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With Lin Feng's personal guidance, Su Rong quickly memorized everything related to the process of brewing medicine. During this time, she was worried that she might forget, so she recorded Lin Feng's instructions on her phone, saying she could review them later if needed.
Her seriousness showed that she was treating this as knowledge to be learned. After all, the method of brewing medicine is indeed a form of knowledge, having been researched by Tesla for many years.
Is this method of brewing medicine really that important? Lin Feng had once asked Tesla this question. Tesla believed that as long as the medicine wasn't burnt and the moisture was controlled, it should be fine. Was there really a significant difference between the medicine brewed with such meticulous methods and that brewed using ordinary methods?
Thus, Lin Feng boldly posed this question to Tesla, who responded with a scolding that brought him back to his senses. Considering Lin Feng's spirit of asking questions out of ignorance, Tesla ultimately revealed the answer to him.
"There’s a huge difference between well-brewed and poorly brewed medicine. To put it exaggeratively, medicine brewed with special meticulous methods might have double the efficacy compared to that brewed with ordinary methods," Tesla said seriously.
When it comes to medical issues, Tesla is always meticulous, even forgetting his usual arrogance. This level of dedication is indeed not something an average person can achieve.
"What does double efficacy mean? I shouldn't need to explain that further," Tesla added after a moment of thought, indicating how much he valued this issue.
In fact, he places great importance on anything related to medicine.
"Okay, got it. I'll brew it carefully; please don't get angry, it's not good for your heart," Lin Feng replied, feeling compelled to soften his tone. After all, Tesla is a professional, and there’s no shame in being humble.
However, just as Lin Feng was thinking about waiting until the medicine was ready before leaving, his phone suddenly rang.
"Hello..." Lin Feng took out his phone from the magic ring; it was a number not saved in his contacts.
"Lin Feng, you need to come to the hospital quickly! Xiao Na and I are being blocked by a group of people," He Ting's voice came through, sounding somewhat anxious.
Who is He Ting? If she gets angry, she can transform into a mother Tyrannosaurus Rex. The fact that she sounded flustered indicated that the situation was quite serious.
Lin Feng had no time to pay attention to how He Ting found out her number. He simply said, "I'll be there soon," and hung up the phone.
Meanwhile, in the Manager's Office of B City Casino, where Lin Feng had first met the Casino Manager, Liu Jie’s mobile phone rang.
"Speak," Liu Jie said directly, his tone short and forceful, indicating that the caller was one of his subordinates.
"Song Xin has sent people to surround the hospital rooms of those two women." The voice on the other end was clearly accustomed to Liu Jie’s way of speaking and stated the situation plainly.
"Got it," Liu Jie replied in the same tone before hanging up.
"Uncle Liu, prepare a car. I need to go to the hospital," Liu Jie instructed after ending the call, picking up the office landline.
Then, Liu Jie left the office, heading to the hospital.
"I'm sorry, Rong Jie, but you'll have to handle this medicine yourself. Something urgent came up with my friend, and I need to rush over," Lin Feng said to Su Rong after hanging up.
Without waiting for Su Rong's response, Lin Feng walked out of the kitchen to grab his coat from the living room.
Given the urgency of the situation, Lin Feng didn’t care about politeness; he trusted that Su Rong would understand.
Seeing Lin Feng in a hurry to leave, Su Rong followed him out of the kitchen and took his shoes from the shoe cabinet. "If you have something urgent, just go. Contact me when you have time; here’s my business card." As she spoke, Su Rong pulled out a simple business card from her pocket.
It was clear that this was not a work-related card but a personal one; the phone number on it was likely Su Rong's private number.
Dialing someone’s work number can be quite frustrating with all the secretaries and transfers involved; it often takes a long roundabout just to reach the right person, assuming you’re confirmed not to be making a nuisance call.
Receiving the business card, Lin Feng realized he didn't have one to offer in return, so he said, "Alright, Rong Jie, I'll send you a text using the number on the card. I'm heading out now. You should go back... Take good care of Xiao Ling."
The last sentence was something Lin Feng said instinctively. It wasn't until he spoke that he realized how odd it sounded, almost like a husband reminding his wife to look after their daughter before leaving. However, at that moment, Lin Feng couldn't explain himself.
First, explaining would only make things more awkward; Lin Feng believed Su Rong also sensed the strangeness of his last remark. Second, he was genuinely anxious to get to the hospital and didn't have time for explanations.
If it were just He Ting alone, it wouldn't be a problem; she could run away if necessary. But with Xiao Na, who had fractures in both her arms and legs, it would be more challenging for He Ting to protect her.
"Be careful driving on the way," Su Rong said, her face briefly showing the awkwardness caused by Lin Feng's last comment before she sincerely addressed him.
Lin Feng couldn't respond because he was already heading straight for his Honda parked in Su Rong's villa garage.
He got into the car, started the engine, and executed a sharp drift as he left Su Rong's home.
