"Overwhelmed by shock?"
Hearing his uncle's words, Shen Lang was stunned, a wry smile appearing on his face.
However, Shen Lang soon understood. After all, who could have imagined a person bringing another back from the dead and not be shocked? Especially after being severely startled, only to then see Shen Tianjun appear.
Shen Lang didn't know what Shen Tianjun had done in his youth, but he was certain that the actions of his father in his younger days were unlikely to have been kind.
After all, Shen Tianjun was the senior disciple of Song Shadao, and Song Shadao was a mad king of the killing path that even people like Qi Tuojiang feared. It would be strange if he were a benevolent person.
Looking at the fainted Professor Tang and the others, Shen Lang smiled and quickly stepped forward to treat them.
However, during the treatment, Shen Lang subtly interfered, causing them to lose a few minutes of memory.
These lost minutes of memory were none other than the scene where Shen Lang used his right hand to revive Song Qingyi.
Shen Lang didn't know why his left hand could emit destructive lasers capable of reducing everything to ashes, nor did he understand why his right hand released a mysterious energy that could bring the deceased Song Qingyi back to life.
But Shen Lang knew very well that the abilities of both his left and right hands could not be known to others. If they were, he would face unprecedented danger.
Song Qingyi was his mother, and Song Shadao was his maternal uncle. These two were his relatives, and naturally, they would not harm him.
But Professor Tang and the others were another matter. Not to mention they were outsiders, they were also doctors. What he feared most was that these doctors might suddenly become curious and want to study Shen Lang.
Shen Lang had once watched a movie about an angel descending to earth, possessing the ability to heal illnesses and bring the dead back to life. However, she was captured by earthly doctors for research and ultimately tortured to death.
With his martial arts cultivation at the peak of the Earth realm, combined with his mutated left hand, Shen Lang was confident that aside from encountering monstrous beings, no one else would be his match. However, he didn't dare to antagonize the entire world, as that would be suicidal.
"Director Song, what just happened? Why did we suddenly pass out?"
Upon waking, Professor Tang and the others looked at Song Shadao with confusion and asked.
Seeing that Professor Tang and the others seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, Song Shadao was slightly startled. But when he glanced at Shen Lang, he immediately understood.
Facing the confused questions of Professor Tang and the others, Song Shadao smiled and said, "You doctors are all elderly. You overworked yourselves saving my sister and fainted. I am very sorry."
"Overworked?"
"Fainted?"
Hearing Song Shadao's words, Professor Tang and the others looked bewildered.
"Yes, it was due to overwork that you fainted. However, it is precisely because of your superb medical skills that my sister has now awakened."
Song Shadao looked at Professor Tang and the others and said, "Professor Tang, esteemed doctors, for this great kindness today, Song Shadao is immensely grateful. If you ever need help in the future, please do not hesitate to ask. I, Song Shadao, will never refuse."
To protect his nephew, Song Shadao not only bestowed this credit upon Professor Tang and the others but also willingly offered them a favor.
Upon hearing Song Shadao's words, Professor Tang and the others were overjoyed.
In Nanling, receiving a favor from Song Shadao was far more valuable than receiving a favor from King Yang Ce of Nanling.
Let alone the fact that Song Shadao was currently the director of the Martial Guard Department, but he was also the strongest person in Longguo. His connections and influence were far beyond ordinary people.
Establishing a connection with Song Shadao was equivalent to gaining a great backer. Professor Tang and the others didn't even bother to think about what had just happened. They generously accepted the credit and said to Song Shadao, "Director Song, you are too kind. This is all part of our duty as doctors. It is our responsibility."
"Haha, although you say that, I will not forget your kindness."
Song Shadao was a man well-versed in human relations. He said to Professor Tang, "Professor Tang, my sister has just woken up and cannot be moved for now. Tomorrow morning at ten, let us all gather at Wangbei Tea House for a few drinks."
"Haha, since Director Song invites us, how could we refuse? We will certainly be there."
Song Shadao's words dispelled the doubts of Professor Tang and the others. They no longer questioned how Song Qingyi had woken up after being poisoned by the snake, and soon the group left the ward.
After Professor Tang and the others left, the large ICU ward was suddenly left with only Shen Lang, Song Qingyi, and Song Shadao.
"Uncle, I truly admire you. You are an absolute master of people."
Seeing how easily Song Shadao had fooled Professor Tang and the others, Shen Lang praised him.
"Kid, you are still young and have much to learn. You must remember that the martial world is never about fighting and killing, but about human relationships. Therefore, sometimes, you must study human relationships more."
Song Shadao patted Shen Lang on the shoulder and smiled, "If you only know how to fight and kill, you will ultimately face only one outcome: universal condemnation and betrayal by everyone.
"There is only one type of person in this world who will not be betrayed. One is a person whose virtue commands everyone's admiration, and the other is a person who can suppress everyone in this world with absolute strength.
"Your father, Shen Tianjun, is the second type of person. But you have already seen his end: separated from his wife and child for nineteen years, disowned by his family, alone and desolate. Therefore, your uncle hopes you will take heed, engage in less bloodshed, and be more tactful and versed in human affairs."
Song Shadao's words ran counter to Shen Lang's lifelong principles of conduct. However, Shen Lang did not object, for he knew they were his uncle's heartfelt advice, all for his own good.
A person like Song Shadao would never lecture someone unless he genuinely cared about them, as doing so would be beneath him.
"Thank you, Uncle. I understand everything you've said, and I will definitely remember it."
Shen Lang looked at Song Shadao and nodded solemnly, saying.
"Haha, remembering does not guarantee accomplishment. However, you are still young and have many years ahead. Gradually, you will eventually understand and be able to do it."
Song Shadao looked at his nephew, becoming more and more pleased. Just as he was about to say something more to Shen Lang, his phone rang at an inopportune moment.
Song Shadao glanced at his phone and saw it was Qin Long calling. Knowing that Qin Long must have an urgent matter, he quickly answered the call.
After Song Shadao answered the phone, Qin Long said something, but after the call ended, Song Shadao's expression clearly showed a trace of tension.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Shen Lang asked with concern upon seeing this.
Song Shadao spoke gravely, "Gu Qinghan is in danger... her life hangs by a thread."