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Looking at Feng Yizhen's horrified expression, Song Xiaoxiao was a little curious.

"Using qi to strike acupoints? What is that?"

Feng Yizhen suppressed his excitement and explained, "Using Qi to stimulate acupoints refers to repairing organs without needling. This method requires decades of accumulated internal Qi. Even seasoned doctors in their seventies or eighties would find it difficult to accumulate such pure Qi. Master, you are only in your early twenties, yet your medical skills and internal strength have both reached their peak. You are simply a once-in-a-century prodigy!"

Although Song Xiaoxiao couldn't understand what Feng Yizhen was saying, just by looking at Feng Yizhen's admiring expression, she knew that Su Hao must be doing something amazing, and her previous prejudices faded a little.

That scoundrel actually has some skill!

About half a minute later, Su Hao withdrew his hand.

Ma Teng's originally sallow face had regained its color, and his breathing had become much more steady.

However, Su Hao did not pursue further treatment.

"I only repaired the blockage in the lung meridian caused by Dr. Feng's accidental stab. I did not eradicate the deep-seated spleen and kidney injuries that had accumulated in Old Master Ma's body over decades."

Ma Fei frowned: "What do you mean? If it can be cured, why not treat it?"

"It can be cured, but why should I seek treatment?"

Su Hao chuckled and said, "Didn't you just question my medical skills? Since you don't trust me, then you should find someone more skilled."

Ma Fei's face turned pale and then red.

He knew, of course, that Su Hao was deliberately putting him in a difficult position, but his father's health really couldn't withstand any more delay.

"How much? Name your price!"

"I don't want money!"

Su Hao held up one finger: "But I have one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

"Stand on this street and shout three times: 'I was wrong!'"

Ma Fei's face was ashen.

He's the heir to the Ma family!

He is always fawned over and flattered by everyone he goes out to!

When have I ever bowed my head?

Su Hao actually made him stand on the street and apologize like a primary school student?

This is worse than killing him!

"impossible."

Ma Fei said coldly, "Change the terms."

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Su Hao shrugged.

"you……"

Ma Fei clenched his fists, but finally suppressed his anger, helped Ma Teng to his feet, and walked out of Huichuntang.

Feng Yizhen walked to Su Hao's side and whispered, "Master, Ma Fei is arrogant and cares a lot about his reputation. The Ma family is also a top-tier wealthy family in Jinling. There is no way he would admit his mistake in public. Why don't we compromise and change the terms? What if Old Ma's condition worsens halfway and someone dies? That would be troublesome."

With his hands in his pockets, Su Hao watched the departing figures of the Ma father and son, and said with a confident and calm tone, "Don't worry, Old Ma's health should hold up for another two or three days without any problems."

"As for admitting his mistake, he definitely will!"

Song Xiaoxiao interjected, "Why?"

"Because his father's life is still in my hands." Su Hao stood with his hands behind his back.

"If he doesn't bow his head today, he'll have to bow his head tomorrow; if he doesn't bow his head tomorrow, he'll have to bow his head the day after, unless he wants to see his father off in his final days."

Song Xiaoxiao thought to herself, "This guy looks carefree, but he's very shrewd and calculating. He won't suffer the slightest loss."

Feng Yizhen knew that Su Hao was a man of principle, so he didn't say much. Instead, he respectfully cupped his hands and said, "Master, thanks to your intervention that stabilized Elder Ma's injuries, otherwise my reputation would have been completely ruined."

"You just mentioned wanting to buy top-quality ginseng, right? Huichuntang's warehouse has all kinds of century-old wild ginseng, and we'll give them all to you for free!"

"One thing at a time!"

Su Hao waved his hand, making his attitude very clear.

"I intervened to keep Old Ma in check earlier because of your long-standing friendship with Old Master Li. Business is business, but I will pay you exactly what the price of the medicinal herbs is."

