"Alright, you stand guard at the door, and don't let anyone barge in recklessly; I'm going in to give it a try." Lin Hai smiled as he instructed Bingbing.

Bingbing nodded and gratefully said to Lin Hai, "Thank you, Brother Lin."

Lin Hai smiled, pushed open the door to the sick room, and went inside.

The air in the sick room was foul-smelling, and with the backlighting, it was very damp. How could a patient stay in such a place?

Lin Hai frowned and saw the boy in a coma on the bed.

The boy seemed to be in his teens, pale-faced and frail-breathed. Although he was handsome, he had a sickly appearance.

Lin Hai glanced at the unknown devices and lifted his hand to feel the boy's pulse.

Closing his eyes, he carefully listened to the pulse and quickly determined that there should be a very terrifying chill within the boy's body.

"This kind of chill is very similar to the one in Sister Bai Gu..."

Lin Hai decided to ask Bingbing later if he knew how his younger brother came to possess this chill.

Unless his brother had participated in the Immortal Ascension Plan as well.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hai raised his hand, Gang Qi flowed smoothly, preparing to execute the Heavenly Creation Finger.

Suddenly, Lin Hai made his move. The veins in his arm bulged, Gang Qi surged, and his eyes sharpened. He rapidly targeted and pressed on the acupoints of the comatose boy's body.

The power of his finger was like a wild storm, like a sudden downpour.

The dazzling Finger Technique was astonishing. If a master were here, they would be surprised to discover that besides healing and saving people, this Finger Technique was a very powerful lethal skill that could catch people off guard.

Warm traces of Gang Qi entered the boy's body through his acupoints, beginning to dissolve the chill.

"Yama Chasing Life Hand, Heavenly Creation Finger, Life and Death Human Flesh White Bone Needle Technique."

At this moment, Lin Hai didn't hesitate to use all three of his ultimate skills.

It had been a long time since he had exerted his Medical Skill like this.

Mainly because the chill in Bingbing's younger brother's body had penetrated deep into the marrow, not like Bai Gu's sister, who had a Gang Qi seed to suppress it.

A major illness requires major measures!

As all three ultimate techniques were displayed, the Gang Qi within Lin Hai's body was also rapidly depleting.

This was also why Lin Hai was rarely willing to go all out. The consumption of Gang Qi was too great, and the toll on one's spirit and body was quite severe.

"One-tenth of the suppression has dissipated."

The chill in the boy's body was diminishing.

Lin Hai continued to apply the technique tirelessly; he didn't have acupuncture needles, and at this moment, he was using his own hair to inject Gang Qi, which became extremely hard, but the price was faster depletion of Gang Qi.

"Two-thirds of the chill is still left."

Sweat beads covered Lin Hai's forehead, but his eyes were determined, with no pause or delay in his actions.

"Less than ten percent of Gang Qi left!"

Lin Hai's complexion was turning pale.

"It's almost done, just about to finish, hold on, keep holding on."

This kind of treatment needed to be done in one go, it was best not to stop halfway, otherwise there was a high possibility of failing at the last step.

At this moment, Lin Hai was relying entirely on the Heavenly Creation Finger to absorb the coldness from the other person's body, replenishing his own Gang Qi. This was a secret he discovered when he was treating Su Wanjing's father, that the Heavenly Creation Finger could absorb the disease source from a patient's body.

It was like a tug of war with time.

For a full twenty minutes, Lin Hai exerted himself madly. Although the cost was great, there were benefits too; his kung fu would become even more refined through practice.

Outside the ward, Bingbing's little hands were clenched tightly, her whole person as if her heart had risen to her chest, her eyes filled with worry and hope alike. She always felt that Brother Lin was no ordinary security guard, and a miracle might indeed happen.

Clang—

The door to the ward opened.

Lin Hai's body was already drenched in sweat, breathing slightly disordered, his complexion pale, and his eyes carried an unmistakable tiredness and haggardness.

"It's done, girl. Your brother has been healed. I expect he'll wake up after a few days of recovery, and then he'll be a normal person."

After speaking, Lin Hai's footing was unsteady and weak, nearly stumbling and falling.

Bingbing hurriedly supported Lin Hai. At the moment, she didn't care if her soft chest was pressed against him, full of concern as she asked, "Brother Lin, are you alright?"

Lin Hai waved his hand and revealed a tired yet relieved smile: "I'm fine, just excessively drained. I'll be good after some rest."

"Thank you, Brother Lin. I don't know how to thank you enough," teared Bingbing gratefully.

"Just live well, that's the biggest thank you and repayment to those who care about you. Don't forget, we are friends." After saying this, Lin Hai really couldn't hold on any longer. He needed to sit quietly in meditation to recover his Gang Qi.

Bingbing looked at Lin Hai as he sat cross-legged in the corner, not understanding this method but still not daring to disturb him.

The sunlight reflected on his resolute face, and now with his eyes closed, Bingbing felt an indescribable fascination.

Although this man was dressed plainly and she had even misunderstood him before, she now realized that he possessed a kind of extraordinary and unique aura that others didn't have. It was as if he stood out in the world, yet so brilliant and admirable.

After Bingbing entered the room, she was surprised to find that her brother's breathing seemed to have improved a lot.

After careful examination of her brother's body, she stood frozen at the spot.

Her brother's condition seemed to have indeed improved.

That horrible, complicated illness seemed to have disappeared completely from his body, as if it had never existed.

And the feeling of weakness caused by lying in bed for a long time was also gone.

All this, was it really thanks to Brother Lin? How exactly did he do it?

Thinking of Brother Lin's haggard face, Bingbing felt even more grateful in her heart; he must have paid a huge price to treat her brother.

Her brother's illness had cleared, and the heavy burden in her heart also disappeared. She felt much lighter overall, and even her mood improved a bit.

At this moment, suddenly there was a sharp and piercing noise from outside.

"He's right here, that woman must be here."

Young Master Liu's angry voice made Bingbing's face turn pale.

"Bitch, get out here." Young Master Liu kicked the ward door. He had just woken up from a stupor, finding all his hair burned off, and although unclear how Bingbing did it, he was furious beyond measure and wanted to kill her.

"What do you want, Young Master Liu!" Bingbing asked.

"What do I want?" Young Master Liu's face was fierce, and he pointed to a gang of hoodlums behind him and said with a cold laugh: "I'm planning to have my brothers take turns with you."

"You! That's illegal," Bingbing's face tightened to the utmost.

"Illegal? Hmph, the chief of the police station in our district is my big cousin. I'm not afraid of breaking the law at all. As for you, purposely letting your own brother occupy the ward long-term without paying any medical fees—get ready for jail," lied Young Master Liu, playing the victim.

No one paid any attention to Lin Hai sitting cross-legged on the ground since he looked too inconspicuous. At this moment, he opened his eyes and stood up.