A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

In the office, the four exchanged pleasantries and took their seats, the aroma of tea just beginning to waft through the air.

Liang Jinzheng then cut to the chase: "Director Zhang, to be honest, after discussing it, the three of us unanimously agreed that Zheng Aniu's injuries required surgery. Any one of us could perform the surgery, but regarding the post-operative healing... frankly, we're not very optimistic."

Director Zhang remained calm, seemingly having anticipated this, and simply asked, "What do you all estimate is the likelihood of Zheng Aniu recovering his anatomical and physiological functions after surgery?"

The three exchanged glances, their eyes meeting for a moment. Finally, Professor Wu spoke: "Less than 40%."

Director Zhang nodded slightly. It was 10% more than he had anticipated—that certainly qualifying him as a master. As for the specific surgical plan, there wasn't much to discuss; it was the same old story: disassemble and reassemble.

The office fell silent for a moment. Director Zhang hesitated for a moment, then took an X-ray film from the drawer and placed it on the reader. It was an image of a fractured lower leg; the tibia and fibula were broken simultaneously, the two fractures being one above the other, offset by about seven or eight centimeters.

Director Zhang beckoned the three experts forward, pointed to the X-ray, and asked, "Gentlemen, what percentage of the anatomical position can be restored in this tibia and fibula fracture if manual reduction is used?"

Liang Jinzheng calculated in his mind: 70%.

Professor Wu Hao considers himself highly experienced: 80%.

After careful consideration, Vice President Yu Shudong said: "Eighty percent... a little more."

However, when the three spoke, the numbers they gave were increasingly higher—"80%!" "85%!" "90%!"

The markup was clearly substantial. But you can't blame the other two; Liang Jinzheng, so concerned with saving face, had to set such a high price right from the start. He was caught in a bind and had no choice but to raise the price as well.

Director Zhang smiled, said nothing, and took out another X-ray film and placed it on the screen.

The three experts took a closer look and gasped in unison—it was clearly an X-ray after manual reduction. The alignment and apposition of the two fractures were 100% perfect, as if they had never been there before.

After the initial shock, the three old faces flushed red.

This Director Zhang's medical skills are so superb, it's astounding! And these guys came all this way, acting so arrogantly and bossing him around. For a mere 20,000 or 30,000 yuan in consultation fees, they shamelessly traveled hundreds of kilometers to make a fool of themselves.

Of all evils, lust is the worst; greed is a knife hanging over one's head—greed is even more undesirable than lust.

In an instant, the three experts lost all interest, looking dejected and listless. The X-ray that Director Zhang had shown them was truly a slap in the face.

Seeing this, Director Zhang couldn't help but laugh again: "The three of you, I think you've all misunderstood. To tell you the truth, my skill level is really no match for yours. I can only recover to about 70% of this fracture at most."

"Then what's going on with this X-ray?" Liang Jinzheng and the others were completely confused. Those were clearly X-rays of the same person, one before repositioning and one after.

"I didn't do this," Director Zhang said slowly. "It was done by a young man who is not even twenty years old."

"What?" The three experts widened their eyes simultaneously.

"Moreover, this young man is currently in our orthopedic ward."

The three experts' eyes widened a few millimeters, and they looked at each other for a long while before almost saying in unison, "Quickly, introduce us to them!"

"No problem, let's go right now."

Director Zhang stood up in high spirits.

At that moment, he no longer felt that mentioning Gu Feng would be shameful.

Just seeing the humiliated expressions on the faces of these three arrogant and overbearing experts was enough to make the trip worthwhile. Gu Feng had really made him look good—even though he and Gu Feng hadn't had the slightest connection whatsoever yet.

However, there was no need to ask further. When Director Zhang and the three experts arrived at the ward excitedly, the bed was already empty. Gu Feng and Su Man'er had already run back to Bolan Street.

……

In the Ding family mansion, the morning light slanted in through the French windows and fell on the dining table.

