Hearing this, Wang Yousheng and Zhou De's faces filled with great joy.
"Great, I will arrange a plane immediately," Wang Yousheng said.
"No need."
Qin Ning just smiled faintly and waved his hand.
"No need?"
The two exchanged a glance, then frowned slightly.
He clearly agreed to make a trip to the Capital, yet when they offered to arrange a plane, he said there was no need?
How far apart were the Capital and Liu City?
Could it be that he planned to drive there?
How long would that take?
The fastest and most reliable method was naturally to fly.
Qin Ning remained silent. He glanced at the rather vintage large clock hanging on the wall and said with a smile, "Let's go. We will head over now. I can still make it back before Xiao Fei gets off work at noon."
Make it back before the noon shift ends?
Hearing these words, the two were so exasperated they almost laughed, feeling as if Qin Ning was just playing them for fools.
From Liu City to the Capital, even by plane, it would take at least half a day to arrive.
It was already almost ten in the morning. Who knew what time they would even get to the airport, so how could he possibly return here before noon?
Whoosh!
Just as they were thinking this, they saw Qin Ning walk over to the window next to the sofa.
He opened the window, and a gust of cool wind blew in.
Just as Zhou De and Wang Yousheng were completely bewildered, Qin Ning looked back at them, smiled faintly, and gently waved his hand.
Suddenly, a sense of weightlessness washed over their entire bodies. By the time they reacted, the two realized they had actually arrived above the clouds. Led by Qin Ning, they were flying into the distance at an extreme speed.
Zhou De's eyes rolled back, and he fainted from sheer terror.
Fortunately, Qin Ning had set up a barrier around them, so even in an unconscious state, nothing bad would happen to him.
"Holy shit!"
Wang Yousheng's psychological endurance was clearly much stronger. After being stunned for a long while, his first word was a classic curse. Looking as if he had seen a ghost, he stared fixedly at Qin Ning, his eyes full of utter disbelief.
"This, this, this..."
Wang Yousheng's worldview collapsed entirely. Having lived for so many years, it was his first time experiencing such a thing.
"Am I dreaming?"
Zhou De, who had fainted just moments ago, also woke up at this time. He only felt that this dream was a bit too realistic.
Looking through the clouds at the rapidly receding mountains below, Zhou De's legs could not help but tremble violently.
"Remember not to speak a word of what shouldn't be said. Otherwise, you know the consequences."
Qin Ning, standing in front of the two, glanced back slightly and swept his gaze over them.
That look was something Zhou De and Wang Yousheng would find hard to forget for the rest of their lives.
The two swallowed hard and exchanged a glance, both able to see the shock revealed in each other's eyes.
About ten minutes later, led by Qin Ning, the group of three entered the airspace of the Capital.
"Do you know the direction?" Qin Ning looked at Wang Yousheng.
He nodded, appearing somewhat wooden. Then, looking carefully at the cluster of high-rise buildings below the clouds, he identified the general direction and pointed it out to Qin Ning.
Swoosh!
Soon, the three landed on the top floor of a high-rise building.
Even after their feet touched the ground, Zhou De and Wang Yousheng still wore expressions of shock, as if they had not yet recovered from what they had just experienced.
"Lead the way."
Qin Ning's calm words jolted Wang Yousheng out of his daze.
He nodded hastily, opened the iron door on the roof, and led Qin Ning and Zhou De down the stairs.
This was the Capital's First People's Hospital, the most authoritative medical institution in all of Huaxia.
Over the past few days, a massive influx of medical talents had continuously rushed here from all over the country, all just for one person.
Elder Zeng.
At a certain corridor corner, Wang Yousheng brought Zhou De and Qin Ning over.
Looking around, the hallway was packed with a huge crowd of doctors, as well as many fully armed military police standing by in strict formation.
A young soldier saw Wang Yousheng and immediately came forward, saluting him. "Captain Wang, didn't you just go to Liu City yesterday? How did you get back so quickly?"
"We can talk about that later. How is the Chief's condition?" Wang Yousheng asked.
Hearing this, the young soldier remained silent and just gently shook his head.
"This is Comrade Zhou De from Liu City, my former comrade-in-arms. And this is a medical expert I brought from Liu City. Hurry up and take me to the Chief so he can administer treatment," Wang Yousheng stated.
"This... understood, Captain Wang."
The young soldier was taken aback for a moment. He knew of Zhou De, the top official of Liu City, an existence akin to a high-ranking regional governor.
But what was the deal with this medical expert?
He was so young.
He looked to be only twenty-three or twenty-four, right?
Renowned doctors from all over the country were currently gathered on this floor. They had discussed for days yet had failed to come up with a good treatment method and plan. Could this young man really do it?
Could Captain Wang have been conned by some quack?
But thinking carefully, that shouldn't be the case.
With Wang Yousheng's cautious nature, if the person didn't have real skills, how could anyone deceive him?
While thinking this in his heart, the young soldier had already led Wang Yousheng and the others outside an intensive care unit.
"Captain Wang."
Several fully armed soldiers guarding the area recognized Wang Yousheng, so they did not stop him and directly let them pass.
"Xiao Wang, how did you get back so fast?"
In the ward, an old man in a military uniform, in his fifties or sixties with shoulders covered in medals, stood up.
"Elder Liu."
Wang Yousheng saluted the old man.
"This is the medical expert I invited from Liu City, Comrade Qin Ning." He introduced Qin Ning to Elder Liu with a serious expression.
In Wang Yousheng's eyes, an existence like Qin Ning had already transcended the secular world.
But without obtaining Qin Ning's permission, he naturally did not dare to say too much.
Right now, the only thing Wang Yousheng could be certain of was that if even Qin Ning had no way to treat Elder Zeng, then no one else in this world possibly could.
"Oh? Does this young comrade have any treatment plan? It just so happens that we have quite a few experts like you here. You can discuss it with them first."
Elder Liu did not look down on Qin Ning because of his youth; instead, he scrutinized him very seriously.
It wasn't that he trusted Qin Ning, but rather that he trusted Wang Yousheng.
Since the person was brought by Wang Yousheng, there shouldn't be any problems.
"There's no need. I just ask Elder Liu to take everyone outside the door and wait for me for a moment," Qin Ning said calmly, his tone toward Elder Liu carrying respect.
In terms of cultivation base and strength, he was already invincible in this world, but when it came to benefiting the people and contributing to the country, whether it was Elder Liu or Elder Zeng, Qin Ning would never dare to compare himself.
"This..."
Inside the ward, besides Elder Liu, there were also several middle-aged men with extraordinary temperaments accompanying them, all of whom were famously prominent figures in the Capital.
After hearing Qin Ning's words, they could not help but frown.
However, Elder Liu waved his hand, gesturing for them to remain silent. He cast a profound look at Qin Ning and Wang Yousheng before finally saying, "Let's go. Everyone, follow me and wait outside."
"Yes."
Not daring to say another word, the crowd simply nodded obediently and followed him out.

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. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”