Seeing Wang Yucui's somewhat strange expression, Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but feel a sudden jolt in his heart, and his brows wrinkled slightly.

They were all neighbors, and he knew Wang Yucui wasn't a petty person; she usually treated him with respect. Why would she now say such unwelcoming words?

Could it be... that Li Ermeng's family encountered some kind of trouble?

"How can you speak this way? Zhenfei is like a brother, when did he become an outsider?"

Li Ermeng was a rough man. Hearing his wife speak this way, he felt embarrassed in front of Ling Zhenfei. He immediately scolded his wife in a stern voice, "Besides, your nephew's issue, it's not that I don't want to help, but we really can't. Look at our family now, we're so poor we're about to pawn our pants, where would we get the money to lend?"

"No money to lend, no money to lend, all you ever say is no money to lend."

Wang Yucui was usually gentle, but at this moment, feeling anger burning inside, she exploded like a burst balloon at Li Ermeng's words: "How do you know your brother isn't here to borrow money? If he came to ask for money, would you lend it?"

"You!"

Li Ermeng's temper was bad to begin with. With his wife talking back to him, the fire in his heart flared up immediately. He reached out his hand, ready to hit her.

"Brother Meng Zi, don't get rough!"

Ling Zhenfei had listened for a moment and had figured out the crux of their argument. It seemed Wang Yucui thought he had come to borrow money from Li Ermeng.

"Sister Yucui, don't worry, I didn't come to borrow money from Brother Meng Zi."

Pulling Li Ermeng aside, Ling Zhenfei smiled gently at Wang Yucui before asking Li Ermeng, "Brother Meng Zi, is your family having some kind of difficulty?"

"This..." Li Ermeng, being a rough guy, turned red at the question from Ling Zhenfei and couldn't answer for a while.

Finally, he could only sigh and wave his hand: "Zhenfei, don't worry about me for now, just tell me what you came to see me about."

Seeing he couldn't get an answer from him, Ling Zhenfei turned to ask Wang Yucui, "Sister Yucui, tell me, what exactly is going on that you mentioned earlier?"

"Ah, Brother Afei, don't blame me for my poor attitude just now, it's just that... I've been overwhelmed lately!"

Seeing Ling Zhenfei's constant gentle demeanor, Wang Yucui felt guilty about her attitude earlier and explained in a low voice: "My elder brother's child was recently diagnosed with leukemia and sent to the city hospital. Just the surgery costs over half a million. My brother's family has scrounged together, but they're still twenty thousand short. Unfortunately, our family is poor, and we really don't have the money."

That's what it was!

Ling Zhenfei finally understood. No wonder Li Ermeng and his wife were so down; they were worried about their nephew's treatment!

"Yucui, this is a family matter, why are you talking about it outside?"

As Wang Yucui was speaking, Li Ermeng glared at her before turning to Ling Zhenfei and saying, "Zhenfei, don't mind her, women just talk too much. Let's talk about what you came to see me for today."

"Brother Meng Zi, what I came to see you for is not urgent."

Ling Zhenfei stopped Li Ermeng from speaking and solemnly said to the couple, "Brother Meng Zi, Sister Yucui, this twenty thousand isn't a big deal; I can lend it to you."

"What, Zhenfei, you want to lend us money? Where do you get that kind of money?"

Hearing that Ling Zhenfei had offered to lend them money, both Li Ermeng and Wang Yucui were astonished, barely believing their ears.

"Brother Meng Zi, don't ask me where I got the money from, it's definitely not stolen or robbed."

Ling Zhenfei responded with a calm and composed expression, then worriedly asked Wang Yucui, "Sister Yucui, to treat leukemia with Western medicine, a stem cell transplant, or bone marrow transplant is needed. Have you found a matching donor?"

Upon confirming Ling Zhenfei's genuine intention to lend them money, Wang Yucui felt she was getting excited.

Now, hearing this, her elegant eyebrows furrowed, and she shook her head worriedly: "All the family members have been tested, but none match. The doctor said, even if we gather the fifty thousand for treatment, we still can't perform the surgery without a match..."

Hearing this, Ling Zhenfei also furrowed his brows deeply and lowered his head as if he was in deep thought.

"Zhenfei..." Li Ermeng, a straightforward and loyal man, always regarded Ling Zhenfei as a brother and didn't want to make things difficult for him.

He was about to speak when he saw Ling Zhenfei suddenly raise his head and say, "Brother Meng Zi, Sister Yucui, it's getting late, don't think too much tonight. Rest well.

Tomorrow morning, we'll go to the city hospital together. I have a way to cure your nephew's illness, and it won't cost you a single cent in medical fees!"

What, Ling Zhenfei said he could cure their nephew's illness?

Both Li Ermeng and Wang Yucui were stunned.

They had watched Ling Zhenfei grow up and didn't know he was skilled in medical arts!

Hearing him suddenly saying he could treat the illness was as absurd as a fantasy to Li Ermeng.

Besides, his nephew had leukemia! Ling Zhenfei not only claimed he could cure it but also said it wouldn't cost a penny!

Was that even possible?

Though Li Ermeng found Ling Zhenfei's words unbelievable, he trusted his character, knowing he never lied, and had to harbor some doubts yet tentative belief.

The couple agreed to go with Ling Zhenfei to the city hospital the next morning.

After dinner, Ling Zhenfei returned home, locked his door, and began to meditate, letting his Divine Sense enter the Heaven-Dropping Essence Marrow space.

The Marrow Space was full of spiritual energy. Since receiving the inheritance from the Medical God, Ling Zhenfei had immersed himself in the space to cultivate whenever he had free time.

Although the cultivation time was short, he could clearly feel his Inner Strength gradually increasing. Compared to the True Yuan he drew into his body through martial arts practice, it was much purer.

The reason Ling Zhenfei confidently promised to treat Li Ermeng's nephew's leukemia was because he had memorized the "Immortal Herbs Farming and Medical Classic."

The "Immortal Herbs Farming and Medical Classic" was an unparalleled medical text containing numerous treatments for severe illnesses. It detailed a method for treating leukemia by using acupuncture along with traditional Chinese medicinal herbs, eliminating the need for stem cell transplants.

However, the classic set extremely high standards for the practitioner's acupuncture skills.

First, the doctor must master Inner Strength, and their Inner Strength must be profound enough to channel it into the needles to stimulate the patient's affected nerves.

To cure a leukemia patient, beyond requiring the doctor's substantial Inner Strength, another crucial factor was the necessity for an exceptionally calm mindset.

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