Ding Lisheng picked up the knife and asked casually, "Han'er, has your grandfather had breakfast?"

"I ate a bowl of plain porridge." Ding Hanhan nodded.

Illness comes like a landslide, but recovery is like pulling silk from a cocoon. At Mr. Ding's age, even if the illness is completely cured, it will still take some time for him to recover.

Ding Lisheng said "Oh" and then remained silent.

"Dad—" Ding Hanhan suddenly spoke up, "There's something I want to tell you."

Ding Lisheng paused slightly as he cut his steak, glancing up at his daughter. Her expression was grave, unlike anything he'd seen before. He put down his knife and fork, waving to the housekeeper and nanny, "You may leave now."

The servants all left. Ding Hanhan looked around to make sure no one else was there before lowering her voice and saying, "Dad, something also happened to me while Grandpa was sick."

Then, she recounted the entire story of the assassination attempt she had encountered on her way to take Gu Feng home that day.

Ding Lisheng's face instantly darkened, his voice revealing a hint of shock and anger: "Who did this?"

Ding Hanhan shook her head.

"The police haven't found anything either?"

"No," Ding Hanhan shook her head again, "They said it's still under investigation."

Ding Lisheng fell silent, tapping his fingers on the table, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

Although he had many enemies, there were very few in this Shenzhen city who would dare to openly target Ding Lisheng's daughter.

Could it be the Huilong Society's doing?

His intuition told him that things were probably not that simple.

"Han'er," he looked up and said in a deep voice, "Leave this matter to Dad. From today onwards, I'll assign more people to accompany you, to and from school every step of the way. For your safety, try to stay home as much as possible lately, understand?"

"I know," Ding Hanhan replied obediently.

But she knew perfectly well that if she encountered a situation like last time, even with more people around her, she would still be doomed. Unless… that guy was there.

"Alright, once the people I called arrive, you can go to school. I'm going to the hospital first," Ding Lisheng said, standing up.

He went to the hospital, naturally because of Gu Feng's matter. Although Ding Hanhan really disliked this man, she couldn't help but ask, "Dad, do you think the Zheng and Chu families will let Gu Feng off easily?"

Ding Lisheng paused, turned around, and said in a calm tone, "As far as I know, although the brothers Chu Hanzhong and Chu Hanliang are upright and incorruptible, the five brothers of the Zheng family are no pushovers. Those two siblings provoked them and seriously injured Zheng Laosi and Zheng Laowu... No one would let this go unpunished."

He paused, a slight smirk playing on his lips, revealing a hint of disdain: "But it's nothing serious. No matter how arrogant the Zheng family is, in my eyes they're just a few grasshoppers jumping around happily. Now that I've intervened, if they still dare to cause trouble, they're just asking for trouble."

Ding Lisheng was never afraid of trouble. On the contrary, he was afraid of not having any trouble.

He glanced at his daughter, his tone softening, "Han'er, Gu Feng saved you and Grandpa, I'll remember that kindness. But this is something you can't control, so don't worry about it. Just focus on your studies, okay?"

"Okay." Ding Hanhan nodded.

She readily agreed, but the condition she had agreed to with Gu Feng kept replaying in her mind.

The thought of undressing in front of a man and revealing her body, which had never been seen by anyone before, made her cheeks flush slightly, and her heart pounded – she wasn't ready yet.

"I'm leaving now." Ding Lisheng stepped out the door. The henchman waiting outside had already opened the door of the black Mercedes and was bowing respectfully.

Indeed, Ding Lisheng is not the same person he used to be.

Twenty years ago, he was just a petty hoodlum at a fish stall in the market, riding a 28-inch Phoenix bicycle and getting beaten up every few days.

Twenty years later, he is the true leader of the Yihe Gang. He has twenty-one bosses under his command and thousands of brothers. With a stomp of his foot, the land of Shenzhen trembles.

