Broken engagement and face-slapping + turning the tables with a family craft + multiple heroines in a modern city + satisfying tycoon intrigue + play the pig to eat the tiger + urban miracle doctor + business-war comeback
My name is Chen Feng, and I'm a massage therapist.
My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, latched onto a rich young heir, and smashed the celadon medicine bowl my grandfather left me in front of everyone.
They laughed that I was a hopeless wreck, fit only to smell rich people's foot-washing water.
I didn't get angry. I simply picked up the yellowed Manual of True Blind Bone Therapy in silence.
They didn't know that my grandfather was once a master of ancient medicine who struck fear into multinational medical conglomerates.
With these hands, I can read the shape of bones and determine whether a person lives or dies.
To revive ancient medicine, I left the old alleyways and made my way into the most exclusive private club in the city of Shanghai.
The wife of a hundred-billion-yuan CEO poisoned by her husband?
I used three inches of silver needles to draw out the poison, helping her seize a hundred-billion-yuan conglomerate without bloodshed.
An over-the-hill, disfigured top-tier star facing a massive breach-of-contract penalty?
I reshaped her bones with my bare hands, making her breathtakingly beautiful and turning her into the sharpest weapon in my arsenal of public opinion.
An innocent preschool teacher forced into an arranged marriage by her own family?
I brought people to flatten her hometown, leaving those bloodsuckers to repent in wheelchairs for the rest of their lives.
With nothing but his bare hands, Chen Feng carved a bloody path through the glittering urban jungle.
The socialites and tycoons who once looked down on everyone became devoted followers of the "Empress Alliance" under his command.
When young heir Zhao spent two hundred thousand yuan on a genetic enhancement drug and was still useless, and his ex-girlfriend knelt like a dog, taking slap after slap, Chen Feng pushed open the private room door. "Sorry, I believe in settling scores. Now it's my turn to loosen up your bones!"
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