Ultimate Village Doctor

"Beast!" Zhou Yushan slapped Zhou Xiaohai across the face.

"Uncle, why are you hitting me? Your nephew was beaten, and yet you're helping him by hitting me!"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Zhou Xiaohai was somewhat dumbfounded.

"I'm hitting you! Look at what you've done, stripping a girl's clothes; is there no law in your eyes?" Zhou Yushan backhanded him another slap.

"Enough, don't hit me anymore!"

Zhou Xiaohai roared.

"You dare to talk back!" Seeing Long Xiaoshan standing to the side with a cold smirk, Zhou Yushan steeled his heart and slapped him once again.

He knew that if he struck him, Zhou Xiaohai would still have a chance at life.

If Long Xiaoshan were to hit him, it was questionable whether his nephew would survive.

"Damn it, I am the heir of the Zhou Family, uncle, and you're hitting me for a worthless nobody!"

Zhou Xiaohai suddenly jumped up and punched Zhou Yushan in the face.

Causing Zhou Yushan to stumble.

Zhou Yushan was stunned for a moment, his face turning red with rage, and he pointed at Zhou Xiaohai and bellowed, "Beast, you dare to lay hands on your elder."

"You old fart, how dare you hit me, just wait until I tell Grandpa, I'll make you pay."

Zhou Xiaohai was going all out. He had never suffered such humiliation from childhood to adulthood, especially since he was the only male descendant in his generation, pampered by his family, which bred his lawless nature.

Zhou Yushan felt dizzy from the confrontation, with sharp pains in the left side of his head.

He could not believe that his nephew had become so utterly shameless.

He barked, "Uncle Hai, grab him!"

"Yes, President Zhou!"

Patriarch Hai sprang out like lightning, his fingers curved and forcefully seized Zhou Xiaohai, pressing him down onto his knees. Patriarch Hai was a Martial Artist at the Early Huang Stage, and suppressing Zhou Xiaohai was a breeze.

"Let go of me, you're nothing but a dog of the Zhou Family," Zhou Xiaohai cursed at Patriarch Hai.

"Beast, shut your mouth!"

Zhou Yushan trembled with rage and slapped Zhou Xiaohai across the face with all his might, but after doing so, he collapsed to the ground himself.

Patriarch Hai quickly let go of Zhou Xiaohai and rushed to Zhou Yushan's side, helping him up and said, "Yushan, how are you?"

Zhou Yushan's face was ashen, and his body convulsing.

"He got too agitated just now, and the abnormal vessel in his brain ruptured," Long Xiaoshan said gravely.

"What, that's a stroke." Patriarch Hai's face was filled with sheer anxiety as he turned to Long Xiaoshan and pleaded, "Master Long, please save Yushan."

Long Xiaoshan nodded. Saving a person was urgent. Zhou Yushan's condition was critical, and he couldn't worry about dealing with Zhou Xiaohai anymore, he said, "Quick, take him inside."

Patriarch Hai hurriedly picked up Zhou Yushan and ran inside, with Long Xiaoshan following.

"This isn't over, Zhou Yushan, and you, you little brat, dare to hit me, I'll make sure you both pay," Zhou Xiaohai, touching his face swollen like a pig's head, a venomous light in his eyes, got up.

Inside the guild hall.

Zhou Yushan was lying on a bed, with Long Xiaoshan holding the Golden Needle, piercing it into Zhou Yushan's head, channeling True Qi with all his might.

Zhou Yushan's brain vessels were abnormally fragile due to the congenital malformations. Just now, anger surged to his heart, causing blood to rush up and directly burst through the abnormal area of the vessel, which led to a stroke.

Fortunately, the stroke had just happened, and not much blood had spilled out yet.

Long Xiaoshan was using all his power to control the True Qi to repair the vessels.

The Longevity Art True Qi had incredible Recovery Power, and soon, the ruptured vessels were mended by Long Xiaoshan, who also reshaped the few deformed vessels.

Afterward, Long Xiaoshan used the True Qi to wrap around the clots that had burst into the brain, pressing them out of Zhou Yushan's head.

Half an hour later.

Golden Needle withdrew the needles.

Zhou Yushan's eyes trembled a few times before opening.

"Yushan," Patriarch Hai called out excitedly.

"Uncle Hai," Zhou Yushan, with Patriarch Hai's support, slowly sat up. "What happened just now?"

"You had a stroke just now, but thankfully, Master Long saved you," Patriarch Hai explained.

Zhou Yushan also recalled the memories prior to fainting and hurriedly got up to say, "Thank you, Master Long, for saving my life."

A stroke is extremely dangerous, with a high death rate. Even if one doesn't die, most are left hemiplegic.

But now he felt very good.

His mind felt lighter than ever before.

"No need to be polite, I did say I would cure you," said Long Xiaoshan, waving his hand. "Now the malformed blood vessels have been repaired by me. You should go to the hospital for a check-up when you have time."

Zhou Yushan felt joy in his heart. Long Xiaoshan was truly a Heavenly Being, curing an illness that even craniotomy couldn't fix with such ease.

There had been awe before, but now it was coupled with even greater respect.

To take a life or to save it, wielding the power over life and death—such feats were nothing short of Bodhisattva-like.

However, recalling Zhou Xiaohai's behavior outside, Zhou Yushan's heart sank as he said, "Master Long, my nephew is unruly, and I never imagined he would dare to do such an unfilial act. I truly apologize for his behavior."

Long Xiaoshan responded indifferently, "This time it's alright. I always give people one chance, but there should not be a second time."

His calm tone carried a hint of murderous intent.

Which made Zhou Yushan shiver slightly.

He quickly assured, "I will definitely discipline him strictly."

Long Xiaoshan offered a slight smile and stood up, saying, "You should rest well."

Zhou Yushan said, "Wait, Master Long, the deeds for Kowloon Mountain and the contracts for the clubhouse are already prepared. I will transfer them to you now, as thanks for saving my life."

"Good!"

Long Xiaoshan nodded and accepted without ceremony.

Zhou Yushan quickly brought over the contracts and, in the presence of a lawyer, both men signed their names, officially transferring Kowloon Mountain to Long Xiaoshan.

Bai Xuehen was stunned beside them.

It turned out that what Long Xiaoshan had told her was not a lie.

Kowloon Mountain truly belonged to Long Xiaoshan now.

"Xuehen, let's go. I'll take you around for a bit," Long Xiaoshan said, taking Bai Xuehen's hand.

Bai Xuehen had been quite frightened earlier, and he felt somewhat guilty. Although he had brought her out to have fun, she was almost violated. Now, of course, he had to properly make it up to her.

"Yes, I'd love to," Bai Xuehen's mood brightened.

She enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Kowloon Mountain with Long Xiaoshan's company.

"It's so beautiful, Big Brother Xiaoshan. Can I come here to play again in the future?" Bai Xuehen stood at the edge of a cliff, spreading her arms amidst the entwining clouds and rising mist, as if she could ride the wind away.

"Silly girl, of course you can. Don't you know by now? This place belongs to me. You can pick a hot spring house later; Big Brother Xiaoshan will give it to you as a gift," Long Xiaoshan said affectionately as he pinched her cute nose.

"There are hot springs inside?"

"Of course, right over there in that garden."

"That's great! I love hot springs the most. I want to go soak in them right now," Bai Xuehen was beyond excited.

A thought flashed through Long Xiaoshan's mind, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards subtlety.

Naturally, he would not refuse the chance to soak in hot springs with a beauty.

"Alright, but it's already afternoon. Let's have something to eat, and then we can go soak, just in time to soak for two hours before coming down the mountain," Long Xiaoshan said with a smile.