"Mm," Zhang Yang heard Gu Cheng's voice and chuckled, then spoke directly, "By the way, Gu Cheng, I called you to ask about something. Do you know a person named Wei Zhiguo?"

"I know him. He used to be an ordinary driver. Xinzi and I both dealt with him before. After we took over the company, we assigned him some business, and he's doing quite well now!"

"Heh heh, Gu Cheng, from now on, sever all business ties with this person. This man's heart is not true; he is not trustworthy!" Zhang Yang stated directly to Gu Cheng.

"Okay, whatever you say goes. I'll issue the orders now, take back the business assigned to Wei Zhiguo immediately, and kick him out of the logistics company." Gu Cheng didn't even ask a single question on the other end of the line. He trusted Zhang Yang completely and followed his lead without question, not to mention that his stake in the logistics company was also thanks to Zhang Yang, which was why they were where they were today.

"Mm, let's leave it at that for now. Oh, are you and Hu Xin free tonight? I've invited Shi Yan and the others. Shall we all have dinner tonight? The usual spot, Triumph Tower!"

"No problem, I'll go tell Hu Xin right away. See you tonight!"

"Mm, see you tonight."

Zheng Qimo, standing nearby, had overheard the entire content of Zhang Yang's phone call and immediately understood that Chen Ke and Wei Zhiguo, having crossed Zhang Yang, were utterly finished.

Especially Wei Zhiguo, his fate would surely be worse than Chen Ke's. Now that Hu Xin and Gu Cheng were the bosses in the logistics industry, one word from them would mean Wei Zhiguo couldn't even survive in this circle.

After settling the matter with that pair of exemplary family members, the atmosphere immediately eased. Zhang Yang put away his phone, a smile already gracing his face, and looked at Deputy Director Zheng, asking, "By the way, Deputy Director Zheng, why have you come here?"

"If I had known this sort of thing was happening here, I wouldn't have come..." Zheng Qimo muttered silently to himself. He certainly had no intention of joining the excitement.

But since it had already happened, Zheng Qimo didn't dwell on it. In any case, Chen Ke's official career was essentially over. Since Zheng Qimo had decided to move against him, he wouldn't give him a chance to recover—though that was a matter for later.

Seeing Zhang Yang inquire, Zheng Qimo supported his lower back and replied with a wry smile, "My back, Deputy Director Zheng. I have a herniated lumbar disc; it's an old problem. It started hurting this afternoon when I got to work and hasn't stopped since. I truly couldn't bear it anymore, so I came here to find Dr. Xiao Yan. His acupressure massage is quite effective. I just didn't expect to run into this kind of incident."

"Dr. Xiao Yan?" Zhang Yang looked surprised, not knowing whom Deputy Director Zheng was referring to.

"Oh, he's a young intern doctor who recently joined Jinghe Hospital. Dean Guo Yong personally recommended him. I had him give me a few massages, and it really worked. After his massage last time, my back didn't hurt for a very long time."

"I see," Zhang Yang glanced at Zheng Qimo's lower back and already understood. A herniated lumbar disc—in Zhang Yang's eyes, this was truly a minor issue. Since Deputy Director Zheng had helped him out just now, Zhang Yang decided to just fix this ailment for him completely.

"How about this, Deputy Director Zheng, I happen to have a way to treat a herniated lumbar disc. I can cure this problem for you completely." Zhang Yang said confidently.

"Ah? Really?" Zheng Qimo's eyes lit up. This back issue had plagued him for years. Even that Dr. Xiao Yan had only said massage could alleviate the symptoms, yet here was Zhang Yang claiming he could cure it completely!

Zheng Qimo didn't doubt Zhang Yang's words. He had heard about Zhang Yang's achievements—the research project on asthma at Changjing Third Hospital, and the two projects at Changjing Medical College concerning immune rejection and single-gene mutation therapy were very famous.

Zhang Yang nodded. Treating Zheng Qimo’s herniated disc wouldn't take long. Now that his Inner Strength had reached Great Perfection, using silver needles to treat such a chronic ailment was as easy as turning his hand.

"That would be wonderful!" Zheng Qimo immediately agreed without hesitation.

So, Zhang Yang took Zheng Qimo to see Guo Yong and explained the purpose of their visit. Upon hearing that Zhang Yang could fully cure it, Guo Yong’s eyes widened, and he insisted on observing the process. He quickly arranged a hospital bed for Guo Yong.

Guo Yong positioned himself prone on the bed as instructed by Zhang Yang, lifting his clothes. Zhang Yang produced four silver needles and swiftly inserted them—shua shua shua—as he thrust them in. As the silver needles pierced Zheng Qimo's lower back, his thumb and index finger quickly rotated the tails of the needles.

Zhang Yang’s speed was so fast that to Guo Yong and Zhu Daoqi watching from the side, it appeared only as blurs of afterimages, rapidly moving across the tails of the four needles.

Guo Yong and Zhu Daoqi exchanged an amused glance, their eyes filled with utter astonishment. Zhang Yang had once again brought them immense shock!

If only they could see that Zhang Yang was actually channeling his Inner Strength from his hands, using the silver needles as conduits to transmit power beneath Zheng Qimo's skin, directly acting upon his deformed and protruding lumbar vertebrae, beginning an invisible correction. Otherwise, they would likely have been even more stunned.

