Mad Doctor No. 9

He pulled a stack of documents from his pocket: "You colluded with the Yamamoto family of Japan, smuggling over 7 billion yuan in ten years, leaking seven military technologies, and causing two major national research projects to be delayed by three years. Ye Zhenshan, you are simply outrageous!"

Ye Zhenshan lowered the gun, his hands trembling. "I...I admit it."

Old Xu waved his hand: "Take him away."

The special police officers stepped forward and handcuffed Ye Zhenshan's hands.

Just then, a deafening roar came from the backyard.

Old Xu's expression hardened: "Quickly! Let's go to the backyard!"

The backyard was in complete chaos.

The artificial hill collapsed, the ground cracked, and the big trees fell.

Wang Tian and Old Bai stood together, both with a trace of blood at the corner of their mouths.

The white training clothes worn by Master Bai were tattered, and his right arm hung unnaturally on his shoulder.

Wang Tian fared even worse; a deep, bone-revealing palm print appeared on his chest, and his breathing became unstable.

"The dragon soars too high and regrets it..." Old Bai spat out a mouthful of blood. "I have been a powerful figure for thirty years and have never been defeated. I never expected to be injured by a junior today."

Wang Tianqiang struggled to his feet and asked, "Old Bai, are we still going to fight?"

Old Bai gave a bitter smile: "Both of my arms are crippled, how can I fight? But..." A sly glint flashed in his eyes.

Wang Tian felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw wisps of black smoke rising from his palm.

"Poison?!" His eyes widened in surprise.

"Not bad." Old Bai smiled faintly. "This palm strike of mine is called the Five Poisons Heart-Severing Palm. Anyone struck by it will surely die within three days. Wang Tian, ​​as long as you hand over the Medical Sage's inheritance, I will give you the antidote."

"Don't even think about it!" Wang Tian gritted his teeth.

"Since that's the case, then I'll grant your wish," Old Bai said calmly, and then turned to leave.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

Xiao Hao led a group of people into the courtyard, pointing a gun at Old Bai: "Old Bai, you're colluding with the Ye family. Come with us."

Old Bai laughed loudly, looking up at the sky: "You think you can keep me here?"

His figure flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages in the same spot, and in that instant, he covered ten feet!

Xiao Hao shouted urgently, "Stop him!"

However, Old Bai was too fast; he was about to leap onto the wall and escape.

Just then, a flash of silver light appeared.

"Pfft!" A silver needle pierced the back of Old Bai's neck.

Old Bai plopped down on the ground.

Wang Tian leaned against the artificial hill, his right hand still fiddling with the silver needles: "His...his internal energy is already in disarray, he can't escape much further..."

She fainted as soon as she finished speaking.

When Wang Tian woke up, he found himself in the ICU of the provincial military hospital.

Old Xu, Xiao Hao, and Guo Zi were all at the bedside.

"Brother Tian, ​​are you alright?" Guo Zi exclaimed excitedly.

Wang Tian struggled to sit up, but found that he had no strength left. A black aura spread from his chest to his collarbone.

"Don't move." Old Xu grabbed him. "Old Bai used the 'Five Poisons Heart-Shattering Palm' on you, and the poison has already invaded your heart. The hospital has tried everything, but it's only delaying things."

Wang Tian gave a bitter smile: "How much longer can I live?"

"It cannot exceed seven days," the attending physician said in a deep voice.

"Where's Elder Bai?" Wang Tian asked.

Xiao Hao said, "He was locked in a special cell, but he just won't give you the antidote and insists that you exchange it for the legacy of the Medical Sage."

Wang Tian thought for a moment and said, "My family..."

"They're all safe," Guo Zi hurriedly replied. "I followed your instructions and hid them in the secret room. The Ye family didn't find a single clue."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Xu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Oh, right, there's one more thing. Ye Zhenshan has committed suicide in prison."

Wang Tian was stunned. What was going on?

"Before he died, he left a letter in which he confessed to all the crimes he had committed, mentioning only one name: Situ Jing," Old Xu said solemnly. "This Situ Jing was the representative of the Yamamoto family of Japan in China, and he had colluded with the Ye family. Ye Zhenshan told me that Situ Jing's purpose was even greater than we imagined."

"Where is she?" A cold glint flashed in Wang Tian's eyes.

"I don't know," Old Xu shook his head and said, "However, Ye Zhenshan said that a charity auction will be held in the provincial capital in three days. This is the Yamamoto family's most important money laundering method."

Wang Tian glanced at the black aura on his chest and said, "Three days... is enough."

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Hao frowned. "How are you going to get out of here looking like this?"

"I have to go." Wang Tian struggled to get out of bed. "Situ Jing was involved in the Dragon Gate Society's massacre. I must find her."

Old Xu grabbed him tightly: "But this poison of yours..."

"I know how to suppress it." Wang Tian looked at his attending physician, "Prepare a set of silver needles, and also give me three hundred-year-old wild ginseng roots, two Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms, and a snow lotus."

What are you doing?

"Fight poison with poison." A resolute glint flashed in Wang Tian's eyes. "Although it will damage our foundation, it can buy us three days' worth of combat strength."

The doctor was startled: "That was close! One wrong move and he could have died from the poison!"

Wang Tian looked out the window: "If I don't take a risk, I'll still die."

Three days later, in the provincial capital, at Liuli Pavilion.

Tonight there's an annual charity auction, attracting a star-studded audience.

Wang Tian was dressed in black, his face was pale, but his eyes were as sharp as knives, making people afraid to look directly at him.

He took a strong medicine to temporarily suppress the poison, but the black aura in his chest was still slowly spreading.

Guo Zi, standing beside him, whispered, "Brother Tian, ​​Old Xu and Young Master Xiao's men are waiting outside. I've already investigated Situ Jing's background. On the surface, she's a philanthropist, but in reality, she controls three international trading companies. And all of this is just an empty shell of the Yamamoto family."

"What does she look like?"

Guo Zi handed over the photos on his phone, saying, "These were taken last year."

Wang Tian glanced at it and secretly memorized it.

The two entered the auction hall and found a corner to sit down.

The auction will begin at 8:00 AM sharp.

The first few items to be auctioned were antiques and calligraphy.

Wang Tian closed his eyes to rest, but in reality, his senses had already scanned the entire venue.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

A woman in a purple cheongsam walked gracefully into the room.

The woman looked to be in her forties, with a curvaceous figure; it was none other than Situ Jing.

Two bodyguards stood behind Situ Jing, and these two bodyguards were clearly highly skilled.

As if sensing Wang Tian's gaze, she turned her head, and their eyes met.

Situ Jing paused for a moment, then smiled politely and nodded.

Wang Tian remained expressionless.

In the middle of the event, Situ Jing raised her paddle and won a piece of blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty for 800 million yuan.

"The next item up for auction is rather special." The auctioneer lifted the red cloth, revealing a jet-black ore, only the size of a fist: "Meteorite iron, an extraterrestrial meteorite. It's extremely hard and highly effective for forging divine weapons. Starting price: five million!"

Wang Tian suddenly realized something: there was actually a faint trace of star power within that piece of meteorite iron!