Even though Faur knew that Chen Zhao was joking, she still left.
Syndicate also thought that Chen Zhao was joking.
However, he was in a good mood right now, even though his arm hurt a lot.
The more painful it was, the happier he was.
Anesthetics could reduce the pain, but he enjoyed the current pain more.
Only pain could make him feel the existence of his arm.
For example, he had broken bones and damaged nerves.
If he lost his sense of pain, it would be like losing his arm.
But when he saw the set of silver needles, Syndicate still shivered.
He'd heard of acupuncture before, but he didn't believe in it.
Comparatively, he was more willing to believe in Western medicine.
But Chen Zhao wasn't discussing it with him.
Soon, Syndicate's arm was filled with silver needles.
Each needle contained a sliver of life force.
At first, Syndicate resisted.
But as the life force seeped into Syndicate's arm.
He felt the pain in his arm gradually disappear.
It was replaced by a strange feeling of comfort.
It was a very special feeling.
Chen Zhao moved quickly. After all the life force of a needle flowed into Syndicate's arm, he immediately took out another needle.
After replacing hundreds of needles for Syndicate, Chen Zhao finally stopped.
Then he put the needles away one by one.
After finishing, Chen Zhao started applying medicine to Xin's wound.
Syndicate didn't feel any pain anymore. His fingers seemed to have recovered their usual nimbleness.
"Mr. Chen, when will my injuries heal?"
Syndicate finally stopped doubting Chen Zhao's abilities.
"Two days," Chen Zhao said.
Hearing Chen Zhao's answer, Syndicate felt strange.
On one hand, he felt that his injuries were almost healed.
On the other hand, he doubted whether four or five days could really help him recover.
Chen Zhao already had a plan for Syndicate's treatment and recovery.
The most troublesome part of the surgery was already done.
So the next step was recovery treatment.
On the other hand, Recovery Healing was dispensable.
If he wasn't in a hurry, Syndicate could completely recover in a month even if he stopped treatment now.
But Chen Zhao clearly didn't want to wait a month.
That was why he used life force to treat Syndicate.
"In other words, I can see my daughter in two days, right?"
"Yes, but she's currently isolated in a sterile ward. Other than specialized nurses, no one else is allowed to enter the sterile ward."
Hinga's daughter is different from Hinga.
Although Syndicate's injuries were severe, they weren't fatal.
His daughter, on the other hand, had a heart transplant.
On top of that, she was still young, her body was weak, and her resistance was much weaker than that of an adult.
Therefore, they couldn't let outsiders enter the ward at this time.
"I understand." Although Syndicate was grateful for Chen Zhao's treatment, he said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen."
However, he went to the market more because Chen Zhao had helped his daughter.
"There's no need. I'm only helping your daughter because you're worth investing in."
"Mr. Chen, don't worry. I won't lose to Tiger again. I won't lose to anyone."
"Even if you recover, you're still no match for Tiger."
"Uh … I was careless that day."
Chen Zhao shook his head. He had seen the video that the paparazzi had taken that day.
Tiger's power was clearly beyond the norm.
He had strengthened Tiger before.
However, he was at most 1.5 times stronger than other people.
He was far from being able to send Syndicate flying with one punch.
After all, Syndicate was also a boxer.
He wasn't famous, but his abilities and techniques were at the level of a top boxer.
How could Tiger do that? He could kill Syndicate in one move.
Syndicate's face reddened. He wasn't convinced.
However, he couldn't prove that he was indeed KO'd by Tiger that day.
"Since you don't believe me, why did you save me?"
"It's not easy to find someone who can keep up with Tiger in terms of technique and foundation in such a short time, especially someone who can be controlled by me and is willing to be controlled by me," Chen Zhao said without hiding it. "You're weaker than him. There's no doubt about that."
Syndicate wasn't convinced, but he didn't want to argue with Chen Zhao now.
Right now, Chen Zhao could even be said to be his bread and butter.
Arguing with Chen Zhao might not bring him any good results.
"Of course, I have my own plan."
…
"Bach, how's it going? Is it done? "
Tiger had been feeling uneasy these few days.
The pressure Chen Zhao gave him was too great.
"Don't worry. My boss has already taken over. He's very good at this. There's nothing he can't solve."
"But it's been so many days. Why hasn't there been any news?"
"Maybe to my boss, this is an insignificant thing. Even if it's done, he won't tell us." Bach was very confident in Madico Pavich.
This confidence was built up through Madiko Pavich's ruthless methods time and time again.
It seemed that no one could fight against him.
It didn't matter if they were businessmen, celebrities, or gangsters.
He even seemed to have ways to deal with people in politics.
Tiger didn't know Madico Pavich, so he wasn't as confident as Bach.
"Then help me ask." Tiger was both hopeful and worried.
"Okay, I really don't know what to do with you." Bach picked up his phone and called Madaike Pavich. "Hello, Mr. Madaike. This is Bach. Tiger has been nagging me. Although I've been telling him that there's no problem that can't be solved by you, Tiger is still worried. So, he asked me to call you and ask if there's any progress on that matter."
"I haven't gotten any news yet, but my best subordinate is in charge of this. I'll let you know when I get an answer."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Madico."
After hanging up, Bach pursed his lips. He'd just promised Tiger so confidently.
But in the blink of an eye, he'd been slapped in the face. Madico Pavich still hadn't made any progress.
Bach glanced at the eager Tiger. "Things are going well. You'll get good news soon."
Tiger's heart skipped a beat. Bach's words made him panic.
The indescribable uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.
No! He couldn't just sit here and wait!
He had to think of a way to save himself.
Tiger avoided Bach's gaze. He lowered his head and his eyes flickered. No one knew what he was thinking.
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