He raised one hand to hold the back of Yuan Xin's head, and with the other hand lifted her chin, kissing her forcefully.

Yuan Xin placed her hands on Zhang Fan's chest, her mind blank. Then she realized that Zhang Fan wasn't taking advantage of her, but was treating her illness.

Zhang Fan didn't move his tongue, but kept breathing into her. As she absorbed more and more air, the burning sensation became weaker and weaker.

Before, every breath she took felt like sucking in knives, and she could smell a strong stench of blood. After absorbing Zhang Fan's aura, the stench of blood gradually disappeared.

As her sense of smell gradually returned, the scent of Zhang Fan's masculine hormones lingered around her nose, causing Yuan Xin's heart to pound wildly.

Feeling Zhang Fan's strong heartbeat and firm muscles in her palm, Yuan Xin felt dizzy and lightheaded.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Xin felt the burning sensation on her skin subside.

Zhang Fan released his hands from the back of her head and slowly separated them: "It's alright."

Yuan Xin disliked the feeling of being apart from him. She forgot to think, nor did she want to think. She just instinctively wanted to hold him tighter, even tighter.

She took the initiative, grabbed Zhang Fan by the collar, pulled him closer, and then kissed him without hesitation.

At first, she took the initiative, like a raging lion displaying her passion. Just when she thought she was about to conquer Zhang Fan, he suddenly turned the tables and launched his own offensive.

Yuan Xin felt a surge of disbelief, almost unable to breathe, and the scene before her eyes began to glow.

"Yuan Xin, breathe quickly," Zhang Fan reminded her.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Xin gasped for breath, her mouth agape. She had almost forgotten to breathe after being kissed by Zhang Fan; it was truly embarrassing.

Seeing her embarrassed state, Zhang Fan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yuan Xin gave Zhang Fan a playful glare, then said, "Thank you for earlier."

Although she didn't know what Zhang Fan had done to her, she knew that her body didn't feel as uncomfortable as before.

Zhang Fan: "The situation was urgent, and that was the only thing I could do."

Yuan Xin was severely burned. If Zhang Fan were to transfer spiritual energy to her through her skin, he could save her life, but she would be left with scars.

Therefore, Zhang Fan could only use a direct method: to transfer spiritual energy through his mouth to help Yuan Xin recover as quickly as possible.

Her skin is only slightly burned; applying some burn ointment will help it heal.

Yuan Xin glanced at Fang Rong lying beside her: "Zhang Fan, how is Fang Rong?"

Zhang Fan: "The bleeding has stopped, and there is no immediate danger to his life."

Yuan Xin glanced back at the raging fire, then left with Zhang Fan.

...

While waiting at the elevator, Zhang Fan suddenly heard a wail.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Immediately, countless doctors rushed into the ward, and soon after, a roar could be heard: "Check again, there must be a way."

Zhang Fan thought the voice sounded familiar, and then he saw someone rush out of a nearby ward. The person staggered and looked around the corridor, seemingly looking for someone.

Su Bin, I heard his grandfather is hospitalized, so it must be in this hospital.

Upon seeing Zhang Fan, Sun Bin grabbed him like a drowning man grasping at a straw, pleading, "Dr. Zhang, please save my grandfather!"

Zhang Fan walked into the ward. Most of the doctors in the ward knew Zhang Fan's abilities, and they immediately made way for him.

He saw an elderly man with white hair lying on his back on the hospital bed, whose appearance was seven or eight parts similar to Su Bin.

The elderly woman with white hair had a thin face and bluish lips; the monitor showed a straight line representing the fetal heartbeat.

Su Bin's voice was trembling with tears: "I just went to get some food. He was fine before, but he was like this as soon as I came in."

Zhang Fan said calmly, "Don't worry, he will definitely be saved."

"Who are you?" a young doctor asked arrogantly.

Someone tugged at the man's sleeve. Last time, they had mocked Zhang Fan and ended up being frozen in place. He still vividly remembered that terrifying feeling: "Keep your voice down. Zhang Fan's medical skills are excellent."

The man scoffed, "That conman?"

"No, Zhang Fan is really capable."

"Hmph, only Western medicine is scientific; so-called traditional Chinese medicine is all fake!" the man said confidently.

"Who are you?" Zhang Fan frowned in displeasure.

The man raised his chin: "Xiang Zhi."

Zhang Fan: "I don't know him. Be more specific."

Xiang Zhi was taken aback: "I am a medical doctor who studied in the United States."

"so what?"

Xiang Zhi was speechless again, his face flushed red, and his voice rose a few decibels: "So my medical skills are better than yours, and you're not a doctor at the hospital, so get out of here!"

Zhang Fan sneered: "A piece of trash like you, you don't even know there's something wrong with your testicles."

Xiang Zhi's face darkened: "You're talking nonsense! Get out!"

Zhang Fan completely lost his patience, and flung out a silver needle, freezing Xiang Zhi in place.

Xiang Zhi was unable to move and was very unhappy. He glared fiercely at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan quickly walked to the old man's side and performed the Nine Life-Saving Needles.

The gleaming silver needles pierced nine major acupoints, their tips trembling slightly.

"Drip...drip...drip..."

His heartbeat, which had been flat, resumed its fluctuating rhythm. Old Master Su's previously ashen face gradually regained its color, and his chest even began to rise and fall.

Su Bin was shocked. He knew Zhang Fan was a skilled doctor, but he didn't know he was this skilled.

They actually saved a person who had been sentenced to death by medical expertise.

He had previously wanted to ask Zhang Fan to save his grandfather, but his grandfather felt that he was still in good health and refused no matter what.

Xiang Zhi stared at all this in disbelief. The doctors next to him cast sympathetic glances at him. They hadn't believed in Zhang Fan's medical skills before, but they were proven wrong.

Grandpa Su coughed softly, then slowly woke up.

He opened his cloudy eyes, his face filled with terror, and shouted, "You beast! I'm your grandfather! How dare you kill me!"

All eyes immediately fell on Su Bin, and the way they looked at him changed.

What did Grandpa Su mean by that?

Did Su Bin kill him?

After confirming that the person had passed away, they went out to call a doctor, but unexpectedly the person was brought back to life.

However, Su Bin's surprise when he saw Old Master Su wake up didn't seem fake.

Upon hearing those words, his expression showed no less surprise than anyone else's.

After saying this, Old Master Su closed his eyes and wouldn't wake up no matter how Su Bin called him.

"The person is already asleep," Zhang Fan explained.

Hearing this, Su Bin breathed a sigh of relief: "Dr. Zhang, what did my grandfather mean by what he just said? Could it be that he's lost his mind?"

Zhang Fan sneered: "Your grandfather has more than one grandson, doesn't he?"

Su Bin stared in astonishment, his mouth agape, unable to believe his ears.

The other grandson, isn't that Su Wang?

He immediately took out his phone and called the police.

"Hey, my grandpa's in the hospital. He said he was attacked by his grandson. Yes, I'm his grandson!"

Su Bin thought it sounded a bit outrageous, and continued, "I also have a younger brother. He was kicked out of the house and has now disappeared."