"Both of you, look carefully. Today, I will be using the energy-locking needle, which can control a person's vital energy, preserving the patient's life and treating various stubborn illnesses.

As he spoke, his hand flashed with a cold light, and then, like a fleeting shadow, a silver needle, with lightning speed, was inserted directly into Noding Hanni's back.

"The art of needling requires speed, precision, and ruthlessness, otherwise it can bring suffering to the patient, which is a great taboo," Gu Jianchou spoke, his face showing a solemn expression.

At this moment, he was no longer imposing, but truly transformed into a healer. His spirit was intensely focused, and then, several dark and heavy needles fell in succession on the crucial acupoints.

Completing all of this with ease, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief. At this moment, the energy-locking needle had been successfully executed, and they could move on to the next step.

Watching Gu Jianchou complete the application of the energy-locking needle, Bidegla was also astonished, as he had been using his clairvoyant ability to observe Noding Hanni's condition.

He didn't understand which acupoints the energy-locking needle had been inserted into, but he could see that at the moment the needle was executed, all the black energy surging within Noding Hanni's body came to a halt.

It was as if a tranquilizer had been injected, causing the black energy to completely stop, which was quite miraculous.

"Hey!" Suddenly, Gu Jianchou shouted and slapped Noding Hanni's back. The force of this slap was terrifying, causing even Bidegla and Stuart Buzer to be taken aback, thinking that Gu Jianchou had murderous intentions.

But this person in front of them was an immensely respected figure, and killing him would likely result in their deaths no matter where they fled.

Fortunately, Gu Jianchou's slap, although formidable, was not lethal. Waves of white mist emanated from his arm, and when his palm landed on Noding Hanni's back, it was incredibly gentle.

The power flowed from Gu Jianchou's hand into Noding Hanni's body, and mist continued to rise from both of them, resembling a scene from a martial arts film on television.

Of course, only people like Bidegla and Stuart Buzer could see all of this, while others could not see anything at all.

Using his clairvoyant ability, Bidegla could see the black energy within Noding Hanni's body being forced out, a process that took almost ten minutes to complete.

"Alright, I will prepare an herbal prescription for you to take on time when you get home," Gu Jianchou said calmly, retracting his hand.

"The divine physician's methods are truly remarkable. I feel much more comfortable now. It seems that the traditional Chinese medicine of our Huaxia is reliable," Noding Hanni laughed, appearing to be in good spirits.

"I have only helped with the superficial issues. As for addressing the root cause, it will take at least a month. Let me know when you have the time to come back," Gu Jianchou said, still without a hint of a smile.

However, Noding Hanni was already accustomed to his expression, and said, "I wonder what kind of compensation the divine physician requires?"

At this point, his expression also became solemn, because he understood that getting Gu Jianchou to take action would come at a great cost.

He had no choice but to endure the pain, otherwise, he wouldn't have come here at all.

"I don't need any compensation, I only need a promise from you," Gu Jianchou said, causing Noding Hanni's expression to change slightly.

"Don't worry, the promise I require won't violate any laws, nor will it be detrimental to you. You can even choose not to promise me anything," Gu Jianchou said.

"Heh, the divine physician jests. What kind of promise do you need? Can you tell me?" Noding Hanni smiled slightly, as if relieved.

As long as it didn't violate any laws, there wouldn't be much of a problem. In the vast land of Huaxia, there were probably few people who dared not to listen to what he said."

"At that time, you only need to help me with one thing. As for what that is, I haven't decided yet. We'll talk about it later," Gu Jianchou said lightly.

"Okay," Noding Hanni nodded, then solemnly said, "If you really need my help with something, I won't refuse at all."

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After saying this, he put on his clothes and said, "I'm leaving now, as my time for travel is short, so I can't stay long. I bid you farewell."

"Just wait a moment, I will write out your prescription for you," he said as he took out paper and pen, quickly jotting down some things.

Taking the prescription, Noding Hanni thanked him again, then left. As a national leader, he was burdened with trivial matters, so he didn't even meet with the government officials outside, but instead left through a private passage.

After he left, Gu Jianchou brought Bidegla and Stuart Buzer to the main hall outside.

In the hall, people were talking to each other, but when they saw Bidegla and the others come out, they immediately turned their attention to them, but they didn't see Noding Hanni , and many people showed regret in their eyes.

As a national leader, if they had established good relations, with just a word from someone else, they could have achieved great success in the future.

But it was obvious that they no longer had this opportunity.

"Rare that everyone visits today, why not have lunch here?" Gu Jianchou said blandly, looking at the crowd.

"Then, thank you for the kind invitation, Doctor," seeing Gu Jianchou's invitation, the people in the room were unwilling to leave and all stayed.

The reputation of Hua Tuo was well-known throughout the entire upper class society in China, so these people naturally did not want to refuse his invitation.

