Strongest Medical Saint

No one expected Shen Feng to suddenly say something like that.

Fatty Qian had always been a skeptic of such things, and a faint anger rose in his heart. In his eyes, this was clearly a curse. If it weren't for Shen Feng successfully treating Wang Anxiong's tongue, he would've burst out laughing right away. He was going to encounter a bloody disaster today? That was utterly absurd.

Wang Anxiong originally held Shen Feng in high regard, but after this incident, resentment began to brew in his heart as well. He too didn't believe in this talk of fate and feng shui.

He even started to doubt whether Shen Feng's treatment of his tongue was just a coincidence?

Right now, Shen Feng didn't look any different from a street swindler.

Su Jingyu noticed the change in Fatty Qian's and Wang Anxiong's expressions, and she hurriedly tugged at Shen Feng's sleeve. Naturally, she didn't believe in these superstitions either.

Fatty Qian's voice turned colder, "Young man, thanks for your kind reminder, I'll be careful."

Shen Feng heard the perfunctory tone in Fatty Qian's voice.

However, according to the calculations made using the Heaven and Earth Ultimate Fate Calculation Technique, Fatty Qian was just facing a bloody disaster, not a life-threatening danger.

But if this yin qi-laden curved knife remained here for long, Fatty Qian might not be far from death.

Wang Anxiong's enthusiasm waned a little, "Young man, today I'll have Fatty Qian stay put in the shop, and not go anywhere."

Shen Feng didn't like to be a bother, and he could tell Wang Anxiong didn't believe what he said either.

Perhaps it was because what he said was beyond the understanding of ordinary people. After all, who in this world could discern another person's fate?

"I won't disturb you any further. In a couple of days, I'll come back here to get my ID," Shen Feng said and headed straight out of the antique shop.

Wang Anxiong and Fatty Qian didn't try to keep him.

Immediately afterward, Su Jingyu followed him out of the shop. Once they were outside, she said, "Shen Feng, you weren't just relying on luck when you cured Wang Anxiong's tongue, were you? And what's this about a bloody disaster? Are you in the same line of work as Immortal Master Wu?"

After Shen Feng said such unreliable things, Su Jingyu began to doubt his medical skills as well.

Shen Feng replied irritably, "Immortal Master Wu is a swindler, but I'm not."

Pressing her lips together, Su Jingyu revealed a smile. "So, if the antique shop owner went out today, he would really encounter a bloody disaster? And you can see other people's fortunes?"

"Why don't you read my fortune? See what's been bothering me lately?"

Shen Feng glanced at Su Jingyu and said indifferently, "Recently, you've been swamped with peach blossom luck, albeit all rotten blossoms."

Having said that,

he quickened his pace. There were more people up ahead, and Shen Feng directly merged into the crowd.

Su Jingyu was stunned; indeed, someone had recently been pursuing her aggressively, and her family was also arranging blind dates for her. Had Shen Feng actually guessed correctly?

It must've been a fluke; it had to be.

Coming back to her senses, Su Jingyu saw Shen Feng disappear into the crowd. Her curiosity about him grew, but as she quickened her pace to follow, she couldn't find any trace of him.

Biting her lip in vexation, she stamped her foot firmly and inwardly exclaimed, "Shen Feng, I better not run into you again, or else I'll never let it go."

Being like a lotus, Su Jingyu grew up amidst other people's pursuits. Shen Feng was the first man to dodge her, which she naturally found unacceptable.

After shaking Su Jingyu off, Shen Feng wanted to find a quiet place to absorb the dense spiritual energy from the strand of jade beads in his hand.

Meanwhile, at that moment,

inside Rare Treasures Pavilion.

Fatty Qian was fuming with frustration. "Brother Wang, that kid might have some medical skills, but he's not worth us getting too close. He says I've got a bloody disaster coming? He really thinks he's an Immortal?"

Wang Anxiong nodded and said, "Fatty Qian, there's no need to get so agitated. After all, he helped me recover my sense of taste. Rejecting the treasure of your store, with an attraction worth tens of millions, is not so easily resisted."

Wang Anxiong appeared to be in deep thought.

Fatty Qian continued, "Brother Wang, maybe that kid is playing a long game, he could have been sent by someone with ulterior motives. It's not normal for someone to be indifferent to something worth tens of millions."

Wang Anxiong waved his hand and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this matter for now. My sense of taste has been restored, and I can finally enjoy a meal again; my mouth has been tasteless for two years."

Fatty Qian swallowed, laughed, and said, "Brother Wang, let's go to your ZY Club. I haven't eaten there in several days. I'll be your driver."

Neither Wang Anxiong nor Fatty Qian took Shen Feng's words to heart.

Fatty Qian drove a black Mercedes, with Wang Anxiong in the passenger seat.

As they were driving down a nearly deserted road, Fatty Qian suddenly increased the speed.

But at that moment,

a truck carrying live cargo suddenly burst out beside the black Mercedes.

The truck suddenly lost control of its direction and charged toward the black Mercedes driven by Fatty Qian like a steel beast.

After Fatty Qian noticed, it was already too late for him to turn the steering wheel to avoid it. His face was covered with panic, and his eyes were filled with fear.

With a "bang!"

The truck and black Mercedes made intimate contact.

The Mercedes immediately became a sorry sight, with all the airbags deploying.

Surprisingly, after such a severe collision, Wang Anxiong did not sustain any injuries.

As for Fatty Qian, who was driving, his head was bleeding and his arms were cut by shards of glass, looking quite miserable, but he remained conscious and seemed to have no life-threatening injuries.

After the collision,

Wang Anxiong and Fatty Qian did not immediately get out of the car. They looked at each other and could see doubt and disbelief in the other's eyes, instantly plunging into incredulity.

Recalling what Shen Feng had said about Fatty Qian facing a bloody disaster,

why had Wang Anxiong, who was also in the car, not been hurt at all?

Could this be a coincidence?

The two instinctively denied it. If curing Wang Anxiong's taste was a coincidence, then coincidences would not keep happening one after another. This could only mean that Shen Feng really had foreseen the bloody disaster for Fatty Qian.

The truck driver had also only sustained minor injuries and immediately went to the black Mercedes to see that the occupants were not seriously harmed, "Are you guys okay?"

His voice was filled with urgency and unease; as a small-time truck driver, he could not afford to pay a huge medical bill.

The sound of the truck driver's voice brought Wang Anxiong and Fatty Qian back to their senses, and a flicker of fear appeared in their eyes.

"Call that young man at once," Wang Anxiong said urgently.

Fatty Qian said with a wry smile, "Brother Wang, he didn't leave any contact information, he only said he would come in two days to pick up the replacement ID."

Upon hearing this,

Wang Anxiong was filled with regret, now almost certain that Shen Feng was a highly skilled individual.

It was a fortune to encounter such a skilled person, yet they had missed this opportunity.

In his heart, he prayed that Shen Feng would definitely go to Rare Treasures Pavilion to get his ID in two days!