Fifteen minutes, right on time.
The man stepped out of the elevator at an easy, unhurried pace. He was somewhere in his forties, hair slightly graying at the temples, his face warm with laugh lines at the corners of his eyes. Not the face of a bureaucrat. More like someone who genuinely enjoyed his work. His eyes found Caelan in the waiting chairs right away. He walked over and extended his hand with a smile that wasn't forced. "Good to see you again, Caelan. I didn't know you were out. These past few days must have been rough." Caelan stood and shook his hand. His smile was small but genuine. "Good to see you too, Emric. Not as bad as you'd think. Honestly, it wasn't bad in there." Emric Vane. Head of HR at Aurelian Hospital Velmont for the past ten years. The only person in this building who had once fought for Caelan's name harder than anyone else. Emric let out a short laugh and shook his head. "You never change. Always carrying that positive energy no matter what." He released the handshake and looked at Caelan with a warmth that was still serious. "So what brings you to Aurelian today?" "I want to come back and work here. As a doctor, like before." Emric didn't answer right away. His eyes read Caelan for a moment, like someone carefully weighing something. He knew what Caelan was capable of. Everyone at Aurelian who had been around long enough knew. But four years had passed. The medical world doesn't wait for anyone. Technology changed, protocols were updated, standards rose higher. Even active doctors had to keep learning constantly. "I need to discuss this with my superiors," Emric said finally. His voice was honest, not a refusal dressed up in politeness. "You know this process can't be settled today, Caelan. But I'll get back to you as soon as I can." Caelan nodded. "I understand." He wasn't expecting more than that. His reputation was in pieces, his license had been dead for four years. The fact that Emric had come down to the lobby and spoken to him directly was already far more than he had received from anyone else today. Caelan was about to say goodbye. Then a nurse came running from the direction of the elevator, out of breath, her eyes sweeping the lobby for someone. Her gaze stopped on Caelan. "Excuse me, sir." The nurse stopped in front of him, chest heaving. "Mr. Dorian Ashford is asking you to come to the catheterization room immediately. He's begging you to treat his father." Emric, standing beside him, immediately straightened up. "Dorian Ashford?" He looked at the nurse sharply. "The patient in catheterization is Victor Ashford?" The nurse nodded. "His condition is critical, sir. Doctor Aldric has tried everything but..." Emric didn't let that sentence finish. He turned to Caelan, and this time his expression was different. No longer the HR head carefully weighing things, but someone who knew exactly how many lives the man standing in front of him had once saved. Four years had passed, but Caelan was still Caelan. He was still a brilliant doctor. "We have to move fast." His voice was short and serious. "Victor Ashford can't wait any longer." Caelan didn't answer with words. He simply started walking, and this time his stride was different from before. Faster, more purposeful, like someone who already knew what needed to be done before the question had even finished being asked. Emric followed behind him. The nurse ran alongside them. The elevator opened. They stepped in. The button for the seventh floor lit up. --- The door to the catheterization room opened. The monitor alarms were still going off. The air inside felt heavy, a mix of antiseptic and a panic that wasn't visible but was felt by anyone who walked in. Dorian was standing in the corner of the room with eyes that had already run out of tears. When he saw Caelan step through the door, he moved forward without hesitation. "Please." His voice broke. "Please save my father, Doctor. You're my only hope right now." Caelan looked at the young man for a moment, then gave a calm nod. "Don't worry. Your father is going to be fine." "How arrogant!" Aldric was standing at the side of the table, face red, sweat still unwiped. His hands were still holding the defibrillator paddles that had already failed twice. "You think this is easy, Caelan?!" His voice exploded. "I've tried everything. The stent is in, two doses of epinephrine are in, the defibrillator has been used twice, and his blood pressure is still in freefall. Even the dopamine drip isn't giving any response at all!" His eyes blazed. "If I've already done all of this and still failed, what exactly can an ex-convict like you do?!" Caelan wasn't looking at Aldric. His eyes had been on Victor since the moment he walked in. He stepped closer to the table and stood at the patient's side. His hands moved slowly, pressing three points on Victor's left wrist, then shifting to his neck, applying light pressure just beneath the jawbone. "Everything you did was pointless because you've been treating the wrong condition." His voice was flat, not insulting, just stating a fact. "Like I said before, this is Jue Xin Tong. Absolute heart pain syndrome. Not an arterial blockage, but a disruption in qi flow along the pericardium meridian, triggered by chronic stress and the accumulation of heat toxins in the body over many years. A stent won't touch this problem. The defibrillator is only forcing an already exhausted heart to work harder than it should." His fingers pressed lightly beneath Victor's sternum, right at the Jiuwei point. "The blockage is here, and it runs into the Juque. Two points that will never show up on any monitor screen." No sound for a full three seconds. A nurse in the corner opened her mouth but nothing came out. Aldric frowned, caught somewhere between anger and confusion. Caelan stood straight and looked at the nurses one by one. "I need five sterile acupuncture needles, thirty-two gauge, forty millimeters long." His voice shifted into clear instructions that left no room for hesitation. "And three materials. First, Danshen extract, Salvia miltiorrhiza, to restore qi flow and break the blockage in the pericardium meridian. Second, Huanglian powder, Coptis chinensis, to clear the accumulated heat toxins that are the root of the problem. Third, a fresh Maidong infusion, Ophiopogon japonicus, to restore the heart's moisture that has been depleted by excessive heat." A senior nurse raised her hand hesitantly. "But sir, we don't have..." "I remember Aurelian has an integrative medicine unit on the ninth floor. All of those materials are there." Caelan was already putting on gloves. "Quickly." The nurse moved without asking anything more. Those who remained in the room stood in silence. Aldric, the other nurses, Emric near the door, Dorian gripping the edge of the table with both hands. Everyone was waiting to see what Caelan would do.Latest Chapter