Because no one could guarantee that they wouldn't need to beg for help from him in the future, and even someone like Noding Hanni had come to him for treatment. It was absolutely right to establish good relations.

Not to mention his divine medical skills, just his own energy made everyone present incomparable, and even just a word from him could ruin them.

So the subsequent reception was very lively, and the people present were all astute and intentionally or unintentionally trying to engage Gu Jianchou in conversation.

But Gu Jianchou's temperament was too indifferent, and they were all left feeling embarrassed.

In the end, they could only turn their attention to Bidegla and Stuart Buzer, because they all understood that these two were definitely Gu Jianchou's disciples.

As for Stuart Buzer, there was no need to mention him, as they all knew him, because he was the underground emperor of Zhuhai City, and they had dealt with him many times.

Stuart Buzer had Gu Jianchou as his master, so they didn't dare to mess with him too much. Fortunately, in recent years, Stuart Buzer had also restrained himself a lot, and had even been helping with the public security in Zhuhai City, which made them feel somewhat favorable towards him.

If it weren't for this, he would have been arrested long ago.

If someone was looking for Stuart Buzer, then someone else would be looking for Bidegla. Bidegla was just an unknown figure, but they hadn't seen him. However, since Bidegla could dress and serve exactly like Stuart Buzer, they also knew what that represented.

This person would probably be a big shot in the future, so establishing good relations with him now might be very important in the future.

Feeling uncomfortable being surrounded by a group of people, Bidegla couldn't stand it and left the Xinyang Building after about ten minutes.

However, before he left, Gu Jianchou threw a painting to him and told him to take it back to look at. As for what it was, he didn't explain in detail.

When he returned home, Bidegla didn't see Jennie Laura, but he did see the return of the madwoman Shina Macai.

At the sight of Shina Macai , Bidegla felt a surge of anger. This madwoman had taken advantage of his unconsciousness to brutally assault him, leaving his face swollen. This debt had to be repaid, no matter what.

As Bidegla laid eyes on Shina Macai sitting on the sofa, she noticed him as well. Recalling how she had ruthlessly tormented him a few days earlier, Shina Macai couldn't help but feel a bit excited. After all, she had thoroughly humiliated Bidegla, and now she had finally seized the opportunity to strike back. But now, facing Bidegla's predatory gaze, she couldn't help but feel a primal sense of fear.

She shifted her position cautiously, keeping a watchful eye on Bidegla, her hand reaching for the gun holstered at her waist, ready to draw it at any moment.

"What do you want?" Shina Macai spoke, her face pale as she noticed Bidegla's unsettlingly reddened gaze, reminiscent of a devil.

"You ask what I want?" Bidegla smiled wickedly, then set down the painting in his hand and advanced slowly towards Shina Macai.

"I warn you, don't come any closer, or I'll shoot." Sensing Bidegla's menace,Shina Macai immediately drew her gun and aimed it at him.

However, seeing the gun in her hand, Bidegla showed no fear, instead knocking the gun out of her hand and pinning her to the ground.

In a manner of retribution reminiscent of the past, Bidegla rudely pressed his lips against hers, kissing her forcefully.

Wailing in her mind, Shina Macai couldn't make a sound as Bidegla pressed her hands onto the sofa, rendering her motionless.

After nearly five minutes of kissing, Bidegla finally ceased, feeling as though he might suffocate.

As he looked at the woman pinned beneath him, he couldn't help but swallow hard, as Shina Macai was now irresistibly alluring.

Clad in a tight-fitting outfit that accentuated her perfect figure, and lying before him with her clothing nearly bursting at the seams, Shina Macai made Bidegla's blood boil.

And now, under his complete control, she appeared as a ripe fruit waiting to be plucked, causing an immediate reaction from Bidegla.

Despite his arousal, he dared not act rashly, for raping this madwoman could easily make him a dead man. So, no matter how bold he was, he dared not cross that line.

"Don't ever point a gun at me again, because I don't like it." With that, Bidegla released the flushed Shina Macai and headed back to his room, taking the painting with him.

"You...!" Wiping the saliva from her mouth, Shina Macai trembled with anger, feeling utterly helpless in the face of Bidegla. At that moment, she wanted to cry, feeling deeply wronged after being mistreated by Bidegla so many times.

She had held onto her first kiss for over twenty years, only to lose it, and now she had been mistreated by Bidegla once again.

"You bastard!" Shina Macai cursed aloud, tears streaming down her cheeks. If her colleagues were to witness this, they would be shocked to see the violent policewoman of the criminal investigation department reduced to tears.

Bang! In response, Bidegla slammed the door shut, his back disappearing from her view.

Wailing, she sat on the sofa, crying bitterly, overwhelmed with a profound sense of injustice.