Chapter 91 - The Divine Doctor's Marvelous Hands

“Chenfeng, why don’t you take action and wake Old Master Zou up?” Zhao Qihua whispered to Ye Chenfeng’s side.If anything were to happen to Zou Zedong, Chenfeng would definitely not be able to escape involvement, and even he, Zhao Qihua, wouldn’t be able to help!

Of course, he still didn’t know that Ye Chenfeng was the legitimate grandson of the Yes from Capital City!

Ye Chenfeng silently nodded and said, “Uncle Zhao, I’m afraid that even if we take this old gentleman to the hospital, his chances of survival are slim.

However, I truly do have a way to pull him back from Ghost Gate Pass.

Nevertheless, there are too many people here.

I need a quiet room to treat him.”

Zhao Qihua had full faith in Ye Chenfeng, the Divine Doctor’s words—he himself had been awakened from a three-month coma by Ye Chenfeng.

From what Ye Chenfeng said, he understood the grave danger that Old Master Zou was in, and promptly called over two waiters, “Take Old Master Zou to a room in the hotel.”

“What are you doing?

Could it be that you want to delay taking Old Master Zou to the hospital?” The doctor who accompanied Old Master Zou, knowing full well that there was no hope for him, still spoke up to stop them.

As the saying goes, one should respect the master when beating a dog.

As Old Master Zou’s personal doctor, he had been brown-nosed by many people, and over time, he really began to believe he was someone of importance.

“Yes!

Zhao Qihua, can you bear the responsibility for Old Master Zou’s condition?”

“Zhao Qihua, quickly apologize to this doctor.

Old Master Zou’s health is extremely precious!”

Zhao Qihua’s face flushed with anger as he looked at these sycophants, and he retorted furiously, “If something happens to Old Master Zou tonight?

I, Zhao Qihua, will take full responsibility.

Now, do you still have anything to say?”

The accompanying doctor sneered, “You’ll take responsibility?

Can you afford it?”

Zhao Qihua was a renowned businessman in Tianhai, and he also controlled a publicly listed company—how could he endure mockery from this junior doctor?

Recalling what Ye Chenfeng had just said, he spoke without mercy, “Fine, in that case, you can take Old Master Zou to the hospital right away.

However, if Old Master Zou still meets some misfortune after entering the hospital, don’t try to shift the blame onto others.

Will you take responsibility yourself?

How about that?”

The accompanying doctor dared not agree.

His eyes flitting about uncertainly, he looked at Zhao Qihua who, seeing the doctor was at a loss for words, continued, “Hurry up and help Old Master Zou into the room.”

As Zhao Qihua turned his body, Ye Chenfeng clearly saw the dense beads of sweat on his forehead and jokingly asked, “Uncle Zhao, could it be that the air conditioning in the foyer is too high?” Thɪs chapter is updated by NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt

Zhao Qihua showed a wry smile.

Although he was decisive and commanding on the surface, he was truly worried.

Zou Guodong was the father of Tianhai Municipal Committee’s secretary!

If something were to truly go wrong, the Zhaos might as well forget about getting by in Tianhai.

However, when he saw Ye Chenfeng’s unstirred demeanor, he felt somewhat relieved inside.

Ye Chenfeng, Zhao Qihua, Fang Nanxiang, and others quickly entered the room prepared for Zou Guodong.

Of course, Zhao Wanting and Bai Xueling followed them inside as well.

Zhao Wanting knew that Ye Chenfeng was definitely going to make a move to save someone, while Bai Xueling was filled with curiosity.

As for the others, they were all kept outside the door by bodyguards arranged by Zhao Qihua.

He knew that the treatment process by Ye Chenfeng should not be disturbed.

He also knew about Ye Chenfeng being a Divine Doctor and that he did not wish to be too ostentatious.

Ye Chenfeng placed his palm on Zou Zedong’s chest, and a stream of Soul Force entered the man’s heart.

Zou Zedong’s heart function had clearly completely failed; he must have been relying on expensive medication to survive until now.

However, Ye Chenfeng was able to reactivate Zou Zedong’s heartbeat, and of course, with the aid of his Soul Force, he could also restore some of Zou Zedong’s cardiac functions, which would at least let him live another five or six years without any problem.

After locating the root of the illness, Ye Chenfeng took out his portable acupuncture kit and heated a silver needle with a lighter to sterilize it briefly.

Just as he was about to begin the acupuncture, Bai Xueling called out, “Are you trying to save him or harm him?

Is this how you save someone?

We should hurry to the hospital!

Otherwise, you might be charged with murder.”

Ye Chenfeng frowned in displeasure and snapped, “Who let you into the room?

Shut up.

If you dare to spout another word of nonsense, I won’t hesitate to throw you out.”

The aura emanating from Ye Chenfeng intimidated Bai Xueling.

She had good intentions when she cautioned Ye Chenfeng, but who knew that he would take her kindness for granted; her mood instantly plummeted.

“Xueling, Chenfeng can do it.

Just watch from the side!” Zhao Qihua hurriedly said, having already laid all his cards on the table in the second-floor hall; he couldn’t allow anyone to disturb Ye Chenfeng’s treatment.

“Does he really know medical skills?” Bai Xueling muttered in her heart, unconvinced.

But when she saw Ye Chenfeng performing acupuncture, a look of wonder appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Ye Chenfeng’s needle insertion was incredibly swift, so much so that even an old traditional doctor who had studied medicine his entire life probably couldn’t match his speed!

Moreover, every one of Ye Chenfeng’s movements was highly aesthetic as if he wasn’t saving a life but performing a piece of art.

Watching Ye Chenfeng’s intense focus, Bai Xueling felt an unexpected stirring in her heart at that moment, although she did not realize the change within herself and couldn’t help thinking, “Is he really still Ye Chenfeng, the man whom everyone in Capital City calls the fool Ye?”

Then, Bai Xueling recalled the forceful words Ye Chenfeng had uttered on stage just before, and a strange emotion welled up inside her.

Her eyes inadvertently glanced towards Zhao Wanting beside her.

Zhao Wanting was also looking in Bai Xueling’s direction.

Their eyes met, and almost simultaneously, they averted their gazes.

Zhao Wanting had clearly seen the flicker of admiration in Bai Xueling’s eyes when she was looking at Ye Chenfeng.

She thought despondently, “A man as outstanding as Chenfeng, perhaps only a woman like Xueling is worthy of him.

Who am I, Zhao Wanting?

At most, I’m just an ugly duckling.”

Ye Chenfeng had no idea that, while he was performing acupuncture to save a life, both Zhao Wanting and Bai Xueling were preoccupied with thoughts of him!

Seven silver needles formed a peculiar pattern on Zou Zedong’s chest, resembling a giant dragon soaring through the clouds.

This technique was called The Seven Extremities Needles, which Ye Chenfeng had researched and developed in his previous life.

The Seven Extremities Needles targeted seven vital acupoints on Zou Zedong’s chest.

Of course, the most important aspect was that this technique needed to be combined with Soul Force to be effective.

Last time, in the black market, Ye Chenfeng had used acupuncture and Soul Force to save a young girl with myocardial infarction.

However, Zou Zedong’s condition was much more serious, but fortunately, his Soul Force had reached the Fourth Level.

If he had remained at his previous level, it would have been uncertain whether he could pull Zou Zedong back from Ghost Gate Pass!