Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University, Treatment Room.

This was the eleventh day of Su Fan treating Li Guanyun, who initially had a high-level paraplegia but could already sit up on the hospital bed.

His hands and feet were able to tremble slightly.

This in ordinary patients would already be another medical miracle.

But Li Guanyun was not an ordinary patient; he was a Martial Arts Grandmaster with a deep-rooted foundation.

Even though he had high-level paraplegia, because his energy and blood were abundant, his muscles did not atrophy or degrade.

After Su Fan gave his all for the treatment, his recovery was very swift.

At this moment, Li Guanyun sat on the bed, his face full of excitement.

Although they had secretly negotiated with another national medical expert to intervene and help treat Li Guanyun,

that expert demanded a very high price and was quite difficult to deal with.

Su Fan was different; not only was his medical skill superb, but at this crucial time, he became their ally.

Unlike the other national medical expert, Su Fan didn't make exorbitant demands.

This made Li Guanyun and the other two Martial Arts Grandmasters feel very favorable towards Su Fan.

As the saying goes, it's easy to add flowers to brocade, but hard to send charcoal in the snow!

Su Fan's help to them was undoubtedly a gesture of sending charcoal in the snow.

One silver needle after another continuously landed on Li Guanyun's arms from Su Fan's hands.

While applying needles to Li Guanyun, Su Fan casually asked a question: "Why hasn't Mr. Li changed back to the surname Wu yet?"

Li Guanyun replied without hesitation: "There are two reasons. One is to spur myself not to forget the disgrace of the past."

"Another reason is that we haven't yet taken down Wu Guangliang and others."

"The moment when I regain control of the hidden Wu family is the moment I will change back to my original surname."

Hearing this, Su Fan nodded slightly and did not continue on the topic.

Instead, he said: "Mr. Li has a solid foundation and a thick base. In about twenty days, he should be able to gradually recover."

Li Guanyun, upon hearing this, exclaimed: "Divine Doctor Su is truly a once-in-a-century extraordinary talent!"

"Not only is martial arts profound, but also so formidable in medical skills."

"In this year's China Famous Doctor Competition, Divine Doctor Su will surely earn the title of national medical expert."

Su Fan smiled without saying much.

Because his goal was not just to win a title of national medical expert, but to challenge the achievement of four continuous championships.

These include the preliminary competition champion, city-level competition champion, provincial competition champion, and national competition champion.

Such a doctor will receive an honor higher than a national medical expert and will be called the Number One Divine Doctor of China.

After completing the acupuncture on Li Guanyun, Su Fan left the treatment room to let Li Guanyun recuperate well.

At the same time, in the Secret Sect's Kuta Monastery, the Dalai Master entered his meditation room.

The Dalai Master was about forty-five or forty-six years old, an unsmiling middle-aged man.

Martial artists have a much longer lifespan than ordinary people, so his age of forty-five or forty-six is equivalent to twenty-five or twenty-six in ordinary people.

Upon entering his meditation room, the Dalai Master was immediately assisted by his consort to change his clothes.

Before long, he was only wearing casual clothes, sitting cross-legged.

Premium beef and mutton, along with strong liquor, were quickly served.

The Secret Sect's Kuta Monastery is free of taboos; the only precept is not to fall into demonic ways.

The definition of a demon is very clear; everything opposing the Secret Sect is a demon, everything against the Secret Sect is a demon.

While the Dalai and his consort were eating, his junior brother Dama walked in.

Dama put his palms together in greeting to the Dalai.

The Dalai also put his palms together in return.

After Dama sat down, he straightforwardly asked: "Brother, why have you called me?"

The Dalai took a piece of mutton with his hand and put it in his mouth.

While eating, he looked at Dama and said: "My current practice is at a crucial point; I do not want to leave Kuta Monastery."