The crowd paused, and the movements of Dao Ba's two subordinates halted.
Dao Ba was also startled. He quickly looked at Jin Shiran, but seeing Jin Shiran's face still pale, he immediately gripped Jin Shiran's hand and said, "Mr. Jin, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. I will make this brat go down to accompany you to the grave!"
"What are you waiting for, hurry up and do it!" Dao Ba ordered his two subordinates again.
"Slap!"
Suddenly, the sound of a slap echoed in the private room.
Jin Shiran, who looked pale and seemingly weak, raised his hand and slapped Dao Ba across the face.
"I told you to stop! Are you deaf and can't hear me?!" Jin Shiran's angry voice rang out.
For a moment, the scene fell silent. The two young men who were about to act dared not move.
"Mr. Jin, are you... are you alright?" Feeling the forceful slap, Dao Ba was stunned and asked Jin Shiran with a look of disbelief.
"What? Are you hoping something happens to me?" Jin Shiran retorted coldly.
"No, no, no, Mr. Jin, how could I possibly have such a thought? You are my reborn parents. How can a child not wish their parents well?" Dao Ba explained in a panic.
Jin Shiran ignored Dao Ba and turned his gaze to Chen Fan.
"Doctor Chen, your medical skills are truly renowned. After these few needles, I immediately felt my breathing become smooth, and the previous coughing and wheezing disappeared," Jin Shiran exclaimed, marveling at Chen Fan's medical skills.
"Mr. Jin, you... you mean his treatment is effective?" Dao Ba asked, his eyes wide, unable to contain himself.
"Haven't I been breathing smoothly without coughing for so long? Can't you tell?"
"But, but your complexion is still very pale," Dao Ba said, looking at Jin Shiran's pale face.
Jin Shiran glanced at a bodyguard.
The bodyguard quickly understood and took out his phone from his pocket, opening the front-facing camera.
Jin Shiran looked at his complexion on the phone screen and frowned slightly. He could indeed feel that besides his breathing being smooth, his body still felt weak.
"Mr. Jin, you probably haven't eaten much recently, have you?" Chen Fan asked.
Jin Shiran nodded.
Since being diagnosed with cancer, he had been unable to eat and sometimes even vomited.
"Your pale complexion is due to malnutrition. Eat more food, and it will naturally recover," Chen Fan said.
Jin Shiran's furrowed brow suddenly relaxed. "Does that mean, Doctor Chen, that my illness has been cured?"
Chen Fan shook his head. "No, if cancer and tuberculosis were so easily cured, so many people wouldn't die."
"I will prescribe you a few doses of Chinese medicine. One to inhibit the growth of cancer, one to treat tuberculosis, and combined with my acupuncture treatment, once the tuberculosis is cured and your body's functions recover, you can undergo surgery for removal. Then your illness will be completely cured."
Hearing Chen Fan's words, Jin Shiran finally saw a glimmer of hope for survival, and a joyful smile appeared on his pale face. "Good, good, good!"
He also promised, "Doctor Chen, as long as you can cure my illness, I, Jin Shiran, will agree to any request you make!"
"Mr. Jin! You..." Dao Ba was stunned.
However, before he could finish speaking, he was glared at by Jin Shiran, who dared him to speak further.
In front of the ruler of Jiangcheng's underground forces, he, Dao Ba, truly dared not be presumptuous.
Chen Fan glanced at Dao Ba, whose face was extremely grim. "My request is very simple. Give Da Xiong his business back, and all of Dao Ba's businesses will also be handed over to Da Xiong."
"What?!"
"You brat, aren't you too greedy! My hard-earned businesses, why should they all be yours!" Dao Ba glared at Chen Fan furiously.
Chen Fan remained silent and looked at Jin Shiran.
He knew that Jin Shiran was the only one who truly had authority here.
Jin Shiran pondered for a moment and nodded. "Alright, I can agree to that."
"Mr. Jin!" Dao Ba could no longer hold back and looked at Jin Shiran with pain. Those were his life's work!
Jin Shiran glanced at Dao Ba. "Is my life, Jin Shiran's life, worth less than your damned businesses?"
Hearing Jin Shiran's words, Dao Ba's face looked worse than crying. How could he answer? How could he answer? If he truly angered Jin Shiran, all his years of hard work would likely be in vain!
But he really didn't want to let Da Xiong off so easily. He quickly said, "Mr. Jin, I think even if we give it to them, we shouldn't give it all at once. Let's give them a portion first, and after your illness is cured, we can give them the rest. Everything I have was given to me by you, Mr. Jin. As long as your illness can be cured, even if you ask for my life, Dao Ba will not frown."
As Dao Ba spoke these words, his heart was bleeding.
"Hmm, you are thoughtful," Jin Shiran finally nodded with satisfaction.
Dao Ba's gaze turned to Chen Fan and Da Xiong, his eyes wishing he could tear them apart.
"Then it's settled. Dao Ba will hand over half of his businesses to you first. The rest will be given to you after my illness is cured," Jin Shiran said to Chen Fan and Da Xiong.
Da Xiong immediately showed joy. "Thank you, Mr. Jin!"
In his opinion, as long as his business could be saved, it was fine. After all, these KTVs involved the livelihoods of so many people.
Just then, the door of the private room was suddenly opened, and a man walked in, approaching Jin Shiran and whispering a few words.
Jin Shiran then nodded and looked at Chen Fan and the others. "Doctor Chen, I had originally planned to invite you to dine in the adjacent private room as a thank you. However, an important guest has suddenly arrived, so I ask for your understanding."
Chen Fan smiled calmly. "Mr. Jin, please attend to your business. It's getting late, and we were planning to leave anyway. I will leave the prescription behind. I usually see patients at Jiangcheng Mental Hospital and Longgang Hospital. If you have time, Mr. Jin, you can come find me there."
Jin Shiran smiled and nodded. "This is the first time I, Jin Shiran, have gone to a hospital for treatment. You are also the first doctor who has made me go to a hospital."
Given his status, which doctor didn't come to him for service?
After speaking, Jin Shiran stood up and left the private room with everyone, intending to change into clean clothes in the bedroom of the private club.
In the private room, only Chen Fan, Da Xiong, and Dao Ba with his two subordinates remained for a moment.
"Dao Ba, how does it feel to lift a rock only to drop it on your own foot?" Da Xiong asked with a cold laugh.
Dao Ba's face was extremely gloomy. He stood up angrily. "Da Xiong, don't celebrate too soon. I will kill you sooner or later!"
After uttering a harsh threat, Dao Ba left the private room with his two subordinates.
Chen Fan and Da Xiong had no intention of staying there any longer. Seeing Dao Ba leave in frustration, they also walked out of the private room.
Just as Chen Fan and the two left the private club, in the most luxurious private room of the club, Jin Shiran, who had changed into clean clothes, walked in. Seeing a middle-aged man on the sofa, he quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"Mr. Liu, what wind brings you here? Your visit truly brings glory to my humble establishment."
The middle-aged man looked arrogant and waved his hand. "I've come to ask you to cripple someone for me."
"Oh? May I ask which blind fool dared to offend you, Mr. Liu?" Jin Shiran asked with some surprise.
The middle-aged man took out a photograph and handed it to Jin Shiran. "He didn't offend me, but the Liu family. He cannot die yet, or it will be troublesome. Therefore, the request is only to cripple him."
Jin Shiran respectfully took the photograph. However, the moment Jin Shiran saw the figure in the photograph, his expression froze!