Honghong pointed the camera at Ye Xingchen, then at the burned girl: "Even if she's saved, what good will it do? Her face will be disfigured, she'll be an ugly monster in the future. It's better to be dead than to live like this."
Ye Xingchen placed his hand on the injured girl's wrist, his brows furrowed slightly. The acupuncture had successfully protected her heart meridian, but her condition was still critical.
With a determined look, he solemnly took out a Soul-Locking Pill.
"What is this again?" Chen Wei looked at Ye Xingchen in surprise. He trusted Ye Xingchen's medical skills because the girl's condition had improved a lot after the acupuncture.
"Soul-Locking Pill," Ye Xingchen said.
"Is that the Soul-Locking Pill that's been all the rage lately? Starry Sky Group?" Chen Wei suddenly remembered. Recently, a drug that claimed to be able to bring the dead back to life had sold out. It seemed to be a product of a new company.
"That Soul-Locking Pill is the regular version, which has the functions of reducing fever and relieving pain, clearing heat and detoxifying, calming the nerves and opening the mind. It has excellent effects on cardiovascular, cerebrovascular, liver and lung diseases. This one is the original version that can bring the dead back to life, but the raw materials inside are too precious, so it cannot be mass-produced."
Ye Xingchen fed the medicine to the girl and then watched quietly, though his heart was bleeding.
Of the six Soul-Locking Pills, two were used to save people, and one was given to Ling Xingyan. Now he only has three left.
But today's fire was aimed at him, so he has an obligation to save the girl.
“Did you hear that, family? He claims his medicine can bring the dead back to life. He’s a complete fraud. I’m calling the police right now to have him arrested.” Honghong spurred on into her phone, “Give this guy a thumbs up! I’ll show him how expensive it is to slap me like that!”
She discovered that the slap she received today had an exceptionally good effect on her live stream, and she now has over 100,000 followers.
A group of brainless fans responded to her, harassing Ye Xingchen online, vowing to bring down Xingchen Group, and even insulting the injured girl, but some people still maintained basic rationality.
Ye Xingchen ignored the idiot and looked at the injured girl.
Less than two minutes later, the girl coughed twice and regained consciousness.
Moreover, the burns on her face healed and scabbed over at a visible speed, and in some places the scabs even fell off quickly after forming.
"Amazing, absolutely amazing!" Chen Wei was utterly astonished. The combination of the Soul-Locking Pill and the burn medicine had actually allowed the injury to heal so quickly. He knew that the wound wouldn't scab over and fall off for at least half a month. The girl, who was just on the verge of death, was now in stable condition.
"Yingying, how are you, Yingying?" Just then, a middle-aged couple ran over; these were the girl's parents.
"Dad, Mom, I'm alright. He... saved me." The girl was conscious and pointed at Ye Xingchen.
"Thank you so much. This is my daughter, Xie Ying. She's a reporter and came here today to do an interview. I never expected to encounter a fire." The girl's father excitedly grasped Ye Xingchen's hand. "My name is Xie An. This is my business card. Can I have your contact information?"
“Your daughter was badly injured just now, but she’s alright for now. She needs to rest at home, and I’ll prescribe a medicine for her to recover,” Ye Xingchen said.
"Okay, thank you." The girl's parents were extremely grateful. They had just seen their daughter's condition through the live broadcast and knew that she was struggling between life and death. If Ye Xingchen hadn't intervened, they probably wouldn't have been able to see their daughter again.
“Saving people is nothing special. You don’t have a medical license, you’re practicing medicine illegally. I’m calling the police to arrest you right now.” Honghong popped up again to make her presence known.
"Was that you doing a live stream? You just insulted my daughter, saying she was dead, and that even if she wasn't dead, she would be an ugly monster. And your brainless fans in the live stream were insulting her too?" the girl's mother said angrily.
"So what if I am? Am I not telling the truth?" Honghong said arrogantly, "Look at your daughter, she still has scars on her face."
"This isn't a scar, it's new skin. Because it's newly grown, it's delicate and doesn't match the color of the rest of your face. It will look exactly the same as before in a week and won't leave a scar," Ye Xingchen said.
"You say so, so it is? Practicing medicine without a license, just wait to be arrested." Honghong said smugly, "She'll be an ugly monster from now on. If she doesn't die from the fire this time, there will be a next time."
"Shut up!" the girl's father roared. "My name is Xie An, and I'm Xie An from the Provincial Propaganda and Culture Department, in charge of the dissemination of audiovisual cultural products."
"Just now during your live stream, you insulted the injured people and the young man who rescued them. You also lied about the death toll, claiming there were dozens of people, all for the sake of views. You are suspected of uncivilized live streaming and inflammatory language. I have now notified the relevant departments to stop your live stream. You can wait for the police to investigate your problems."
Honghong was stunned. Before she could react, her live stream crashed, and her account, which had millions of followers, was permanently banned.
"I didn't mean to, Minister Xie. I didn't know she was your daughter. Please give me a chance!" Honghong panicked and began to plead.
This is the propaganda department, which is already cleaning up some bad online celebrities, and she actually offended Xie An.
"You'll be investigated for your problems. This isn't the first or second time you've been suspected of spreading rumors. You'll be sentenced if necessary. The internet is not a lawless place," Xie An said angrily.
Soon, the police arrived at the scene, took Honghong away, and left. Holding her phone, she thought the whole world belonged to her, but after shedding her disguise, she was dejected.
The fire injured dozens of people, and Xie Ying, who was seriously injured, was rescued by Ye Xingchen.
During the fire, Ye Xingchen used his Soul-Locking Pill to save people in a live stream. Although he said during the live stream that the company produced the regular version, netizens no longer believed him.
With such a skilled doctor as the boss, how could the company's medicine be bad? Orders surged again, and although the flagship store was burned down, it brought Xingchen Group into the public eye.
Ye Xingchen didn't care about any of that. His online fame was just a passing fad. What he cared about more was how the fire actually started.
"Boss, we've found the arsonist, Johnny, the king of Middle Eastern mercenaries. He's also an assassin." Zhou Dazhu handed a file to Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen opened the document, which contained a photo of a curly-haired foreigner, along with some information about Johnny.
"He was a mercenary, participated in a city-wide massacre. Nicknamed 'The Butcher,' after retiring he became a lone assassin, participated in an assassination plot against the head of state of a small African country, and succeeded?" Ye Xingchen slammed the documents in his hand to the ground, closed his eyes, and said, "Who is the mastermind behind this?"
“Based on his entry records, his employer should be Na Yuanwu,” Zhou Dazhu replied.
“Young Master Na? It really is him.” Ye Xingchen’s eyes flashed with a sharp light: “I didn’t have time to deal with him, but he came knocking on my door first. In that case, I’ll go and make a move on his territory.”
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