Of course, the world is a big place, and the Yihe Gang isn't the only gang involved in organized crime. But in Shenzhen, apart from the small-time thugs, the only organization truly qualified to challenge the Yihe Gang is the Huilong Society.

The Yi Ho Gang's influence is entrenched in the inner ring.

What is the Inner Ring Road? It is the most prosperous area in Shenzhen, densely populated, commercially developed, and extremely lucrative.

To paraphrase a minor leader of a branch of the Yihe Gang: "When I went out onto the street, wow, the whole place was full of easy targets."

Huilong Society is an outsider; it emerged after Shenzhen was developed into a special economic zone.

Over the years, they have been ambitious and have continuously expanded their influence, always trying to break into the inner ring road, but each time they have been soundly defeated by the Yihe Gang. Therefore, their territory has always been concentrated in the outer ring road and the Dongguan area.

Ding Lisheng named his gang "Yi He" because he valued its large numbers, loyalty, and ruthlessness.

However, in terms of financial resources, the Yi He Gang is indeed no match for the Hui Long Society. The reason is simple: the Hui Long Society is backed by a conglomerate, and they dare to touch anything and make any kind of money, with no bottom line. The Yi He Gang is different; there are some things they can do, and some things they absolutely cannot do. For example, drugs—that's a line that Ding Lisheng has drawn. Whoever touches it dies, without exception.

In terms of bravery and courage, the two sides are evenly matched.

In terms of ruthlessness, Yihe is slightly inferior.

But when it comes to unity and loyalty, the Huilong Society falls far short.

However, whether it's the Yi He Gang or the Hui Long Society, in today's society governed by the rule of law, life in the underworld is becoming increasingly difficult. If gangsters don't cause any major trouble, they're fine, but once they're targeted, they're wiped out completely.

The number of times Ding Lisheng has been invited to the anti-triad unit for questioning over the years has increased exponentially.

He was brought to court several times, but he was lucky to have Attorney Chung backing him up, and each time the evidence was insufficient to formally convict him.

Even so, Ding Lisheng knew very well that the situation was becoming increasingly dire. If he didn't find a solution sooner or later, he would be doomed.

Therefore, in recent years he has become more and more low-key. He no longer directly appears in many matters and businesses, but instead retreats behind the scenes and lets his four uncles discuss and handle them.

Only when he absolutely cannot solve the problem will he personally take action.

A scene like last night's is definitely an exception.

His mind is no longer on shady dealings.

He used to use legitimate business to cover up his shady dealings, but now he's trying every means to clean up his shady dealings and combine them with his legitimate business, legalizing all his shady transactions.

But for someone who has been soaking in the black water for twenty years, how easy is it to wash their hands of the truth and get out of trouble? It would cost an immeasurable amount of money.

So when his father proposed shifting the future development of Yisheng Group entirely to the mainland, it was exactly what Ding Lisheng wanted—it was a perfect coincidence.

In his view, the Yi Ho Gang's businesses could be completely merged into the Yi Sheng Group.

Anyway, we're family, so let's not be two-faced. The younger brother will manage the overseas affairs, and I'll manage the domestic affairs. The two brothers will work together wholeheartedly. This will not only strengthen the old man's business, but also bring glory to the Ding family, and promote brotherly unity—a win-win-win situation.

Thinking of his younger brother Ding Lizhi, who was far away abroad, Ding Lisheng couldn't help but smile.

He himself was only two years short of graduating from Longchuan Elementary School in Shenzhen, but his younger brother is a master's student at Harvard Business School—the most highly educated member of the Ding family in history.

Come to think of it, it's been quite a few years since I've seen my younger brother. I wonder what he's become now.

Ding Lisheng sat in the back seat of the Mercedes, gazing at the street scenes rushing past the window, his thoughts drifting far away.

The car drove smoothly toward the hospital—where Gu Feng, who was giving him a headache, was waiting.