Strongest Medical Saint

When an unusual emotion was sprouting in Su Jingyu's heart, the ringtone of her cellphone in her pocket sounded.

Startled back to reality, her face flushed red, "Put me down."

Shen Feng realized he had placed his hands in the wrong spot. Pretending to be unaware, he let Su Jingyu down from his embrace.

Standing on her feet, her calves still felt a bit weak, she glared fiercely at Shen Feng.

Seeing that it was the hospital director who had called, Su Jingyu pressed the answer button, and her face gradually became anxious. After hanging up the phone, she hastily said, "I need to head back to the hospital right away. A serious traffic accident happened near our hospital, and so far, dozens of casualties have been brought in, with the number still increasing. The hospital can't cope."

As she flagged down a cab, Su Jingyu continued, "Shen Feng, what's your cell phone number?"

Shen Feng replied, "I don't have a phone."

As though she had expected Shen Feng to say this, Su Jingyu thrust her cellphone into Shen Feng's hand, "Don't turn it off. I will call you. If you dare not to answer my calls, the next time I see you, I will scream that you harassed me."

Without waiting for Shen Feng to respond, Su Jingyu hurriedly got into a taxi that stopped in front of her.

She had thought to herself that Shen Feng might know some medical skills and wanted to ask him to help out.

But she was just an intern now. Bringing someone not from the hospital along, if a medical incident occurred, that would be a huge problem.

Reflecting on being held in Shen Feng's arms just moments ago, she felt an unprecedented sense of security.

Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Su Jingyu silently cursed herself, "Su Jingyu, what are you thinking? You can't possibly be taking a liking to that bastard, can you?"

Pushing these thoughts aside, she knew the situation at the hospital must be very bad; otherwise, they wouldn't have called even an intern like her over in an emergency.

After watching Su Jingyu's taxi disappear from view, Shen Feng picked up the torn snake skin bag he had dropped on the ground.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Nobody would guess that this tattered snake skin bag contained a total of 1.4 million in cash.

Shen Feng had no interest in the severe traffic accident Su Jingyu mentioned. Although his medical skills were exquisite, he didn't want to invite trouble for himself. He didn't even have a medical license; would the doctors at the hospital dare to let him treat patients?

With time to spare, he decided on the spur of the moment to try his luck at Antique City, to see if he could find jade or antiques containing spiritual energy.

Originally, he planned to visit Rare Treasures Pavilion tomorrow to pick up his identity card before making a trip to Antique City. But he was free now anyway.

Now that he had 1.4 million in cash, Shen Feng naturally would not walk all the way there. He pulled out a hundred yuan banknote from the snake skin bag and took a taxi directly.

After arriving at Antique City.

Shen Feng had not planned to go to Fatty Qian's Rare Treasures Pavilion, saving that visit for the next day to pick up his replaced identity card.

After all, Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong had been quite dismissive previously, not believing his prophecy of impending doom.

But as he entered Antique City, his gaze immediately shifted towards the location of Rare Treasures Pavilion.

His brows furrowed tightly, his eyes filled with a mix of seriousness and confusion. He mumbled to himself, "What's going on? Yin Qi has turned into malevolent energy? Although the saber inside Rare Treasures Pavilion had rich Yin Qi, it shouldn't have transformed into malevolence this quickly."

Black malevolent energy was seen rising constantly from the direction of Rare Treasures Pavilion, invisible to the ordinary eye.

"It seems that something unexpected has occurred. Looking at the situation, if the malevolence is not dispelled, Fatty Qian won't even survive today."

After hesitating for two seconds.

Shen Feng shook his head, "Well, the malevolent energy is useful to me now. I might as well go to Rare Treasures Pavilion again."

After making up his mind, he immediately walked toward the Rare Treasures Pavilion. If Fatty Qian still refused to believe him, he would leave without hesitation. After all, he didn't have to absorb the negative energy here; he could just let Fatty Qian fend for himself.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the Rare Treasures Pavilion.

Shen Feng had come to understand that it was not just as simple as Yin Qi transforming into evil within the pavilion, but that the Blade Wraith had materialized.

Looking into the pavilion, one could see a giant, faintly visible black crescent blade hovering above the hall.

This was the Blade Wraith!

The naked eye of an ordinary person could not see the Blade Wraith at all.

Shen Feng then glanced at an antique shop across from the Rare Treasures Pavilion and saw two coffins inside, around which several people seemed to be arranging a mourning hall.

It looked like the antique shop across the street had experienced deaths, and not just one, but two.

According to Shen Feng's previous estimates, Fatty Qian was not in immediate danger, but contrary to expectations, two people had died in the antique shop across the way.

It is well known that the Yin Qi of the deceased is incredibly dense. The ancient crescent blade displayed on the counter of the Rare Treasures Pavilion must have sensed the Yin Qi of the dead and absorbed it, which accelerated the formation of the Blade Wraith.

After all, there was only a passage separating the Rare Treasures Pavilion from the antique shop across the street, a distance through which the Yin Qi-filled blade could easily draw over the deceased's energy.

Once the Blade Wraith has formed, it becomes very dangerous. Almost all who come into contact with it will encounter misfortune or death.

As Shen Feng was about to enter the Rare Treasures Pavilion.

A customer inside just happened to be leaving, and Fatty Qian, listless, personally stood up to see the customer out.

Upon seeing Shen Feng, his entire chubby face lit up with excitement.

Wang Anxiong, who was sitting in a chair, also wanted to get up, but Shen Feng gestured for them to remain silent. He then warned the departing customer, "It's better for you not to leave right now. You have been contaminated with the Blade Wraith, and I fear you may accidentally meet with death."

The person leaving the Rare Treasures Pavilion was an old customer, who ran a jewelry company in Wuzhou and was fairly wealthy. He had a strong interest in antiques.

Upon hearing Shen Feng's words, Fatty Qian quickly said to the middle-aged man, "Old Li, you might as well stay in my shop a little longer. I'll brew another pot of good tea for you."

Middle-aged man Old Li on hearing this.

His face showed dissatisfaction as he looked at the young man in front of him, seemingly around twenty years old. Filled with disdain and scorn in his heart, he considered himself worldly and never believed in such talk of fate. Especially not when it came from a youngster who had not yet 'grown his feathers.'

Old Li patted Fatty Qian and said, "I know your luck has been bad these past two days, but don't fall for the words of this kid. I'll meet with an accidental death today? I'd like to see for myself how I'm going to die."

"I have a dinner to attend tonight, so I'll be leaving now. I'll come back to your store the day after tomorrow."

Disregarding Fatty Qian's plea.

Old Li left the Rare Treasures Pavilion without a second thought, and just as he passed an antique shop next to the pavilion.

The Blade Wraith clinging to his body took effect. The wraith detached from his body and shot upwards rapidly.

A flowerpot that was originally sitting on a second-floor windowsill fell directly under the influence of the Blade Wraith.

With a "bang!"

It landed right on Old Li's head, covering him in blood instantly, and he collapsed to the ground.