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One second.Two.Then the stands erupted.Not gradually—this was an eruption that had been waiting since Li Mingzhi hit the protective array, held back for two seconds by the collective shock of twenty thousand people who all needed nearly the same amount of time to process what had just happened in front of their eyes."INCREDIBLE!""I HAVE NEVER SEEN A FIGHT LIKE THIS IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!""TWELVE SLASHES—TWELVE!—AND NOT A SINGLE ONE LANDED!""HE BEAT LI MINGZHI! LI MINGZHI!"The voices were uneven, uncoordinated, with no single source that could be pointed to. This was the sound of thousands of people all speaking at the same moment about the same thing in different ways—cheering mixed with shouting mixed with outcries, all of it producing a noise that filled the entire arena from the lowest tier of the stands to the highest.Some stood—without realizing it, with the way feet make decisions before the head has a chance to be consulted—and yelled in ways that didn't reflect how they n
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In the stands, no one made a sound.Because what they were witnessing had no easy words to describe it.Twelve slashes each sufficient on its own to end a fight—not one touching its target, not because the target was running but because the target was always one position ahead, faster than each slash could arrive at where the target should still have been.Seventh, eighth, ninth—Still nothing landed.The frustration on Li Mingzhi's face was no longer something that could be hidden. His best technique, one that had never failed in hundreds of fights before this, that required most of what he had to draw out—and not a single slash had touched the fabric of the man across from him.Tenth, eleventh—Then—The twelfth slash.The last one.The strongest.All the spiritual energy remaining from the eleven slashes before it—each of which had already spent a small portion—now channeled into one final strike.This wasn't eleven times the first slash. This was everything that remained gathered
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Li Mingzhi stood.One long breath—controlled, in the way of someone drawing something up from a place that wasn't shallow. His left hand came down from his chest. The expression that had shown something new returned to one more practiced.He tightened his grip on his sword hilt.In his head, the calculation was complete.The fight so far had been enough to produce one conclusion that couldn't be avoided: the man across from him was too strong to defeat by ordinary means.Everything Li Mingzhi had already put out—speed, precision, technique that had taken years to build—wasn't enough to break through a defense that never looked like a defense because there was nothing to defend when attacks never arrived.There was one technique he hadn't used yet.Not because he didn't want to, but because that technique carried a cost that wasn't small—drawing it out too early in this tournament meant entering the subsequent rounds in a condition far from ideal.But not drawing it out meant acknowled
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In the Five Great Sects' pavilion, no one spoke for a few seconds after that cough.Not because no one wanted to speak, but because each of them was processing something in their own way—and the first to finish was the first to speak.Lei Qinghe."That man is holding back."Her voice came out the way it always did—measured, every word in its right place. Her eyes didn't move from the arena below, from the two people still standing at their respective positions after that kick."Li Mingzhi has already pushed his full capacity. But the one across from him—" A brief pause. "He hasn't even used half."Dao Tianyue gave a slow nod—a small head movement for a neck that was anything but small."Their power levels are on par. I can feel the spiritual energy of each of them." His large hands rested on his knees. "But that man—he has a thorough understanding of how to maximize every part of his potential. Nothing wasted. No movement just for show." His eyes narrowed slightly. "He is extraordinar
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KRAANG.The impact didn't produce an ordinary sound. This was the sound of two spiritual energies meeting at one point and refusing to give ground to each other—producing a burst of air that pushed outward from the point of contact in every direction at once.The stone floor beneath them cracked in several places. Participants still fighting within the nearest twenty-meter radius lost their footing for one second before finding it again.Caelan was pushed back four steps.Li Mingzhi was pushed back four steps.Equal distance.Equal speed.They stood at two symmetrical points from that point of impact, in the way of two people who had just put out enough to respect each other from what had just been felt in each of their palms.One second.Then both moved again.Li Mingzhi attacked from the right—a short horizontal slash, at a higher speed than his first, moving from the hip rather than the shoulder and therefore giving no signal from the way the shoulder moved before the attack arrive
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Caelan moved.Not in one direction. This was movement with no straight line in it—reading the space, finding gaps between fights already underway, and moving through them.Three seconds after Su Ming went down. First casualty.A large man with an axe, mid-swing at the opponent in front of him, never noticed something approaching from his side. Caelan entered the axe's swing radius at the exact moment the swing passed him, and one light strike landed at the Yanglingquan point outside his left knee—the same point used before, the one that severed the connection between the brain's command and the leg's ability to bear weight.His left leg folded.The axe embedded itself in the stone floor as its owner lost his balance.Caelan was no longer there when the axe hit the stone.The opponent who had been facing the axe man stared in confusion toward a direction completely different from where he should have been looking, and Caelan wasn't there either.Five seconds. Two people.The third—a wo
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