"Alright then." Feng Yizhen couldn't persuade Su Hao's stubbornness, so she could only sigh helplessly and lead Su Hao and Song Xiaoxiao toward the ginseng section in the inner courtyard.

Passing through the corridor filled with medicine cabinets, a large bamboo woven trash can stands in the corner, filled with broken, insect-eaten, and bruised discarded medicinal herbs.

Su Hao paused, his nose twitched slightly, and a pure and rich spiritual energy wafted out from the crack of the trash can, so dense that it almost solidified.

Others could not discern the aura of the spiritual materials, but he possessed the body of a true dragon, and his sensitivity to the spiritual objects of heaven and earth far surpassed that of ordinary people.

"etc."

Su Hao stopped, bent down and rummaged through a pile of rotten herbs for a while, and pulled out a piece of dried ginseng with a grayish appearance and most of its edges broken.

Most of the ginseng rootlets were broken, and the outer skin was dry and cracked, making it look like a substandard medicinal material that had been stored for many years and had completely lost its effectiveness.

Upon seeing this, Feng Yizhen casually explained, "Master, this is a piece of bad ginseng that was cleared out of the warehouse a few days ago. Its roots are all broken, its appearance is ruined, and its medicinal effects have dissipated. I originally planned to burn it this evening, so there's nothing to see."

Song Xiaoxiao also came over to take a look, and thought that the ginseng was gray and tattered, not even as good as the inferior products from street stalls. She asked in confusion, "This broken ginseng looks like it's about to fall apart, why did you pick it up?"

Su Hao ran his fingertips along the broken surface of the ginseng, a glint of light in his eyes: "This is no ordinary old ginseng; it is a blood-enhanced ginseng that has been extinct for thousands of years. Ordinary storage will only cause it to dry out and fade. Only by nourishing it with human essence and blood can its original spiritual energy be awakened and its true form revealed."

"Blood-enhancing ginseng?"

Feng Yizhen was immediately taken aback: "I only read about it in rare medical books from the Sui and Tang dynasties. It's long since extinct. How could it have ended up in my warehouse's junkyard?"

Su Hao guessed, "It must have been mixed in with a batch of old ginseng in the early years. Because it has not been nourished by essence and blood for many years, it has always maintained the appearance of being withered and was discarded as waste ginseng."

He leaned closer to smell it, then gently scratched the texture of the ginseng's surface with his fingertip, before doing something that left Feng Yizhen and Song Xiaoxiao speechless.

Su Hao bit the tip of his index finger, squeezed out a drop of bright red blood, and dripped it onto the ginseng.

The moment the blood fell on the surface of the ginseng, a strange change occurred!

The ginseng, which was originally grayish-yellow and cracked, turned crimson at a visible speed the moment it came into contact with fresh blood. The red lines spread rapidly along the veins of the ginseng root, and the entire ginseng turned red as if it were burning.

The shriveled ginseng frantically absorbed the life force contained in the blood, gradually expanding and stretching. In just a few breaths, it grew from a defective piece the size of a palm to the height of a hand.

The ginseng roots stretched out vigorously, surrounded by a faint red glow, and a rich spiritual energy wafted over, making the medicinal fragrance in the entire Huichun Hall suddenly several times more mellow.

"this……"

Feng Yizhen stared in disbelief, his legs trembling slightly as he stared intently at the crimson ginseng, his breathing becoming rapid.

"My God, this really is a ginseng that has been exposed to blood for a thousand years!"

"Legend has it that this ginseng can revive the dead, heal flesh and bones, strengthen the body's foundation, and cleanse the marrow and meridians. It is priceless and unavailable anywhere in the world!"

"I've lived my whole life, and only today have I truly seen what's to come!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke: "If this ginseng were auctioned off, it would be worth at least this much."

Seeing Feng Yizhen hold up one finger, Song Xiaoxiao tentatively asked, "One million?"

"No!"

Feng Yizhen shook his head.

"It's ten million!"

"Moreover... it's priceless and unavailable!"