Watching Lin Feng leave, Su Rong gazed at the Honda that had vanished from her sight, her eyes flickering with an indescribable emotion. At that moment, what she was thinking perhaps only she knew.
It was still the same road; however, this time Lin Feng had no interest in admiring the scenery. He pushed the Honda to its limits and found himself reminiscing about his flashy modified Ferrari—if only it were here now.
All along the way, Lin Feng weaved through traffic without hesitation.
Thinking of Xiao Na made Lin Feng feel guilty because her injury last time was indeed his fault. If Amin hadn't tried to hit Lin Feng, he wouldn't have crashed into Xiao Na. So, Lin Feng felt responsible for what happened.
Well, things had happened; Xiao Na didn't blame him, and they had moved on from it. But now even during her hospitalization, she couldn't find peace. Lin Feng felt both guilty and furious inside.
After some thought, Lin Feng dialed He Ting's mobile phone: "He Ting, how are things on your end? Is there any danger?" Since he was driving and focused on the road, Lin Feng didn't want to take any chances and switched his phone to speaker mode.
"Lin Feng, are you here yet?" He Ting's voice was the same as ever, asking.
"I'm on my way, I'll be there in three minutes," Lin Feng assured.
"It's fine, you'll know when you get here. Drive carefully," He Ting said before hanging up, clearly worried that Lin Feng would get distracted while driving and cause an accident.
Ignoring his mobile phone, Lin Feng pressed the accelerator and overtook a BMW.
All the way there, Lin Feng was quite lucky, not encountering any red lights; otherwise, he figured Li Zhong's car would have its license revoked.
With things being this way, Lin Feng had no mood to wait at red lights.
"Whoosh..." At the entrance of the hospital, Lin Feng's Honda came to a sudden stop.
He opened the car door and headed straight for the hospital building without looking back.
This time, Lin Feng's luck ran out; just as the elevator doors were closing, it meant he would have to wait for another round of elevators.
Lin Feng didn't have time to wait at all, so he decisively chose to take the stairs.
Six floors—neither too high nor too low—Lin Feng finally arrived at the ward's door.
The door to the ward was already open, and a few thugs with knives were standing at the entrance. Fortunately, Lin Feng did not hear any sounds of fighting.
Although he felt fortunate for the absence of fighting sounds, his anger remained unabated. On the contrary, seeing this group of thugs with knives threatening two women filled Lin Feng with indescribable disgust.
Using the same guy on both women, is he even a man?
Since he felt disgusted, Lin Feng didn't hold back. He clenched his fists and walked over, taking down one thug without saying a word.
By the time they reacted, Lin Feng had already taken down nearly half of the thugs.
"Lin Feng! It's Lin Feng! Get him!" One thug, clearly the leader, realized that Lin Feng had started attacking from behind and shouted to the remaining thugs who were still standing.
"Get him!" The thugs surged forward all at once.
They came to deal with him just as Lin Feng wanted; what he feared was that they would harm the two women inside the room.
In less than a minute, Lin Feng was standing right in front of the leader, smiling at him.
Lin Feng didn't have the arrogant demeanor typical of skilled fighters. Even when he had the upper hand, he didn't stop to show off or say a few words to establish dominance; that would be foolish. Didn't many people fail because of their arrogance?
The reason Lin Feng stopped was that he recognized the leader of the thugs in front of him.
Or rather, he wasn't just any thug because Lin Feng had seen him that night next to Song Xin.
It was clear that this incident was orchestrated by Song Xin.
Looking at his explosive muscles, Lin Feng could tell just by instinct that his strength was not something an ordinary thug could compare to, meaning his abilities might be quite impressive.
Of course, "quite impressive" was relative to thugs; against Lin Feng, he wasn't even worthy.
"Did Song Xin send you?" Lin Feng asked, his eyes fixed on the other person, trying to determine if they were lying.
"Yes." The other person, under Lin Feng's intense gaze, showed no signs of emotional fluctuation. They simply nodded and replied.
Uh, Lin Feng initially thought he would need to assess whether the person was telling the truth, but he realized he was overthinking it; the individual had no fear in admitting this.
"Were you waiting for me before making a move?" Lin Feng asked again.
"Yes, but I didn't expect you to be so skilled," the person answered honestly, showing no hint of evasion.
How arrogant! It was as if they were openly belittling Lin Feng, assuming he wouldn't dare to act even after knowing the truth.
"Song Xin, very impressive," Lin Feng said with a cold smile.
As he spoke, he lightly stepped forward and maneuvered from in front of the person to behind them, positioning himself at the door of the hospital room.
Lin Feng wasn't foolish. Although the leading thug was not particularly intimidating, what if he acted out of desperation and tried to force his way in to threaten He Ting? To prevent such a situation, Lin Feng felt it was wiser to guard the door.
It's better to have a face-to-face conversation. That was Lin Feng's thought process.
"Be careful, someone is behind you," Tesla warned as Lin Feng contemplated.
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