Yang Ying'er felt powerless, but she still did not give up.

"Mom, do you know who Qin Feng is...?"

"Smack!"

Ning Feng slapped Yang Ying'er across the face again. "I told you to shut up, didn't you hear me?"

Yang Ying'er was so angry she felt like she was going to vomit blood. Her mother was driving her father to his death!

"Mom, Qin Feng is..."

"Smack!"

Before Yang Ying'er could finish speaking, she received another slap from Ning Feng.

"Smack!"

Qin Feng couldn't stand it any longer and slapped Ning Feng across the face.

Ning Feng was stunned. "You...you actually dared to hit me?"

Qin Feng didn't say anything, but kicked her directly. With a "bang", Ning Feng flew three or four meters away and crashed heavily to the floor.

"ah..."

Ning Feng was in so much pain that she clutched her stomach, rolled around in agony, and screamed, tears streaming down her face.

Yang Ying'er was completely terrified; she never expected Qin Feng to be so ruthless.

Wu Hao was stunned for a moment, then roared, "You brat, how dare you..."

"Bang"

Before Wu Hao could finish speaking, Qin Feng kicked him three or four meters away, where he crashed to the floor and howled in pain.

Qin Feng glanced at Ning Feng and Wu Hao, cursing under his breath. "Damn it, who gave you the guts to yell at me on my turf?"

"Get up and get out of here, or you'll be crawling out of here!"

Yang Ying'er's face turned deathly pale. "Qin Feng, please..."

"Don't beg me, it's no use!" Qin Feng interrupted Yang Ying'er coldly, then walked to Ning Feng's side and picked up the exquisite wooden box that had just fallen to the ground.

He had just sensed the pure spiritual energy fluctuations inside the exquisite wooden box; if he wasn't mistaken, it should be the Blood Jade Lingzhi.

He opened it and saw that it was indeed a Blood Jade Lingzhi, and it was at least seven thousand years old.

He was overjoyed, but on the surface he remained calm and simply closed the wooden box.

Then, he turned to Yang Ying'er and said calmly, "Tell me, how much money do you need?"

Yang Ying'er's face was extremely pale. Without the slightest hesitation, she knelt down with a thud.

"I don't want money, I just beg you to save my father's life!"

"Even if it's just to let him live for another month, I'll do it!"

"If you agree, I can grant you any request!"

I'm begging you!

After saying that, Yang Ying'er kowtowed to Qin Feng with great force, and a bruise appeared on her forehead immediately.

But she seemed oblivious, continuing to kowtow while begging Qin Feng to save Yang Zhenyuan.

Qin Feng looked at Yang Ying'er and suddenly felt a pang of pity.

Although Ning Feng was despicable and infuriated him, Yang Ying'er did not; instead, she kept trying to stop Ning Feng's behavior.

Now he's even kowtowing to him, and he doesn't care if he gets disfigured.

Yang Ying'er is a top-tier celebrity. If she were to be disfigured, even if her husband is a big shot in the entertainment industry, her career would definitely be ruined.

He looked down at the wooden box containing the Blood Jade Lingzhi. This thing could help him break through any bottleneck at a crucial moment in the future.

For him, it was priceless; no amount of money could buy it.

Just as Qin Feng was about to agree, Ning Feng, enduring the pain, stood up and glared angrily at Qin Feng, shouting.

"Boy, how dare you hit me, you..."

"Mom, haven't you made enough of a scene?" Yang Ying'er roared. "Do you even know who Qin Feng is?"

"He is the owner of Emperor International Hotel and also the owner of Fengqing Group!"

"You're asking for death by yelling at him like that!"

Ning Feng was stunned. "This...how is this possible?"

Wu Hao's face turned deathly pale, he broke out in a cold sweat, and trembled violently.

Fengqing Group is a terrifying entity that ranks among the top fifty in China.

Thinking about how he had treated Qin Feng before, he felt like dying.

Yang Ying'er's expression softened slightly. "Mom, how could I possibly lie to you?"

"Qin Feng is not short of money at all, so what reason would he have to lie to me?"

"His medical skills are really amazing, I believe in him."

Although Ning Feng still didn't believe it, she figured it was better to believe it than not, so she wisely kept quiet.

Yang Ying'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at Qin Feng and said, "As long as you save my dad, I can grant you any request!"

"I'd even sleep with you if you wanted me to!"

Qin Feng stared at Yang Ying'er in astonishment, never expecting her to say such a thing.

However, it's understandable; most children would probably go to any lengths for their parents.

"Get up. I can help, but I'll only extend your father's life by one month, and I guarantee he won't suffer from illness during that month!"

Yang Ying'er's face lit up with joy, and she quickly kowtowed. "Thank you!"

Ning Feng and Wu Hao exchanged a glance, both utterly shocked.

Although it was hard to believe that Qin Feng would say such a thing at this time, they believed it.

Because they all knew that Qin Feng had no reason to lie.

Qin Feng didn't say anything more. He walked straight to Yang Zhenyuan, then took out his silver needle kit and took out a few silver needles to perform acupuncture.

Acupuncture?

Ning Feng and Wu Hao looked at each other, not believing that acupuncture could improve Yang Zhenyuan's condition.

However, they dared not voice their doubts.

Yang Ying'er frowned slightly, suddenly feeling that Qin Feng was unreliable, but she did not voice her doubts to avoid causing any further trouble.

After the acupuncture was finished, Qin Feng placed his right hand on Yang Zhenyuan's lung, and a surge of spiritual energy entered the location of the tumor, killing part of the virus.

In that case, Yang Zhenyuan could live another month without any problems.

Qin Feng quickly removed the silver needles and threw them into the trash can next to him.

Then, Qin Feng looked at Wu Hao and said, "You examine him."

Upon hearing this, Wu Hao didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately ran over to check on Yang Zhenyuan's physical condition.

Is that all?

Yang Ying'er and Ning Feng exchanged a glance, both somewhat incredulous that Yang Zhenyuan's condition had improved so easily.

After a thorough examination, Wu Hao exclaimed in shock.

"It's actually...getting better!"

"This...how is this possible? How can acupuncture have such miraculous effects?"

Yang Ying'er and Ning Feng were both surprised and delighted, exclaiming in unison, "It's really getting better? You're not mistaken, are you?"

Wu Hao took a deep breath and said with absolute certainty, "There's absolutely no way I'm wrong, Mr. Yang's condition has truly improved!"

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I should have no problem living for another month."

“Look at his complexion, it’s visibly improving now.”

Yang Ying'er and Ning Feng subconsciously looked at Yang Zhenyuan's face, and sure enough, his originally pale complexion had become somewhat rosy and was continuing to improve.

They were shocked and gasped in surprise.

The simple technique of acupuncture has such miraculous effects; who would believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?