Shen Tian’s heart skipped a beat, "Miss An, what do you mean by this?"

"He’s too noisy, I just want him to be quiet for a while." An Yiqing said with a faint smile.

Shen Tian’s face darkened, "Miss An, people from the Sanfeng Association are not easily bullied!"

An Yiqing chuckled lightly, and a translucent silver needle appeared at her snow-white fingertips, "I, An Yiqing, am not easily bullied either. Normally, those who threaten to destroy me are pretty much dead. So? Mr. Shen, do you think my last needle wasn’t ruthless enough? I don’t mind if this needle penetrates his vital point."

There was a strange silence in the hall, suffocating and making one’s scalp tingle. Shen Tian stared at An Yiqing, his face as gloomy as water.

After a long pause, he withdrew his gaze and sighed deeply.

"Miss An, I apologize for Wang Mang’s offense earlier. He has always spoken without a filter, please don’t take it to heart." Saying this, he bowed deeply.

Wang Mang’s mouth opened and closed, his face flushed red, but he couldn’t make a sound. He wanted to stop Shen Tian from saluting An Yiqing, but the man behind him had used some method, making him unable to move.

Shen Tian slowly straightened up and looked deeply at An Yiqing, "Miss An, this time we came for our family head. He..."

"He’s upstairs. I performed cranial surgery on him last night; he won’t wake up for a while." An Yiqing interrupted Shen Tian.

Shen Tian was stunned, Wang Mang was also stunned, and the other members of the Sanfeng Association were stunned as well.

So, this young girl before them was their family head’s savior?

Ignoring the gazes of several people, An Yiqing signaled with her eyes to An Zhifeng. An Zhifeng and the others immediately released their restraint on the other side.

Shen Tian looked at An Yiqing with a complicated expression, then turned and went upstairs. The others also gave her an odd glance before following.

Ten minutes later, the group once again descended the stairs.

Shen Tian walked up to An Yiqing and performed another deep bow towards her, this time sounding much more sincere, "Thank you, Miss An, for saving lives!"

He had just examined Xie Xiaoran and Xie Huan’s wounds; Xie Xiaoran had eight gunshots, two of which were fatal — one bullet in the head and one in the leg. He had some medical knowledge and knew that the head wound, if not treated promptly and expertly, would make Xie Xiaoran either dead, a vegetable, or an idiot. Furthermore, the leg wound was severe, and even if treated, it could cause a limp. He had just heard the woman responsible for looking after the duo say that An Yiqing had already cured Xie Xiaoran’s leg wound completely, leaving no chance of limping.

Moreover, Xie Huan had five bullets in his body, the most fatal one near the heart. The bullet was only 0.01 millimeters away from a critical point; if treated in a hospital, Xie Huan would most likely die.

After seeing their injuries, Shen Tian broke out in cold sweat on his back, simultaneously feeling grateful towards An Yiqing.

"Miss An, I have an unreasonable request." After much hesitation, Shen Tian spoke.

"What is it?"

"I want to call in the Sanfeng Association’s medical team, after all, their professional expertise..."

Before he could finish speaking, laughter full of mockery rang in his ears.

Shen Tian’s expression froze, and he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was a prodigy in the medical world. No matter how skilled the medical team of the Sanfeng Association was, it was akin to child’s play in her presence. However, Shen Tian had his considerations. This place wasn’t a hospital; the medical equipment wasn’t complete. What if the family head and young master get infected? Furthermore, without medical instruments, how would any hidden injuries be detected?

Thinking of this, fear arose in his heart.

"Mr. Shen, don’t worry," An Zhifeng, who had just sneered, looked at him with pride, "Our family’s Miss’s ability is beyond your imagination. If she can’t find anything wrong, it won’t matter if you bring an entire hospital’s equipment and doctors over; it would be useless."

Shen Tian’s heart trembled as he looked at An Zhifeng. In the man’s eyes, he saw pride, arrogance, yet oddly, no arrogance.

As for An Yiqing’s medical arts, Shen Tian had always heard, but never witnessed personally. Although An Zhifeng said so, he still felt worried.

"Mr. Shen, pardon my bluntness," An Yiqing suddenly spoke, "Do you think, given your family head’s current situation, calling the medical team over is truly appropriate?"