Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

"How about this," Uncle Jiu stood up and walked over to Xu Ming, his expression becoming serious. "Tell your classmate to put a bowl of water with three fresh willow leaves at the main entrance of his home before midnight tonight. Then close the door tightly. No matter what noise you hear, don't open it. If he wakes up tomorrow feeling better, it means it was just a false alarm. If he doesn't feel better, bring him to me and I'll personally exorcise the evil spirits and resolve his misfortunes."

After hearing this, Xu Ming's frown gradually relaxed, and he nodded quickly to express his gratitude: "Okay, Uncle Jiu, I'll tell him right away. Thank you so much!"

After that, he picked up his phone and quickly typed a message. His fingers danced across the screen, conveying Uncle Jiu's advice to his classmates word for word. After sending it, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart.

After Lin Han finished his breakfast, he sat at the examination table and waited for patients to arrive.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a big belly rushed into the clinic with a few ruffian-looking young men. Their faces were full of impatience and arrogance, and it was obvious that they were not here to seek medical treatment.

"Are you Dr. Lin?"

The pot-bellied middle-aged man looked Lin Han up and down, his tone full of obvious disdain and provocation.

Lin Han smiled calmly and nodded gently, "That's right, what can I do for you all?"

"I didn't expect that Doctor Lin is actually a kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet. It's really disappointing." The middle-aged man sneered, and the young men beside him also laughed. The atmosphere in the clinic instantly became tense.

Lin Han didn't seem to be angered by the other party's provocation. His eyes remained calm, as if he could see into the deepest emotions of people. "If you come here to seek medical advice, I welcome you. But if you come here to cause trouble, get out of here as far as you can!"

"Damn it, you're so arrogant!" One of the young men rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to fight, but was stopped by the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ah Hu, I've told you several times, don't be so rude when doing things, and try to be harmonious!"

"Yes..." Although Ah Hu was unwilling, he still took a few steps back angrily, staring at Lin Han with an unconvinced look in his eyes.

The middle-aged man slowly stepped forward, a false smile on his face, but a calculating glint flickered in his eyes. "We've heard that Divine Doctor Lin can bring people back to life. I wonder if he can treat the living dead?"

"The living dead? That's just a vegetable." Lin Han raised his lips to a barely perceptible sneer, and secretly said to himself: "When things are abnormal, there must be something wrong! The living dead? I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

Lin Han remained composed on the surface. He smiled faintly and replied, "The vegetative state is complex and varied, and whether it can be recovered depends on the specific circumstances. However, I have always upheld the principle of compassion as a doctor. If there is a real possibility of treatment, I will naturally not stand idly by."

The middle-aged man with a big belly suddenly sneered, then took out a photo from his pocket and said in a deep voice: "Little Lin, do you still recognize my brother?"

"Oh?" Lin Han looked closely and saw a photo of a bald middle-aged man lying quietly on a hospital bed, with all kinds of instruments inserted into his body.

"Haha, I know him, how could I not? I would recognize him even if he turned into a poop. Isn't this the most ruthless bald man in society, Hong San?"

"Me? I'm his biological brother, Hong Yi." Hong Yi's voice was deep and powerful, each word laced with a threat that couldn't be ignored. He slammed the table, causing the tea set to vibrate and make a crisp sound. The atmosphere in the clinic instantly dropped to freezing point.

"Mr. Lin, not only did you make my brother like this, but you also extorted money from my second brother, Hong Er. Do you think our Hong family is easy to bully?" Hong Yi's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring straight at Lin Han, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

"Not killing your brother Hong San is already the greatest mercy I can show you. As for your second brother, he has been causing trouble time and time again, affecting my mood, so it's only natural that he asks for some compensation." Lin Han shrugged and said indifferently.

"Damn it! Mr. Lin, you'd better cure my brother, otherwise, I will smash your crappy clinic today!" Hong Yi roared angrily, his whole body full of fierce aura, as if it would explode at any time.

"Oh? You're going to destroy my office? Are you sure?" Lin Han smiled meaningfully, a subtle coldness flashing in his eyes. He slowly stood up. Although his figure didn't move like a mountain, he exuded an inexplicable pressure that could not be underestimated, causing the arrogant people to involuntarily take a few steps back.

"Boss, let me teach these scum a lesson!" Xu Ming stepped forward, his eyes coldly sweeping over Hong Yi and others, his voice firm and powerful.

"No need." Lin Han waved his hand, signaling Xu Ming to withdraw. He took a deep breath, his eyes sharp as a torch, staring directly at Hong Yi: "Tell your people to come together, I don't have time to chat with you here, my time is very precious, hundreds of thousands of dollars a minute."

"Hmph, Mr. Lin, since you refuse my toast and drink the penalty wine instead, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Hong Yi sneered, then turned his gaze to a burly young man beside him and ordered: "Along, let this kid see the kung fu you learned in Shaolin Temple. Let him know that there is always someone better than you."

"Okay, boss." A young man named Aaron responded. He had muscular body and sharp eyes, and was obviously a martial artist.

"Boy, I've seen some crazy people, but I've never seen anyone as crazy as you! Today, I'll let you see what true strength is!" Aaron sneered, then stretched his neck, rubbed his hands, and said: "Taste the power of my Iron Sand Palm!"

After saying that, A'long suddenly jumped up, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with his palms wrapped in the whistling sound, and rushed straight to Lin Han's face.

Lin Han was not in a hurry. He moved lightly to the side, grabbed his wrist skillfully and broke it.

"Click——!"

"what--"

Aaron only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if it was clamped by an iron clamp. He couldn't help but scream in pain, and his whole body was staggered backward by the force and almost fell to the ground.

"Haha, Iron Sand Palm? I think it's Hanging Sausage!" Lin Han chuckled, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"You..." Aaron endured the severe pain from his wrist, his face ashen, his eyes wide open, full of disbelief.

"Along, what are you doing? Didn't you say that your Iron Sand Palm is very powerful?" Seeing this, Hong Yi's face suddenly turned gloomy and he shouted angrily.