Strongest Medical Saint

Chapter 63 63. No Regrets in This Life

The bus started slowly.

Apart from the driver, everyone else on the bus was a passenger from the plane.

Law enforcement and medical personnel followed the bus in off-road vehicles and ambulances, ready to address any incidents that might arise along the way.

Shen Feng took a seat in the middle of the bus. He glanced at the injured elder and the middle-aged man, sighing softly before flicking his fingers gently towards them.

A stream of Spiritual Energy entered their wounds, and they immediately felt a cool sensation within, no longer experiencing any pain.

The old man and the middle-aged man saw what Shen Feng did. Knowing the changes in their bodies were entirely caused by the master's Immortal techniques, they approached and knelt before Shen Feng, full of reverence and fear.

The Spiritual Energy had only temporarily relieved the injuries of the two men; they would still need to go to the hospital for treatment.

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Shen Feng waved his hand up and down, indicating they should stand up.

The bus driver glanced back and shook his head in scorn. He was aware of the hijacking and thought it odd that the elderly and middle-aged men, despite being injured, insisted on boarding his bus. He deemed them out of their minds, so their behavior didn't surprise him. He then focused on driving without paying any further attention to what was happening behind him.

The long-legged flight attendant approached Shen Feng and whispered, "Master, may I massage your shoulders?"

The full-bosomed flight attendant said, "Master, may I massage your legs?"

Shen Feng indifferently replied, "Everyone, sit down and rest for a while."

Seeing Shen Feng speak, no one dared to disobey, and both the long-legged and full-bosomed flight attendants sat down with disappointed expressions.

The bus traveled at an even pace, and after more than two hours, it finally arrived within the bounds of Nanming County.

Shen Feng had his eyes closed the entire journey, circulating the Emperor King Jue. The law enforcement officers had told the bus driver to head for the county hospital in Nanming County.

After the bus came to a stop, Shen Feng opened his eyes. The sky had completely darkened after the delay, and his parents were probably asleep. After contemplating for a while, he decided to bear it for one more night and go to see them early the next morning.

Shen Feng stood and stepped off the bus, followed closely by Wang Anxiong, while the rest of the people's gazes followed his every step.

The bus driver had felt the urge to urinate half an hour ago, and after opening the front and rear doors, he immediately went to find a place to relieve himself.

The long-legged flight attendant once again mustered the courage, her cheeks flushed as she asked, "Master, could you give me a way to contact you?"

"Five million and you think you can get this bus? I'll pay ten million," the chairman of XY Chain Catering said with a smile.

The chairman of TN Group, his face red with urgency, suddenly had a brainwave—wasn't there the Master's plane as well?

With his wealth, buying a plane was no problem. He said, "You can have the bus, but the Master's plane is mine. Don't you dare compete with me for it."

Amongst the passengers, these two were the richest and held the highest status.

The chairman of XY Chain Catering knew that after buying a bus the Master had been in, attempting to get the plane too would be met with no more concessions from the chairman of TN Group. He replied, "Fine, the plane is yours."

The dumbfounded driver asked, "Are you really going to spend ten million on my bus?"

The chairman of XY Chain Catering wrote out a cash cheque for ten million on the spot. "Take it. Transfer the bus to my name tomorrow, and I will be here personally waiting for you in the morning."

"Of course, if you dare to break the appointment, you'll bear the consequences."

Anyone who could casually write a cheque for ten million was obviously no ordinary person, even a fool knew that.

After receiving the ten million cheque, the driver was so overwhelmed he didn't know what to say, his mind in a complete whirl.

His gut told him this was no scam, and he staggered away from the hospital in a daze.

After a long walk, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number: "Honey, some lunatic just spent ten million to buy our old bus. We're going to be rich."

He was met with cursing on the other end of the line: "You wimp, have you been drinking again? Who would spend ten million on our old bus? Get your ass back home right now, and don't get so drunk you pass out on the street."

Meanwhile.

Outside the hospital.

The nighttime passing crowd was sparse.

The injured old man kneeled again in the direction Shen Feng had left: "To have met the little Immortal today, this old man has no more regrets in life."

The rest of the people also showed expressions of having no more regrets in life.

Tian Li suggested, "Folks, since we've all been brought together by the Master, why don't I set up an online chat group? Maybe one of us will get to meet the Master again in the future? We must all have hearts ready to go through fire and water for the Master."

Everyone present agreed with Tian Li's idea, after all, they now shared a common secret.