"No, absolutely not!"
Lu Fan's voice was cold, his gaze sharpening as he rushed into the room. Yang Shihai tried to stop him, but Lu Fan's strength was immense, far beyond his ability to control.
Seeing Lu Fan's persistence, Yang Shiyun said, "Let him try! After all, there's still a sliver of hope, however faint!"
Yang Shihai could only watch helplessly from the side, feeling a sense of bewilderment. He was curious about who Lu Fan was, and why he was so agitated.
After examining the old lady's condition, Lu Fan urgently said, "Prepare the silver needles! I need to perform acupuncture!"
"The old lady has already passed away. Even if you were a celestial being, it would be difficult to save her!"
Yang Shihai shook his head. "Young man, your efforts are admirable, and the Yang family will not mistreat you, but please give up."
"Rest assured, if I cannot cure the old lady, I will not practice medicine again!" Lu Fan's eyes were solemn as he looked at the old woman, a sense of familiarity in his gaze.
Despite the many people who had seen her, he would never forget this face, still so kind. Years ago, Old Mrs. Yang had doted on Lu Fan. It was a shame she was on the verge of death before he could see her again.
"Hurry and get the needles!" Yang Shiyun commanded. "There must be no mistakes! Perhaps he truly has a way!"
A man nodded and quickly went to fetch the silver needles, not daring to delay at such a critical moment.
At this moment, Lu Fan channeled his internal energy, continuously stimulating the old lady's nerves. This was to keep her in a state of suspended animation, hoping that after acupuncture, he might be able to cure her illness.
"Young man, you're wasting your efforts!"
Old Mr. Han walked in. "This is fate, and fate cannot be defied. No one can change it!"
"Don't speak nonsense!"
Long Yi interjected. "He is currently treating the patient!"
Old Mr. Han frowned. He hadn't expected a woman beside Lu Fan to speak to him so disrespectfully.
"Old Mr. Han, since you couldn't cure Grandmother, why are you spewing nonsense here?" Yang Shiyun said, "Is it because our Yang family hasn't paid you enough?"
"Miss Yang, what are you implying?" Old Mr. Han frowned. "I was personally invited by the Han family head. If you speak like this, aren't you damaging my reputation? How will I be able to establish myself in Donghai City in the future!"
"I am speaking the truth. Why should Old Mr. Han be so angry!" Yang Shiyun smiled. "After so many days, you've taken a lot of money from our Yang family without achieving anything. If this gets out, it won't be good for your reputation!"
"This is utter nonsense! If it weren't for me, Old Mrs. Yang would have already passed away. How could she have lasted this long!" Old Mr. Han said coldly. "Miss Yang, your words are truly hurtful!"
"I'm merely stating the facts. If I have offended you, please do not blame me, Mr. Han!" Yang Shiyun clasped her hands in a gesture of respect, her gaze also turning towards Lu Fan. For some reason, she felt a strange stirring, a sense of familiarity, towards Lu Fan.
"What's happening? The old lady just moved!"
Yang Shihai exclaimed, "Could this young man truly have a solution!"
"That's impossible! Madam Yang has already passed away. How could there be any signs of life!" Old Mr. Han stated firmly. "I have been practicing medicine for many years, and such a thing would not happen!"
"What you believe to be impossible has already happened!" Yang Shiyun smiled. "Perhaps he truly has a way to wake my grandmother!"
"You're mistaken. It's not 'perhaps'," Long Yi said with a smile. "Since Mr. Lu has decided to act, he will not fail. So, you don't need to worry too much."
"Who is he? How does he possess such abilities?" Yang Shiyun was astonished, her heart filled with questions. Lu Fan was so young, yet so extraordinary.
"To be honest, he might be your brother."
Gu Wen chuckled awkwardly, his response slightly delayed.
"My brother?"
Yang Shiyun was confused. "I only have a sister, and she's not here."
"I can't explain the specifics. Once my master cures the old lady, he will explain everything to you," Gu Wen said.
Yang Shiyun nodded slightly and looked back at the old lady. Her breathing had become steady, and her life force had returned.
Witnessing this scene, Old Mr. Han was incredulous. He never imagined things would turn out this way, and he was caught completely off guard.
"This is impossible! What kind of technique is this, to bring someone back from the dead!" Old Mr. Han's words were solemn, his face gradually darkening.
"The method is not important. What matters is that the old lady is safe!"
Lu Fan spoke, his expression grave. He knew very well that if he hadn't arrived in time, the old lady would have been in mortal danger.
"Young man, you truly are a peerless divine doctor! I never imagined you possessed such skill!"
Yang Shihai said with a smile. "You have truly astonished me!"
As he finished speaking, Lu Fan suddenly stood up and looked at Yang Shihai, a hint of tears in his eyes.
Although Yang Shihai didn't recognize him, Lu Fan felt a deep affection for the familiar eyes before him. He remembered that when he was a child, Yang Shihai had carved many wooden toys for him and often played with him.
"Young man, what's wrong?" Yang Shihai asked curiously. "Don't worry, now that the old lady's illness is cured by you, our Yang family will never treat you unfairly!"
"Uncle, have you forgotten me?" Lu Fan's voice rang out as he looked at Yang Shihai again.
Yang Shihai's body trembled. "You... you are Xiao Fan?"
"That's right, I am Xiao Fan!" Lu Fan nodded solemnly. "I didn't expect that after so many years, Uncle hasn't changed at all!"
"Xiao Fan, you are Xiao Fan?" Yang Shiyun exclaimed in surprise. "How could you be Xiao Fan! What exactly is going on! Wasn't the Lu family massacred 18 years ago?"
"The Lu family was indeed massacred 18 years ago, but I survived!"
Lu Fan's expression was solemn. "I didn't expect my maternal grandmother to fall ill. If I had arrived a day later, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life!"
"You are really Xiao Fan?" Yang Shihai was incredulous. He knew very well that during that great fire, the Lu family was wiped out, and even their Yang family was affected. He and Yang Shiwen had even been separated.
"I am truly Xiao Fan!"
Lu Fan nodded firmly. "Uncle, do you still remember the flying bird wood carving you made for me when I was a child?"
"Xiao Fan, you are truly Xiao Fan!"
Yang Shihai was overcome with emotion. He never imagined that Lu Fan was still alive. After all, no one dared to mention the Lu family massacre back then; everyone had perished. To think that Lu Fan was still alive.