Chapter 15: Jiang Ruxue's First Attempt to Win Over Lu Fan

This time, before he could lose his temper again, Mrs. Qin interrupted directly: “Mr. Shen, if you continue to interfere with Mr. Lu’s acupuncture, I will have no choice but to ask you to leave.”

Earlier, the Qin family had almost made a grave mistake by blindly trusting the Jiang family and Shen Qianye’s words.

Lu Fan remained calm and unaffected by Shen Qianye’s provocations, continuing his acupuncture in a methodical and orderly manner.

As he kept silent, everyone held their breath, trying not to disturb him even by the slightest noise.

As Lord Qin’s mouth bled more and more, Lu Fan finally reminded them, “Place a towel underneath, don’t be nervous. This is a normal reaction.”

Madam Qin wasn’t sure if she had imagined it, but she felt a chilling aura sweep across the moment the seemingly ordinary silver needle pierced Lord Qin’s skin.

That chill vanished in an instant, too swift for the naked human eye to catch.

Lu Fan only inserted nine needles. Even an apprentice wouldn’t be overly exhausted by such a task, yet sweat beaded on his otherwise flawless face.

Jiang Ruxue noticed this too. Lin Ziyu gently took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from Lu Fan’s forehead.

Jiang Ruxue felt a pang of jealousy.

Though Lu Fan wasn’t divorced from her yet, Lin Ziyu was already so eager to show her loyalty!

But if Lu Fan really cured Lord Qin, all the credit would belong to the Lin family.

Jiang Ruxue’s mind was in turmoil.

After the final needle was inserted, Lu Fan looked as if half his life had been drained—he was visibly more fatigued.

“Careful.”

Lin Ziyu stood beside him, steadying his back as he staggered.

“Xiaofan, are you alright?”

Lu Fan shook his head, lips pale. “I’m fine.”

Shen Qianye sneered mockingly, “It’s just a few needles. Anyone who didn’t know would think you’d been laboring all day. What’s the act for?”

Lin Ziyu was incensed. “What do you know? Xiaofan is—”

She swallowed the words she was about to say.

How could ordinary acupuncture bring someone back from the brink of death? Lu Fan’s technique was a secret family art—the Nine Spirit Needles.

The silver needles served as a medium, while his own spiritual energy acted as the “medicine guide” injected into the body, capable of curing all ailments.

This was no ordinary treatment. Every time he used the needles, it drained his spiritual energy.

If only he could awaken his spiritual meridians, he could nourish himself with spiritual power, making it less taxing.

Yet, unlike his gifted little junior brother who excelled in every aspect, Lu Fan’s spiritual meridians lay dormant like a slumbering dragon, resisting every attempt to awaken them.

This meant his Nine Spirit Needles could never be fully unleashed, and each treatment of such a difficult case exhausted him greatly.

After Lord Qin vomited the black blood, he looked noticeably better. “Brother Lu, you’re like a living Hua Tuo. I already feel so much lighter!”

“Mr. Lu, you really cured my husband!”

Lu Fan raised a hand. “Madam, please don’t be hasty. Lord Qin’s condition can’t be cured in a few days. I’ve said before, this isn’t a disease—it’s a venomous parasite.”

Everyone in the room exchanged confused glances.

“Is it like those self-destructive parasites in TV dramas?”

Lu Fan explained, “That’s the King Parasite. There are many types of parasites. Nowadays, few can control them to kill. I don’t know who Lord Qin offended, but someone placed a malicious parasite on him.”

“The enemy only needed to deposit the parasite’s eggs in his usual food or drinking water. They’re colorless and tasteless, undetectable by anyone. These eggs attach to the intestines and hatch into polyps—what you saw as tumors during examination. Once the eggs hatch, they root like tree roots, absorbing the body’s nutrients. Even if you biopsy, you only get the polyps covering the parasite.”

As Lu Fan spoke, everyone finally understood.

“No wonder all the top doctors suspected malignant tumors. The biopsy and MRI results didn’t match, but how could an MRI miss something like that?”

All eyes turned to Lu Fan. At first, Jiang Ruxue had been anxious for him, but now she saw him speak confidently and clearly about an unfamiliar field.

This was a side of Lu Fan she had never seen before.

He continued, “There are two reasons. It’s possible the eggs weren’t fully hatched during examination, so no live parasites were detected. Or, the parasite was wrapped in layers of polyps, making it invisible.”

“Mr. Lu, can you fully cure him?”

“Not difficult. But Lord Qin’s body is weak; the parasite has nearly drained his life. If we provoke it now, Lord Qin won’t survive. So for now, follow my prescription carefully for rest and recovery.”

Madam Qin’s face showed concern. “What if the parasite grows larger during this time?”

“Don’t worry. I will perform acupuncture every seven days to suppress it. After forty-nine days—seven treatments—the parasite can be drawn out.”

“Mr. Lu, since the needles are so effective, could you come every day to perform the acupuncture?”

Actually, the seven-day interval was meant to give Lu Fan time to recuperate.

He shook his head. “Don’t rush. Today I’ll add some additional herbal medicine. Just follow the prescription.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lu.”

Lu Fan waved his hand. “You’re welcome. Since Lord Qin is out of danger, can we let Mr. Jiang go? After all, he’s innocent.”

Mr. Jiang’s face lit up when he saw Lu Fan had truly cured Lord Qin. He hurried over to make amends, “Yes, Lord Qin, this was a misunderstanding. I wanted to recommend my son-in-law from the start but didn’t dare to guarantee anything. Luckily, good fortune favors the righteous...”

His words shifted so quickly, even Jiang Ruxue felt ashamed, her ears burning.

Lord Qin snorted coldly. “Mr. Jiang, your skill at shifting with the wind is unmatched. Didn’t you just call Brother Lu a coward? Now he’s your son-in-law? Brother Lu, tell us—do you have any ties with the Jiang family?”

Lord Qin left the choice to Lu Fan. If he acknowledged the Jiang family today, it would mean indebtedness, and future benefits would flow to them.

Mr. Jiang, a crafty businessman, knew Lu Fan was most influenced by Jiang Ruxue, so he gave her a subtle signal.

Whether Shen’s family or Lu Fan, their goal was to climb into the Qin family’s favor.

Most importantly, Lu Fan was now deeply involved with Lin Ziyu. That benefit could not be handed over to the Lin family!

Jiang Ruxue, usually modest, had slandered Lu Fan before. Now, to flatter him in public would be to contradict herself, something she was unwilling to do.

But with Mr. Jiang pressing her, her pride was insignificant compared to the future of the Jiang family.

After all, five years ago the Jiang family had been on the brink of bankruptcy. She never wanted to experience that again.

This was the first time she looked at Lu Fan with pleading eyes, her tone tinged with supplication: “Lu Fan, we’ve only filed for divorce, not finalized it. You are still the Jiang family’s son-in-law, aren’t you?”