Yang Yongchang was also enraged by Ye Linglong’s words. He slammed the silver needle in his hand heavily onto the table.
“You little girl, what do you understand?”
“I had already begun practicing medicine before you were even born. Who do you think you are to speak here?”
The elderly men nearby nodded slightly.
What Yang Yongchang said was indeed true. He had started young and had been practicing medicine for at least forty or fifty years.
Although Ye Linglong was the Tianhai Enchantress and a rising star in the business world, she truly had no standing to challenge Yang Yongchang in the field of medicine.
Seeing the crowd behave like clowns, Qin Chuan could not help but sneer.
Rotten wood cannot be carved, and a wall of mud cannot be plastered.
These old men were truly a group of ignorant fools.
As the crowd murmured, a smug expression appeared on Yang Yongchang’s face, “Little girl, little brat, do you dare to make a bet with me?”
“If I cure the patient, the two of you will kneel before me in public, kowtow three times, and compensate me with 100 million yuan. How about it?”
A cold smile curved at Ye Linglong’s lips, her eyes full of disdain, “A bet it is. Who’s afraid of you?”
“If you lose, you will kneel before the two of us, kowtow three times, and return every bit of money you’ve obtained through deception all these years.”
Ye Linglong showed no fear at all.
Qin Chuan lightly tugged her arm, “Are you that confident?”
Ye Linglong looked at him, a charming smile appearing on her face, “If you say he can’t cure him, then he definitely can’t. I believe you.”
“Even if he somehow succeeds, I can always refuse to admit it. I’m just a woman, what can he do to me?”
Seeing the sly smile on her face, Qin Chuan suddenly felt a trace of warmth in his heart.
Although Ye Linglong approached him with certain motives, she was far better than Su Qinghuan.
Su Qinghuan had almost never trusted him.
In comparison, Ye Linglong understood him much better.
“Good, good, good!” Seeing Ye Linglong’s arrogance, Yang Yongchang was so angry that his body trembled as he spoke three times in succession.
“Then it’s settled. I don’t care who you are or what your status is. Since you dare to bet, let everyone here be a witness.”
Zhang Zhen’guo looked troubled as he glanced at Ye Linglong, then at Yang Yongchang and Su Qinghuan, feeling a headache coming on.
He had long heard that both the Ye family’s daughter and the Su family’s daughter were not easy to deal with. Now it seemed to be true.
But he did not want any more trouble while his father was critically ill, so he forced himself to say, “Since both sides are confident, we’ll proceed as you say.”
“But this matter has nothing to do with our Zhang family. We only hope Doctor Yang can save my father.”
Yang Yongchang said disdainfully, “Medical skill must be honed over many years to achieve anything.”
“Even I trained for fifty years under a master to reach this level.”
“And yet two ignorant youngsters dare to question my skills?”
“Today, I will show you what it means to be a frog at the bottom of a well.”
He picked up the silver needle again and began preparing.
Qin Chuan sneered, “Once that needle goes in, the patient’s condition will immediately worsen.”
“He might even bleed from all seven orifices and die on the spot.”
“The fact that he hesitated earlier proves he has no confidence.”
“If you don’t believe me, just wait and see.”
Ye Linglong stared at Qin Chuan for a long time, then smiled, “I believe you!”
Under everyone’s watchful gaze, Yang Yongchang took a deep breath, raised the silver needle, and drove it forcefully into Zhang Kangyang’s chest.
The needle sank halfway in, then began to rotate rapidly.
The room fell into complete silence. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result.
Only Yang Yongchang’s heavy breathing and the faint sound of the needle turning could be heard.
Qin Chuan could not help but shake his head.
The Tanzhong acupoint was one of the most important points in the human body. It could bring life or death.
A single mistake could turn life into death, though it also held a chance to reverse death into life.
However, Zhang Kangyang’s condition had nothing to do with this acupoint. This needle not only failed to save him but also drained much of his vital energy.
After a while, everyone’s expressions gradually changed.
On the bed, Zhang Kangyang’s pale face slowly regained some color.
His faint breathing became steady, as if a miracle had occurred.
Everyone present showed astonishment.
Although Yang Yongchang was arrogant and unpleasant, his medical skill was undeniable.
He had seemingly brought the dying old man back to life.
Yang Yongchang slowly let out a breath, his face filled with pride as he turned to Zhang Zhen’guo, “Fortunately, there were no mistakes.”
“In a while, the patient will regain consciousness.”
He then turned to Ye Linglong and Qin Chuan, “Have you two children seen it now?”
“What else do you have to say?”
Gu Yunshen, who had been nervous, now showed delight, “Hahaha, Doctor Yang truly lives up to his reputation. Today I’ve witnessed it myself.”
“Qin Chuan, a bet is a bet. I advise you to kneel and admit defeat immediately.”
“Otherwise, Doctor Yang will not let you off. His connections are beyond your imagination!”
Seeing their expressions, Qin Chuan’s lips curved in mockery.
A group of fools.
Su Qinghuan also let out a sigh of relief. She turned to Qin Chuan, a trace of reluctance in her eyes.
After all, Qin Chuan had cared for her for five years and was still her legal husband.
Seeing him in such an embarrassing situation made her uneasy, “Qin Chuan, why don’t you just yield?”
“As long as you apologize to Yunshen and me and agree to come back home with me, I’ll ask Doctor Yang to let you go.”
Qin Chuan looked at Su Qinghuan coldly, disappointment surging in his heart.
Had the woman he once loved so deeply truly become so unfamiliar?
Even now, she still refused to trust him?
Feeling his gaze, Su Qinghuan’s heart trembled slightly, “Qin Chuan, you…”
Qin Chuan had already withdrawn his gaze. He turned to Yang Yongchang, his eyes filled with deep contempt.
“Putting on a righteous front while being despicable, flaunting arrogance after gaining a little success.”
“Do you really think you’ve won? Just wait and see.”
He then spoke slowly, “Ten!”
“Nine!”
“Eight!”
“…”
Hearing Qin Chuan’s words, everyone looked confused.
Gu Yunshen frowned, “What do you mean?”
“You’re not planning to run away, are you?”
Qin Chuan remained expressionless, continuing the countdown while pulling Ye Linglong back several steps.
“Three!”
“Two!”
“One!”
At the moment the countdown ended, Zhang Kangyang, whose condition had seemed to improve, suddenly began convulsing violently.
His face instantly turned dark, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood without warning. The scene was horrifying.
Caught off guard, everyone nearby was splattered with blood. The room instantly descended into chaos.
Even Su Qinghuan, who stood a bit farther away, was stained with blood.
Only Qin Chuan and Ye Linglong had stepped back in advance and avoided it.
Everyone turned to look at the bed.
Zhang Kangyang was still convulsing.
His already withered face had turned ferocious, and blood seeped from his mouth, nose, and ears.
It was exactly the same as Qin Chuan had predicted. Blood flowed from all seven orifices.
Everyone was horrified and turned to look at Qin Chuan, their eyes filled with shock.
Everything he said had come true exactly. Not a single detail was wrong.
Could it be that this young man’s medical skill surpassed Yang Yongchang’s?
The Zhang family members rushed to the bedside in panic. Zhang Zhen’guo cried out, “Father, how are you?”
“Doctor Yang, what’s going on? Hurry and save my father!”
At this moment, Yang Yongchang’s face had already changed drastically, as if he had lost everything, “This… how could this happen?”