C3 Exquisite Hand-to-hand Returning Spring

"You!"

"Madam He!" Ling Tiancheng snapped, "Do you want to end Mr. Hee's last hope?"

The middle-aged woman swallowed the sarcastic words that she wanted to blurt out. She glanced at Ye Hong and snorted heavily, not saying another word.

However, the threat in his eyes hadn't diminished in the slightest.

Ye Hong smiled faintly and quickly tapped on the old man's chest a few times.

Then, he suddenly extended his fist and heavily smashed it on the old man's head.

"Ah!

Madam He cried out in shock and glared at Ye Hong: "What are you doing, you're committing murder!" "I'm calling the police right now, I must have a screw loose to actually believe your lies!"

She took out her cell phone and was about to furiously dial the number of the police.

However, Ling Tiancheng, who was beside her, pulled her back, "Madam He, don't be impatient …"

"Can't you be impatient? "Ling Tiancheng, let me tell you, this is no longer a medical accident, it's an intentional murder. Not just him, everyone here must take responsibility for this!"

"Mr. Hee's situation has stabilized!"

"Don't talk so much to me, I will definitely not forgive you …" Ah? "What?"

Madam He only realized what Ling Tiancheng said after she finished her sentence.

She quickly lowered her head to look at the old man.

As expected, the man's face was flushed red and his breathing quickened. It seemed as if he would die at any moment. Yet, at this moment, he seemed to have returned to normal.

His breathing was calm, and his face was no longer as red, as if he was sleeping soundly.

Madam He gaped in surprise. "This …" How could this … "What's going on?"

She couldn't believe it. That brat had only patted her husband a few times and smashed him. That dangerous situation just now had allowed a patient who died frequently to recover from his illness.

"Alright." Ye Hong said lightly, turned around and walked out.

Ling Weiwei's eyes were also wide open, disbelief written all over her face.

That's it?

You're not bragging, are you?

She quickly turned her head to look at Ling Tiancheng, blinking her big eyes, as if hoping that Ling Tiancheng would resolutely deny Ye Hong.

However, Ling Tiancheng touched the old man's pulse for a moment. Then, he looked at the middle-aged woman with a complicated expression: "Mr. Hee … I've recovered! "

"What?"

The middle-aged woman cried out in shock, her face filled with disbelief. Doctor Ling, are you joking? "

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Ling Tiancheng smiled bitterly.

Even he didn't know what was going on.

He was obviously terminally ill. He was clearly in critical condition. How could he be cured by Ye Hong's seemingly random slaps?

This didn't make sense!

If Ye Hong really had such a miraculous medical skill, why would he need to be a small apprentice in their Medicine Hall?

"Let's rest here for a while. Mr. Hee should wake up soon."

After saying that, Ling Tiancheng did not explain any further. He stood up with his hands behind his back and followed Ye Hong out with a solemn expression.

At the entrance of the inner hall and the main hall, Ling Tiancheng turned around and said harshly to Ling Weiwei, "Slight, come with me."

"Ah?" "Oh …"

Ling Weiwei's soul had left her body and her mind was completely blank. She still could not believe that the patient had been completely cured.

And it was even cured by Ye Hong!

Wasn't what he said just now all bragging? How could this be … How was it possible?

Was dad mistaken?

No, he wouldn't. His father had been a doctor all his life and he could tell with a single glance if a person was sick or not, not to mention if a patient's pulse had been diagnosed.

This was much more reliable than the hospital's most modern instruments.

But since when was Ye Hong so amazing?

Ling Weiwei followed behind Ling Tiancheng and appeared in front of Ye Hong.

Ye Hong was sitting by the table and pouring himself a cup of tea, sipping on it.

"Slightly, apologize to Lil 'Ye." Ling Tiancheng said with a straight face.

"Dad, on what basis? Why should I apologize to him!" Ling Weiwei stomped her feet in dissatisfaction.

"What did you say to Lil 'Ye just now?" "Now that Lil 'Ye really cured her patient, do you think you're wrong?" Ling Tiancheng said in a stern voice, "If you have any mistakes, you should fix them, especially if we are doctors. If we persist in doing so, who knows how many patients we will harm in the future!"

"But, Dad …"

"Apologize!"

Seeing that the old man was adamant, Ling Weiwei reluctantly turned her head to Ye Hong and said, "I'm sorry..."

Ling Tiancheng sighed softly, then looked towards Ye Hong, "Lil 'Ye, look at this …"

Ye Hong chuckled, "Teacher, there's no need to be like this. I won't hold a grudge against you for such a small matter."

In Ye Hong's eyes, it was laughable that Ling Weiwei was so overbearing and ferocious.

It was just like a child flaunting his power in front of an adult brute. Could a brute really hang a child and give it a beating?

Ling Tiancheng stared at Ye Hong and muttered to himself. He seemed to have some questions that he wanted to ask but didn't know how to start.

"Teacher, if you have something to say, feel free to say it." Ye Hong said directly, "I've always treated you as a close senior. This will never change no matter what happens, so you don't have to be unfamiliar with me because of anything."

Ling Tiancheng smiled and said: "If that's the case, then I'll be frank... "Lil 'Ye, with such medical skills, you far surpass me by who knows how many times. Why would you still be a student in a small place like mine?"

To put it nicely, they were students.

In fact, he was just a servant.

Anyone with even the slightest knowledge of Chinese medicine could do it.

A person like Ye Hong could easily become famous in the traditional Chinese medical field. There was no need for him to feel wronged to this extent.

Ye Hong smiled faintly: "Teacher, there are many things that I am unable to explain to you right now, but please believe that I do not have any ill intentions towards you. Also, I will continue to stay here for a period of time from now on. When the time is right, I will give you an explanation."

Ling Weiwei curled her lips in disdain.

"Isn't it just a cure for a patient? "What's so great about that..."

"Slight, shut up!"

Ling Weiwei lowered her head, feeling wronged and indignant. She glared at Ye Hong with hatred, not daring to speak again.

Just then, the middle-aged woman let out another cry of surprise. "Old He! Old He, you're awake! Thank God you're all right, you're all right... Doctor Ling, Doctor Ling, come over quickly and take a look. Old He is awake! "

Ling Tiancheng and Ye Hong quickly walked into the room.

The old man had already sat up and was gently rubbing his head.

"Doctor Ling, I'll have to trouble you to take a look. Is Old He really cured?" He was so sick before, that's all. I... "I still don't feel at ease."

Ling Tiancheng turned around to look at Ye Hong, "Lil 'Ye, it's better if you do it."

Ye Hong just glanced at Mr. Hee and said directly, "No need to look anymore, everything is fine now. You are in good health and can leave at any time."