After applying the needles, Zhang Yang once again felt the benefits of reaching Great Perfection. After treating that child earlier, he was now treating Zheng Qimo again without any rest, yet he didn't feel the slightest fatigue; rather, his Inner Strength was abundant!

Moreover, if Zhang Yang had treated Zheng Qimo’s herniated disc completely with needles in the past, it would have required at least several sessions of needling, coupled with spiritual medicine to consolidate his lumbar bones. The needling time alone would have exceeded two hours. But now, Zhang Yang was confident he could completely cure Zheng Qimo’s herniated disc within half an hour, and afterward, no spiritual medicine would be needed—he just needed to be more careful in the future and change his bad habits.

During this process, Zheng Qimo felt no pain whatsoever. He only sensed four streams of warmth acting upon his lower back, moving back and forth, bringing him exceptional comfort.

Unconsciously, Zheng Qimo closed his eyes and even started snoring, lying on the bed and falling fast asleep.

Half an hour quickly passed. When it was time to remove the needles, Zhang Yang subtly glanced at Guo Yong and Zhu Daoqi, intentionally using his Inner Strength to force dense beads of sweat onto his forehead. This was to convey to Guo Yong and Zhu Daoqi that treating Zheng Qimo in this manner was ultimately taxing on his mental focus.

Letting out a long sigh of relief, having confirmed that Zheng Qimo’s lumbar bones had been corrected, Zhang Yang pulled out the silver needles and carefully stored them away. At this moment, Zheng Qimo was still sleeping soundly.

"It's done already?" Guo Yong asked in disbelief. Zhang Yang wiped his brow, accepted a glass of water handed to him by Zhu Daoqi, drank it down, and nodded, "Yes, he's fine now. As long as Deputy Director Zheng changes those bad habits and exercises more in the future, this herniated disc problem will definitely not recur."

Saying this, Zhang Yang gently woke Zheng Qimo.

When Zheng Qimo awoke, he felt as if his entire body had been stretched and relaxed; he felt incredibly energized, and his spirit seemed much more invigorated.

"My back is better?" Zheng Qimo couldn't believe it. He cautiously moved his lower back, then exaggeratedly twisted his torso a full 360 degrees, finding no residual discomfort.

Zhang Yang nodded, then repeated the points Zheng Qimo needed to be mindful of.

"Haha, this chronic problem of mine is actually cured..." Zheng Qimo laughed heartily, a flush of red coloring his cheeks from excitement.

"Ding..."

A crisp sound echoed in Zhang Yang's mind, followed by the reappearance of that utterly familiar mechanical female voice in his consciousness.

"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Hidden Mission 'Deputy Director Zheng's Gratitude'... This mission is Level Two. The Host gains one Charm Point and one Luck Point. All rewards have been automatically allocated to the Host's profile and abilities!"

It was the Saint Hand System, which hadn't appeared for a long time. Zhang Yang hadn't expected a Hidden Mission from the Saint Hand System to pop up at this moment. Although it was just a small Level Two mission, Zhang Yang was still very pleased. He hadn't forgotten that the mission concerning Mi Xue’s poisoning remained unfinished, with no clues whatsoever.

Just as Zhang Yang was about to inquire, the mechanical female voice sounded again: "Congratulations to the Host. Based on the prompt, the completion of this mission will greatly assist in the future completion of other unfinished tasks."

Great assistance in completing future unfinished tasks? Hearing this, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up. While the reward for this low-level mission was quite ordinary, this final prompt was the mission's greatest reward!

"Mr. Zhang..."

"Zhang Yang, what's wrong?"

At this moment, Zheng Qimo's and Guo Yong's voices sounded near his ears, pulling Zhang Yang back to reality, away from that virtual screen.

It turned out Zhang Yang had been staring blankly, which had frightened both Zheng Qimo and Guo Yong, making them think something had happened to him. Seeing Zhang Yang snap out of it, both breathed a sigh of relief.

In that instant, the virtual display related to the Saint Hand System vanished completely, as if it had never existed.

"Well then, Mr. Zhang, Director Guo, I still need to get back to work, so I'll be taking my leave now." Zheng Qimo spoke, his face flushed and his spirits high, deciding to bid farewell since there seemed to be nothing else for him to do.

"Won't Director Zheng stay for a while longer?" Guo Yong quickly stood up and offered politely.

"No, I still have some things to attend to. Besides, once I get back, I need to look into that fellow Chen Ke," Zheng Qimo laughed heartily, then waved goodbye.

"Mm, then Deputy Director Zheng, safe travels." Zhang Yang understood. Zheng Qimo was immediately preparing to go back and deal with Chen Ke. With the hint from the Saint Hand System, he was sure Zheng Qimo absolutely wouldn't let Chen Ke off the hook.

"Well, there's nothing for me to do here either. Old Guo, I'll leave with Deputy Director Zheng." Zhu Daoqi saw that there was nothing more for him to do and bid farewell to Guo Yong along with Zheng Qimo. "Also, don't forget to treat me to a meal!"

"Haha, don't worry, I won't forget!" Guo Yong laughed heartily, waving goodbye to Zheng Qimo and Zhu Daoqi.

After the two had left, Guo Yong looked at Zhang Yang with a broad, beaming smile, growing more fond of him the longer he looked, as if he had just stumbled upon a treasure.