The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 150: Kill Them All?_1

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: Kill Them All?_1

"Mr. Ning, what’s wrong with you?"

"Ning Fan, what’s wrong with you?"

Qiu Li and Su Qingcheng immediately cried out in alarm.

"I’m fine."

Ning Fan responded somberly, then pinched the fifth silver needle.

With his current level of strength, he could only administer the first four of the Nine Revival Needles, but by overdrawing his own vital blood, he could continue.

The blood he had just spit out came from biting the tip of his tongue—his vital blood.

Huuuuh—Inhaaaale—

Ning Fan took a deep breath, his hand holding the needle becoming as steady as a rock before slowly inserting it into the fifth major acupoint on Xu Yourong’s head.

Then, taking advantage of the strength gained from the overdrafted vital blood, Ning Fan pinched the sixth silver needle and inserted it precisely and slowly into the sixth major acupoint on Xu Yourong’s head.

After the six needles were inserted, Ning Fan had not only depleted all his spiritual power, but also the energy gained from overdrawing his vital blood.

He barely managed to sustain himself for a quarter of an hour longer before using the last of his strength to pull out the six silver needles from Xu Yourong’s head. Unable to hold on any longer, his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Sure enough, the Nine Revival Needles, known for their power to reverse fate, naturally entail extraordinary consumption. Ning Fan’s forced use of his vital blood to administer the first six needles also had significant side effects on his cultivation.

Fortunately, the six needles were not without effect.

On the sickbed, the pain and confusion in Xu Yourong’s eyes visibly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Huh!

Five minutes later, Xu Yourong suddenly sat upright.

"Miss, how are you feeling?"

"Yourong, how do you feel now? Do you remember us?"

Qiu Li and Su Qingcheng asked anxiously.

"Qiu Li, Qing Cheng, I remember now!"

Excitement sparkled in Xu Yourong’s eyes as she spoke aloud.

"Yourong, you’ve recovered! That’s great! That’s really great!" Su Qingcheng exclaimed excitedly.

"Miss! You really have good fortune! It’s so good you’re okay!" Qiu Li said with tears in her eyes.

Xu Yourong was just as thrilled, and her gaze swept over the two ladies before looking at Ning Fan still seated on the ground.

Then, she swung out of the sickbed and threw herself onto Ning Fan.

"Ning Fan! I was so scared! I was so afraid I’d really forget you! Boo hoo hoo..."

Xu Yourong lay there on the ground, bereft of any image, pressing down on Ning Fan and sobbing loudly.

Even though she had temporarily lost her memory, she remembered everything that had happened after recovering.

She remembered that feeling, that terrifying sensation of forgetting everything, herself, and Ning Fan.

It was a feeling akin to death.

In the end, it was Ning Fan who cured her, basically granting her life anew!

"Cough cough... Miss Xu, you should let go of me first... cough cough..."

Ning Fan coughed a few times with difficulty, pinned under Xu Yourong.

Now completely drained of all spiritual power and having overdrew his vital blood, he was even weaker than an ordinary person.

Although Xu Yourong wasn’t heavy, at this moment, with her pressing down on him, he really couldn’t endure it.

Besides, Ning Fan had never been pressed down by a woman like this in his life before.

With so many people watching, if he had any kind of reaction... that would be utterly embarrassing.

Xu Yourong seemed to sense something too, her face suddenly flushed red, and then she quickly stood up.

Ning Fan also stood up, his pale face tinged with a hint of red.

Afterward, at Su Qingcheng’s insistence, several doctors took Xu Yourong for an MRI and a series of other tests. The results confirmed that Xu Yourong’s brain injury had indeed healed.

"It’s truly miraculous!"

The doctors exclaimed repeatedly.

But this wasn’t their first time witnessing Ning Fan’s miraculous silver needle technique. Not to mention distant events, just today alone, it had already been the second time.

So after some thought, the doctors felt somewhat as if it was to be expected.

The atmosphere in the sick room became positive.

"Ning Fan, thank you for saving me again. You’ve saved me so many times, it seems my gratitude will never end. I can only repay you for a lifetime," Xu Yourong said with a spring in her eyes, having regained her memory and in high spirits.

"Miss Xu, aren’t we boyfriend and girlfriend? Why bother with counting all this?" Ning Fan said.

"That won’t do; I must repay you. Just say how you want to be repaid. You can set any condition, whatever you want!" Xu Yourong hinted boldly and frankly.

"Uh..." Ning Fan hesitated for a second, about to speak.

"Okay, let’s not talk about this. Ning Fan, weren’t you searching for that dirt truck involved in the accident? Did you find it?" Su Qingcheng suddenly interrupted them.

Ning Fan’s expression turned serious and he nodded, "I found the truck responsible for the accident. This wasn’t an accident, but murder, involving the dirt truck driver, Wang Guanxi, Bao Longfei, and Zhao Xingrui—the four of them..."

Ning Fan gave a rough account of the situation.

"Damn it, those people dared to plot against Yourong! They’re simply unforgivable! Where are they now?" Su Qingcheng exclaimed angrily after hearing it.

"I have already killed them," Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Killed? Who did you kill?"

Su Qingcheng and Xu Yourong were both taken aback.

"All of them," Ning Fan said.

"What? You killed them all???"

Su Qingcheng and Xu Yourong were instantly shocked.