Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Chapter 1615: Chapter 1614: The Last Day

The last day?

When he heard these four words, Wang Jun’s brows furrowed and his expression changed drastically. Even though he was a General who had roamed the battlefield for many years, his whole body still trembled when he heard them.

If someone else had said this, he would only treat it like wind in his ears. Even if it was the most brilliant Doctor, he still wouldn’t believe it.

But these words came from the Master Fang standing before him.

A Master Level, Divine Level Doctor.

So Wang Jun froze where he stood.

But he still hadn’t lost his reason. He was still thinking through the problem.

This also meant that his threat had not affected Fang Yu in the slightest. On the contrary, it had backfired.

Exactly as he had thought.

Fang Yu really was the kind of person who absolutely hated being threatened by others.

Since he didn’t want to talk, then they wouldn’t talk. They would see who could hold out to the end.

However, someone simply couldn’t wait any longer.

With a thud, he directly dropped to his knees.

The one kneeling was no one else but Madam Wang’s son, Wang Duo.

Also Wang Jun’s son.

The moment Wang Jun saw his son kneel, he instantly felt a burning pain on his own cheeks, as if someone had viciously slapped him across the face.

Yet he didn’t open his mouth to stop him.

Because he knew how his son felt about his mother. Especially after hearing that today was the last day of her illness—no son could face that rationally.

"Master Fang, I’m begging you, I’ll kowtow and apologize to you. Please, I’m begging you to save my mother." Wang Duo was already in tears.

All that so-called dignity and face were worthless in his eyes; he only wanted his mother to stay alive.

Fang Yu, who had already walked into the hotel,

stopped in his tracks again.

But he only paused for a second or two before continuing inside.

"Master Fang!!!"

Wang Duo’s voice was almost a scream.

But Fang Yu didn’t pay him any attention at all.

He disappeared at the end of the staircase.

Wang Jun felt his eyelids twitch hard.

A surge of anger exploded in his chest.

Since when had anyone dared to be so arrogant in front of him? To reach his current position, which member of the Divine Race didn’t give him three points of courtesy when they saw him? Yet he hadn’t expected it. This so‑called Master didn’t respond to soft or hard tactics.

"Refuse the toast and you’ll drink the penalty."

Just as he was about to explode,

Old Master Cui beside him said, "General Wang, don’t get angry. Let’s deal with the urgent matters first."

"Urgent matters?"

"Madam Wang is already gravely ill. If what Master Fang said is true, then today is the last day of her life. We should immediately invite high‑level Doctors to act."

Yes, that was what truly mattered.

Hearing this, Wang Duo immediately scrambled to his feet and ran out.

No one cared to stop him, and no one dared to. Wang Jun didn’t intend to stop him either. He understood his son’s feelings and simply let him go. If his son could persuade a Doctor to take action, it would be a good thing.

"Old Master Cui, you have a point. I’ll leave things here to you for now. If you can obtain Master Fang’s forgiveness, I, Wang, will be deeply grateful for the favor. Farewell!"

Wang Jun didn’t dare linger any longer and immediately led his men back to the Old Wang Residence.

He was afraid his wife would really pass away suddenly, just like Master Fang had said.

Wang Jun was actually not afraid of the seven‑day life limit.

Nor was he overly afraid of Fang Yu truly refusing to treat his wife. After all, he still had Energy Crystal Cores as backing.

But if the condition had been misjudged, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After Wang Jun left,

the two remaining groups looked at one another.

Ding Haotian slanted his eyes and said, "This guy sure is arrogant, not even giving General Wang any face. Is he really planning not to survive on the Main Planet?"

"That’s hard to say. People with certain special talents often have extremely eccentric personalities. Master Fang just said it himself—he’s extremely obsessed with Array construction. It’s normal for him to be like this. Soft or hard doesn’t work on him; I’m afraid General Wang is in for a headache." Steward Jiang said.

"On that point I disagree with you. The soft approach, he really didn’t accept at all. After being insulted like that, it would be hard for anyone to swallow. Asking him to kneel and apologize—I don’t think that demand was excessive at all. Trading one kneel for a life, that’s a very good deal. As for the hard approach, General Wang only threatened him a little, that doesn’t even count as a real threat. I actually think General Wang wasn’t hard enough."

"What do you mean?"

"This Master Fang does have some skill. You have to let him taste some fists before he knows who truly rules the Main Planet. Otherwise, in the long run, how could someone like him ever be used by us?"

Hearing this, Steward Jiang was a bit surprised.

He hadn’t expected Ding Haotian to be so blunt.

"Young Master Ding, I’m warning you. The Main Planet is under a legal system; you are absolutely not allowed to act recklessly."

"Steward Jiang, you’re an Orderer, so I can understand you saying that. But this Master Fang is also someone who challenges order. Don’t forget, he has leverage on both of us. Even though that leverage doesn’t really affect you or me, it at least shows he has the intention to oppose us."

"So you want to deal with him?"

"Come on. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. This Master Fang is our common enemy. Don’t you think we should cooperate this once?"

"Cooperate?"

"Steward Jiang, those who achieve great things don’t fuss over trifles. If you’re interested, come with me to the café next door. I’ll be waiting for you there."

...

Because they were talking using a unique sound‑insulation method, Old Master Cui had no idea what they were saying. But seeing the two of them walk away, Old Master Cui—who had seen much of the world, weathered many storms, and had far more experience than them—could basically guess what little schemes they were playing at.

So Old Master Cui only shook his head slightly.

"Youngsters, still a bit too green."

After saying that, Old Master Cui’s gaze fell on the hotel above.

He sighed at the same time.

"This is probably one of the stupidest things I’ve done in my life. Such a talent will no longer be at my disposal from now on. What a pity, what a pity."

Shaking his head again and again,

Old Master Cui helplessly left the hotel.

Meanwhile, Fang Yu and Ye Wenjun had returned to their room.

They glanced at each other.

Fang Yu lay down on the bed as if nothing had happened.

"That Wang Jun threatened you. You’re not worried at all?"

"What’s there to worry about? He can barely take care of himself right now; he’s the one in danger, completely too busy to deal with me."

"You said Madam Wang only has four days to live. Is that true?"

"Of course it’s true. The negative Energy on Madam Wang is anything but ordinary—it can even corrode the genes of the Divine Race. And it’s progressively worsening. Other Doctors can only examine her at isolated points in time; they haven’t done continuous checks. Naturally, they don’t know that the rate of deterioration is accelerating. Four days is already a very optimistic estimate."

"If, and I mean if, Madam Wang dies, wouldn’t your entire plan fall apart?"