"Kid, since you've got a way to save Brother Gui, why don't you hurry and do it?!" "You're just going to stand by and watch Brother Gui get into trouble?! You know his status. If anything happens to him, kid, you won't be able to escape the consequences!" Originally, Liu Yong was extremely anxious. Hearing that Hao Jian could save him, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. But when he heard the rest, this guy wasn't planning to help?! In anger, Liu Yong immediately stood up, glared at Hao Jian, and almost dragged him over to treat Zhang Gui. "If you don't save him, you're dead meat!" Liu Yong felt that the earlier threats weren't enough, so he snorted coldly again, looking at Hao Jian with arrogance and disdain. He threatened, "Even though the Zhang family's headquarters is in Sanshui City, coming over to Hua City to deal with someone like you, without any background, is no more troublesome than squashing an ant." "Haha, so you're saying if I don't save him, you'll want me dead?" Hao Jian gave Liu Yong a cold look, let out a cold laugh, pointed at the convulsing Zhang Gui indifferently, as if narrating something ordinary. "But before I die, I'll at least take this guy with me, so it's not a loss. However, this guy will die before me, that's certain. As for me, that's not so certain." His icy stare carried mockery, underlining a faint intention to kill. Such behavior disgusted him most. With his medical skills, what others saw as a serious allergy was just a minor issue in his hands. Yet he could save, but why save this person? Someone who bore hostility towards him and had insulted him many times—why should he save him? Hao Jian wasn't someone who would debase himself like that. Liu Yong was stumped by Hao Jian's words, his expression fluctuating, his face darkening as he glanced at Zhang Gui convulsing and foaming at the mouth behind him. "Hao Jian, please save him!" Lin Qingxue couldn't bear it either, seeing Zhang Gui's increasingly pale face and his intensifying pain. She continued to plead. Zhang Gui was her childhood playmate. When her father was in control of everything, her only friend was Zhang Gui. Although he's now envious of Hao Jian and has done insulting things to him, she believes that Hao Jian won't mind these past issues. "I say, girl, you..." Hao Jian was most reluctant to refuse his own confidants. Seeing this girl with teary eyes, he felt somewhat helpless. Though he didn't pay much attention to Zhang Gui—after all, an elephant wouldn't notice a jumping locust. Such trivial figures don't need to be taken to heart. Seeing Liu Yong's reaction, Hao Jian chuckled and shook his head. Liu Yong became anxious when he saw Hao Jian shaking his head. The only person who could save Brother Gui now was Hao Jian. If he didn't save him, perhaps Brother Gui would be bedridden for months like Hao Jian said! Now the family was at a crucial moment. As the heir, Zhang Gui would struggle to become the next president without engaging with the company for two months, amidst competing shareholders. Shrugging, Hao Jian pointed at Lin Qingxue and chuckled, "I'll help him, but not because of your plea—it's because of the girl's plea. If thanks are in order, thank her, not me." In principle, Hao Jian was reluctant to help his enemies. Yet, with a confidant's request, he wouldn't mind these issues, it just made him feel better mentally. Overjoyed by this, Liu Yong quickly nodded. For him, as long as Hao Jian agreed to help, the rest didn't matter. As long as Zhang Gui was okay, it was all fine! Nevertheless, he cast a grateful glance at Lin Qingxue, knowing it was because of her presence that Hao Jian agreed to help. "Lift him up. You support him from the front." Since he agreed, Hao Jian wouldn't waste words, and since he took matters into his own hands, Zhang Gui wouldn't end up in trouble. Following Hao Jian's words, Liu Yong hurriedly lifted the convulsing Zhang Gui from the ground. Watching Zhang Gui's miserable state, Liu Yong's face showed anxiety. Their conversation lasted just one or two minutes, yet what surprised everyone was the change in these individuals' attitude, from appearing like enemies to this sudden shift. With a wave of his hand, a bundle of burlap-wrapped Golden Needles appeared in Hao Jian's hand. He pinched one fine long needle and aimed to insert it into Zhang Gui's head. "What are you doing!?" Liu Yong, who was just holding Zhang Gui steady, suddenly saw the long golden needle in Hao Jian's hand. His face changed dramatically as he shouted in a low voice. Startled by Liu Yong's shout, Hao Jian's hand paused momentarily. He glanced casually