"Father..."
Wang Zhenlin reacted instantly, looking to Wang Enkui for help.
Wang Enkui really wanted to fly into a rage and slaughter everyone.
But in the end, he forced a smile and took the initiative to move the Grandmaster's Chair over. "Patriarch Shen, please have a seat."
"Have a seat, Uncle."
Jiang Xinghai helped Shen Zhengye, whose heart was roiling with turbulent waves, to slowly sit down in the Grandmaster's Chair.
'This is just too thrilling!'
Shen Zhengye had never imagined a day like this, where a Grandmaster as powerful as Wang Enkui would actually move a chair for him.
All of this was thanks to Jiang Xinghai!
"Divine Doctor Jiang, my son Junhao is in the bedroom. His condition really can't be delayed any longer. Please, come this way." Only when Wang Zhenlin saw a look of satisfaction on Jiang Xinghai's face did he smile in relief.
"Just have him brought over."
Jiang Xinghai waved his hand, pulling a chair over with Void Capturing Object before sitting down next to Shen Zhengye.
This scene made everyone present tense up.
This was especially true for Wang Enkui, a Sixth Layer Grandmaster.
'Just as I thought!'
'This boy really does have the cultivation of a Grandmaster!'
"Zhenlin, since Divine Doctor Jiang has spoken, hurry up and bring Junhao over."
Without a change in expression, Wang Enkui also waved his hand, using Void Capturing Object to bring over a chair as well, and sat down across from Jiang Xinghai.
'Not to reciprocate would be a breach of etiquette!'
Jiang Xinghai had repeatedly tried to intimidate him in his own home. As the backbone of the Wang Family, he naturally had to make a display of his own.
To be precise, this was a blatant warning!
Seeing this, the members of the Wang Clan slowly relaxed and began to smile.
'There's always a higher mountain!'
Their gazes rested respectfully on Wang Enkui for a moment before they all turned to glare at Jiang Xinghai.
'Don't think you can act so wantonly in the Wang Family's home just because you're a Grandmaster!'
'The depths of the Wang Family's power are more than enough to crush you, Jiang Xinghai!'
This sentiment swelled within the hearts of the Wang Clan members.
But in the end, not a single one of them dared to say it out loud.
"Old man, are you trying to start something?"
But Jiang Xinghai was not intimidated in the slightest. Instead, his brow furrowed, and he directed his challenge at Wang Enkui.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, you and I are both Grandmasters. I treat you with courtesy out of respect. Do not be so aggressive," Wang Enkui said, waving his hand again. A cup of tea slowly floated through the air from a coffee table not far away.
"Hmph."
Unexpectedly, with just a light snort from Jiang Xinghai, the teacup, still in mid-air, instantly shattered into pieces.
"You..."
Wang Enkui was struck speechless, his face ashen.
GASP...
The members of the Wang Clan all sucked in a sharp breath in unison.
'This Jiang Xinghai keeps provoking the Wang Family's old master. He's really courting death!'
The one with the most venomous glare was none other than Wang Junjie.
'My father's killer is right in front of me, but I'm powerless to take revenge. This is agonizing!'
"Which one of you is Divine Doctor Jiang?"
Suddenly, an old man with a full head of white hair and a white beard approached from a short distance away.
He wore a long, gray cloth robe and had the air of an immortal sage. It was none other than Master Xue Zhong, one of the nation's ten medical Saint Hands.
This afternoon, he had intended to go to the Shen Family to treat Shen Zhengye.
However, he was intercepted on the way and invited by the Wang Family to treat Wang Junhao for his lower-body injury.
But even though his medical skills were said to rival the forces of creation and he was worthy of the title of a national Saint Hand, he had spent the entire afternoon on the case and still couldn't come up with a viable treatment.
He had been about to leave for the Shen Family's residence, but the Wang Family informed him that a Divine Doctor Jiang, whose medical skills defied the heavens, would be visiting late at night.
He had waited until now precisely because he wanted to see for himself this Jiang Xinghai who was called a Divine Doctor!
"Master Xue, that young man is the Divine Doctor, Jiang Xinghai."
Just then, Wang Zhenlin hurried over and pointed at Jiang Xinghai.
Behind him, two bodyguards followed closely, pushing a surgical gurney.
On the gurney, Wang Junhao, one side of his face wrapped in bandages, was searching for Jiang Xinghai with a pleading gaze.
The injury on his cheek was the result of a blow from Jiang Xinghai.
The part of him that symbolized his manhood, however, was the result of a kick from Shen Lingxue.
Earlier today, Jiang Xinghai had already healed him.
But!
That damn Sophie had to go and show off her figure in a bikini right in front of him!
His lecherous nature was hard to change, so how could he possibly bear such a titillating scene?
As a result, the afflicted area, which had been closed with over thirty stitches, completely burst open.
Now, even Master Xue Zhong, one of the ten national medical Saint Hands, was helpless.
His only hope, naturally, was Jiang Xinghai.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, save me!"
Where was there even a trace of Wang Junhao's previous animosity toward Jiang Xinghai?
If he weren't lying on the gurney, he would have definitely thrown himself before Jiang Xinghai to kowtow and beg!
"Divine Doctor Jiang, upon completion, you will receive a reward of one hundred million," Wang Zhenlin said, cupping his fists with a pleading look in his eyes.
"Saving that animal wouldn't be difficult."
Jiang Xinghai revealed a faint smile. He pointed casually at the ground and swept his gaze across the Wang Family members present. "The entire Wang Clan will kneel and beg me."