The Ma family was undoubtedly a prominent and influential household in their hometown.
However, their prominence was confined to their local domain.
While Ma Heyun held absolute sway and was incredibly powerful within Nan Province, he was now overshadowed by a young man, rendering all of the Ma family's past achievements insignificant, as if they were mere ants in his grasp.
"Who exactly is this young man?" Ma Heyun murmured, a profound complexity in his eyes.
He believed he wouldn't misjudge a person, and this young man was far from ordinary.
Not only did he possess immense strength at such a young age, but Ma Heyun could clearly sense the aura of someone accustomed to high positions.
"Five-Star War King, Ye Longlin."
Ma Heyun: "..."
Everyone present: "..."
Those seven words struck everyone present like a thunderclap!
Ma Heyun's mouth twitched. He looked at his beloved grandson and asked with shock, "How do you know?"
Following this, Ma Xiwen recounted the entire incident, concluding with a helpless sigh, "I truly asked my brother to take care of Zhao Qian, but he misunderstood, leading to this outcome. The wrongdoings of Tiansheng Group over the years will require compensation of at least one hundred million."
"He is currently rushing to the hospital and has not bothered to pursue us further. However, if he were to recall, the Ma family might even disappear from the annals of history."
Ma Xiwen vividly remembered Ye Longlin's words: "I rose from the battlefield."
Were not all those who returned alive from the smoke-filled battlefields stained with blood, and did they not all carry glory back with them?
Furthermore, this man was a leading figure of the Iron Blood faction!
Ma Heyun, at ninety-six, appeared to have aged more than ten years due to the recent turn of events.
He waved his hand, "Starting today, the Ma family will close its doors to all visitors until... this esteemed individual leaves Nan Province."
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Military General Hospital.
After an hour of rescue efforts, Zhao Qian, who had finally been stabilized, was transferred to the ICU.
The group of experts in the conference room had grim and displeased expressions. Before them was a surveillance video clearly documenting Ma Yuan's process of swapping medications, causing everyone present to feel a prickling sensation on their scalps, especially the seventy-year-old man at the forefront.
He was the President of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, held a military rank, and concurrently served as the Vice President of the Military General Hospital, with a military rank reaching Major General.
"Everyone, the incident has occurred. What is most important now is how to explain this to Mr. Ye. This matter has already happened. Although Ms. Zhao has been saved, this is our oversight."
The hospital had to provide an explanation, as the incident had taken place within its walls.
"Vice President Hua, could you possibly disclose this gentleman's true identity? It would put our minds at ease."
Apart from the Vice President, no one else present knew Mr. Ye's true identity, so they could only learn from Vice President Hua that this gentleman's background was extraordinary and that he hailed from the capital.
Vice President Hua, perhaps anticipating their question, handed them a confidentiality agreement. They exchanged glances and, one by one, signed their names.
"The sole War King of Great Xia!"
Boom!
Like thunder from a clear sky, everyone's gaze unfocused momentarily, followed by an unprecedented shock appearing in their eyes!
"Impossible! Isn't that individual a legend? Wasn't it rumored that he was a fictional character created by the Hall of Honor? How can he possibly exist in reality?"
Vice President Hua found their reaction somewhat amusing, though he himself had been in a similar state when he first heard the news.
"He exists, and he is in Nan Province."
At this moment, a specialist in the middle, holding his mobile phone, spoke with trembling hands, "Ma Yuan... is dead!"
"The Ma family has closed its doors indefinitely."
Silence descended upon the room once more, and the fear and astonishment emanating from the depths of their hearts were palpable in their eyes.
He had acted. It must have been him!
"Vice President Hua, someone is looking for you outside."
An assistant entered the room and announced.
Hua Yu quickly stood up, tidied his attire, and hurried out. Led by his assistant, he met this legendary figure.
His presence was like a towering canopy, his aura imposing.
"Mr. Ye, after the rescue, Ms. Zhao's condition is stable. She is currently in the ICU, and we are continuously monitoring her condition. Due to the timely discovery, no severe consequences have occurred."
Even Hua Yu had to lower his posture in front of this individual.
"Prepare the silver needles," Ye Longlin commanded.
Even Hua Yu was momentarily taken aback. Although a far-fetched thought crossed his mind, he still couldn't believe it and turned to make the preparations.
Zhao Siyu, who was following Ye Longlin, would likely never forget the sight of a long saber plunged into Ma Yuan's neck!
She had been in a daze throughout the journey, like a walking corpse, only regaining some semblance of her senses now.
"You... you..." Zhao Siyu wanted to say something, but the words caught in her throat, and she didn't know what to say.
Ye Longlin smiled, placing a hand on her head and ruffling her hair. "I'm your brother."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Siyu felt an immense relief.
"Brother, you can also heal people?"
After learning of his identity, she no longer insisted on Ye Longlin calling her elder sister. She considered herself to lack the courage to do so with the world's sole War King.
Yuan Gang chuckled, "What are you talking about? Our leader can kill people and can also save them. Just you wait and see."
Their lives had been saved countless times. If not for this miraculous medical skill, they would have died many times over.
It was precisely because of this foundation in medical arts that the few of them fought fearlessly on the battlefield, knowing their leader could bring them back.
"Sir, these are the silver needles I usually use. Do you think they are suitable?"
Hua Yu approached, accompanied by a group of elderly scholars.
These scholars also wished to witness the legendary figure!
Ye Longlin paid them no mind and, with the silver needles, entered the room. The most fundamental approach was still the traditional Chinese medicine diagnostic methods of observation, listening, inquiry, and pulse-taking. After an examination, Ye Longlin had a clear understanding.
Aunt Zhao's body had no other issues, only severe depletion, requiring careful replenishment for a considerable period to restore her depleted essence.
In Traditional Chinese Medicine terms, it was a deficiency of yin essence in the five Zang organs.
Specifically, the depletion of qi and blood would lead to an imbalance of yang prevailing over yin, generally speaking, organ depletion was quite troublesome.
It was fortunate that Aunt Zhao had a robust constitution, otherwise, it would have been more difficult.
Ye Longlin slammed his hand on the table, and silver needles instantly floated into the air.
The five Zang organs store essence without discharge, thus being full but not solid; the six Fu organs transmit and discharge without storing, thus being solid but not full. Upon entering the mouth with grains and water, the stomach becomes solid and the intestines hollow; after food is consumed, the intestines become solid and the stomach hollow, hence it is said: solid but not full.
"Controlling needles with qi, this is actually controlling needles with qi!"