at Liu Yong and said, "If you don't want this guy to recover, just continue." Upon hearing this, Liu Yong's tone suddenly stifled. He then gave an embarrassed smile, lowered his head, and dared not look at Hao Jian again. His demeanor suggested he was leaving the decision to Hao Jian. With a cold snort, Hao Jian hesitated no more and inserted the needle into an acupoint on Zhang Gui's head. Then he took out more Golden Needles and densely inserted them into Zhang Gui's back, creating a scene that sent chills down one's spine. With so many needles inserted, even if there was no sensation, it would make one feel a tingling on the scalp. After all, if mishandled, such things could easily lead to accidents. One of Hao Jian's acupuncture techniques primarily aims to stimulate the body's potential. However, due to its very low-level nature, it is rarely used except as an adjunct for certain medical conditions. This technique is precisely for treating allergic reactions. In simple terms, it involves using the needle technique to prick certain acupoints to stimulate the body's internal potential, enabling the body to gradually adapt to or even expel allergens. This essentially treats allergies at their root, meaning that after this acupuncture session, Zhang Gui won't experience severe allergic reactions when consuming Longan Wine in the future. After all, his body would have automatically generated antibodies, and he would naturally not fear these allergens. "Fine, let's consider this as an explanation to the little girl Qingxue, and also as a gratitude for this guy accompanying her in childhood, preventing her from straying onto other paths." Hao Jian shook his head inwardly and focused on using this acupuncture technique to help Zhang Gui solve these problems. A regular practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine would need some time to use acupuncture to generate antibodies within Zhang Gui. However, Hao Jian had no such trouble. Bits of blue light flowed from his fingertips, swiftly coursing through the Golden Needles into Zhang Gui's body. Three or four minutes later, a grave expression suddenly appeared on Hao Jian's otherwise calm face. With a low shout, he slapped Zhang Gui's back with force. "Remove the needles!" With a low shout, his hand moved in a backhand grasp, pulling out several Golden Needles at once. After a few more moves, he finally removed all the needles from Zhang Gui's body. As Hao Jian extracted the last needle, Zhang Gui, who had kept his eyes tightly shut with a pained expression, suddenly opened his eyes. His throat moved, and his face turned deathly pale. Seeing this, Liu Yong, who was supporting Zhang Gui, was immediately filled with rage. He believed that Hao Jian was incapable of treating, not only failing to treat but worsening Zhang Gui's condition. Otherwise, why would his face look even worse than before?! Right then, Liu Yong was about to speak up and confront Hao Jian, but before he could take action, Zhang Gui suddenly opened his mouth wide, and Liu Yong watched in shock as a torrent of vomit spewed from Zhang Gui's mouth, ultimately spraying onto himself... As the vomit landed on Liu Yong, a stench immediately assaulted him, causing his head to spin. "Wh-what's happening?" Zhang Gui, in a daze, looked at his hands in confusion. The blankness in his eyes gradually gave way to clarity. He finally looked up sharply to see the messy Liu Yong standing before him. "Damn! Are you planning to get yourself killed?!" Seeing the foul-smelling mess on Liu Yong, Zhang Gui frowned and shouted angrily. Liu Yong, who had been relieved to see Zhang Gui safe and sound, felt rather awkward upon hearing Zhang Gui's outburst. Nevertheless, he braced himself and explained the situation to Zhang Gui. If he couldn't clarify the situation, his status as Zhang Gui's number one subordinate would be in jeopardy. Thus, Liu Yong recounted the events that occurred after Zhang Gui's allergic reaction without embellishment. After listening to Liu Yong's account, Zhang Gui sat there stunned. He was saved by his rival?! How could this be?! Such a humiliating thing, how could Zhang Gui bear it?! He wanted to get angry, but on second thought, he noticed that there were not only his people present but also many potential partners. If he acted ungrateful and hostile immediately, who would cooperate with him in the future? Suppressing his anger, Zhang Gui slowly stood up, looking at Hao Jian with a complex expression. Ultimately, he compromised, and a voice that shocked the entire room came out of his mouth. "Mr. Hao Jian, thank you for saving me, thank you!"