killed my mother?

Just as she was about to rush into the operating room to check on her mother, Zhang Yuanqing and the others pushed the patient out from within.

At that moment, the patient had already awakened from unconsciousness and was completely out of danger.

“Mom, you’re awake!” Shen Yanyan cried out in delighted surprise and hurried to her mother’s side, taking her hand.

Her mother smiled at her weakly and said, “A young man just saved me. You must thank him properly.”

“Mom, I will. Don’t worry.”

Tears of excitement fell from Shen Yanyan’s eyes. Shen Wanqian also rushed over, and seeing that she was safe, his face was full of relief.

That Mr. Lin from earlier was truly a man of divine skill.

Lin Feng walked out of the hospital and prepared to get in the car and return to Su Bank. Just as he opened the car door, a young man’s voice came from behind him.

“Excuse me, are you Mr. Lin Feng?”

“You are...”

Lin Feng turned around and saw several young men in suits standing behind him.

Though he did not know who they were, he could tell they meant no harm.

The man in the lead said with great respect, “We are from Seaward Manor. Our boss sent us specifically to invite you, Mr. Lin, to be our guest at the manor.”

“Seaward Manor? Never heard of it. And I’m busy.”

After speaking, Lin Feng turned to leave.

But after only a couple of steps, the same man in the suit called out again, “Does Mr. Lin not want to know where your father is?”

Thud.

At those words, Lin Feng’s heart jolted violently.

Turning back, he asked bluntly, “You know where my father is?”

“Please come to the manor with us, Mr. Lin, and you will naturally learn the answer,” the middle-aged martial artist said.

“All right, I’ll go with you.”

After a brief consideration, Lin Feng agreed and left with them for Seaward Manor.

For the sake of finding his father, even taking the risk would be worthwhile.

The journey from Jiangcheng to Seaward Manor took more than half an hour.

When Lin Feng arrived with them, a grand old-style estate stood before him, towering and majestic, its every corner steeped in antiquated charm.

“Mr. Lin, please.”

The suited man invited Lin Feng inside. Lin Feng followed closely behind and saw artificial hills and flowing water, pavilions and towers, the grounds quiet and elegant.

Soon they passed through a series of secluded winding paths and arrived at the main hall.

The moment he entered, he saw a middle-aged man in Chinese-style attire watering flowers inside. He carried a distinctly old-world air and had considerable bearing.

Within the main hall, flowers and plants were arranged throughout. There was a tea table with flowing water nearby, and several calligraphy and painting works by famous figures hung upon the walls. It was clear this man was one who knew how to savor life and possessed a refined sense of aesthetics.

He was the owner of the manor, Hu Jingtian.

Behind him stood an elderly man who looked exceedingly profound and inscrutable. His eyes seemed lifeless, but people like that were often the most terrifying.

“Boss, we’ve brought Mr. Lin back,” the suited subordinate reported respectfully after approaching his master.

“Good. You may step aside.”

Hu Jingtian waved his hand, dismissing his subordinate. Then he slowly turned his gaze toward Lin Feng and studied him carefully. A flash of delight appeared on his face as he said, “Mr. Lin is indeed a remarkable young man. Truly a dragon among men.”

“This is our first meeting, I believe. I heard that you know something about my father’s whereabouts. Where is he now?” Lin Feng asked expressionlessly.

“Well, that...” A dark glint flashed through Hu Jingtian’s eyes, though he quickly smiled again. “Please sit first, Mr. Lin. Let us speak at length.”

Lin Feng sat down at an unhurried pace and instructed the old man behind him to pour tea. Just as he was about to reach out and take the cup, a sharp glimmer suddenly flashed through the old man’s eyes.

His fingers tightened around the teacup, as though a powerful suction force were radiating from his hand, preventing Lin Feng from taking it.