While Lin Gengfang took her afternoon nap, Yang Yi watched the fire brewing the medicine.
Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.
He didn’t need to look.
It had to be Qiao Haishan, since his was the only number saved in the phone.
“Uncle Qiao.”
Qiao Haishan sounded a little embarrassed.
“Xiaoyang, I have a difficult favor to ask.”
Yang Yi smiled.
“You’re being too polite, Uncle Qiao.
What can I help you with?”
Qiao Haishan explained, “I have a friend named Shen Wanqian.
He’s been suffering from a chronic illness for years, and he suddenly collapsed while we were on the phone just now.”
“Could you go take a look at him for me?
I’m on my way to his house right now, too.”
Yang Yi agreed immediately.
“Give me the address.
I’ll head over right now.”
Qiao Haishan replied gratefully, “Great!
I’ll text it to you right away!”
They ended the call.
A moment later, Yang Yi took out his phone to look up the address Qiao Haishan had sent.
‘Huh, it’s just in the complex across the street?’
Yang Yi turned down the flame, then headed out.
He crossed into the neighboring complex and soon arrived at the Shen Family’s villa.
The villa’s main gate was wide open.
A tall, beautiful woman in a cinched-waist dress stood there, her face etched with anxiety as she stared expectantly toward the entrance.
Yang Yi walked up and asked, “Is this the home of Mr.
Shen Wanqian?”
Shen Youwei frowned.
“Who are you?”
Yang Yi replied, “Qiao Haishan asked me to come treat your father.”
Shen Youwei was taken aback and couldn’t help but size him up.
“You?
Here to treat my dad?
Are you kidding me!”
She looked furious.
“Have you even graduated from college?
What makes you think you can understand my father’s condition?”
Yang Yi replied calmly, “There isn’t an illness in this world I can’t cure.”
Hearing this, Shen Youwei scoffed.
“What a load of hot air!
Get out of the way!
The real Divine Doctor is here!”
She jogged over to welcome the newcomer.
Yang Yi glanced back and saw it was none other than Xu Renfeng.
“Grandpa Xu, please, you have to take a look at my father!”
“Mm.”
Xu Renfeng grunted in reply, but his expression darkened the moment he spotted Yang Yi standing off to the side.
“Miss Shen, what’s this kid doing here?”
Shen Youwei asked in surprise, “You know him?”
Xu Renfeng’s expression grew grim.
“I do.
And we have quite the history.
If you want me to treat your father, then throw him out!”
Shen Youwei’s brow furrowed.
She turned to Yang Yi and said coldly, “You’re not welcome here.
Please leave.”
Yang Yi stated flatly, “He can’t cure your father.”
Shen Youwei’s pretty face flushed with anger.
“Grandpa Xu is the most skilled Divine Doctor in all of Jiangnan.
Who are you to question him?”
“Don’t think you can act all high and mighty just because you learned a few things in school!
Security!
Get him out of here!”
Yang Yi could only shake his head and walk away.
With a cold expression, Shen Youwei led Xu Renfeng into the villa’s main hall.
In the main hall.
Xu Renfeng took Shen Wanqian’s pulse and then declared, “It’s nothing.
Just a minor issue.”
Shen Youwei let out a sigh of relief.
“Then I’ll leave him in your hands!”
Xu Renfeng began performing acupuncture on Shen Wanqian.
About five minutes later, Shen Wanqian came to.
His face was still pale, however, and he looked exceptionally weak.
Shen Youwei quickly asked, “Dad, how are you feeling?”
“Okay…” Shen Wanqian managed a weak smile.
“Divine Doctor Xu, I’ve troubled you again.”
Xu Renfeng gave a faint smile.
“Saving lives is my duty.
It’s no trouble at all.”
Shen Youwei was just about to complain about the unreliable person Qiao Haishan had sent over, when she saw her father’s expression suddenly contort in agony.
SPFFT!
Shen Wanqian violently spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed, unconscious once more.
‘Shen Youwei was frozen in terror.
Why was he spitting up blood?’
Xu Renfeng’s face fell.
He rushed to check Shen Wanqian’s pulse.
“Divine Doctor Xu, what’s my father’s condition?
Why did he suddenly vomit blood?”
“His pulse is chaotic…
It’s showing signs of turning into a death pulse…”
In other words, Shen Wanqian was dying.
Shen Youwei’s mind went blank, and she collapsed onto the sofa.
She pleaded, “Divine Doctor Xu, you have to save my father!
You’re the greatest Divine Doctor in all of Jiangnan Province!”
Bracing himself, Xu Renfeng tried another acupuncture technique, but it was useless.
“Miss Shen, I’m sorry.”
Shen Youwei’s face was ashen.
“Is…
is there nothing that can be done?” she asked, her voice trembling.
Xu Renfeng shook his head.
“In Mr.
Shen’s current state, not even a god could save him now.”
Everything went black for Shen Youwei, and she nearly fainted.
Just then, a disdainful voice drifted in from the doorway.
“Quack.
Is ‘not even a god could save him now’ your go-to line for anyone you can’t cure?”
Xu Renfeng’s face contorted with rage.
He whipped his head around to glare at Yang Yi.
“You again, you punk!
Are you saying I’m wrong?!”
Shen Youwei was about to lash out when she saw Qiao Haishan walking in.
“Uncle Qiao!”
Qiao Haishan’s expression was grave.
“Let Xiaoyang treat your father first!”
He had run into Yang Yi at the villa gate on his way out and had to swallow his pride to persuade him to come back.
Shen Youwei was aghast.
“Him?
How could he possibly help, Uncle Qiao!
Sending my father to a hospital would be more reliable!”
Qiao Haishan said, “There’s no time for the hospital.
Xiaoyang, can you save Old Shen’s life?”
Yang Yi glanced over at the patient, his tone flat.
“I can.”
“Then Old Shen’s life is in your hands!”
But Shen Youwei blocked his path, looking at Qiao Haishan in confusion.
“Uncle Qiao…”
Qiao Haishan said, “Xiaoyang is the one who saved your Aunt Huang’s life.
I trust him.”
‘Shen Youwei was stunned.
‘This kid saved Aunt Huang?”
She lowered her hand, still skeptical, and warned, “If you dare harm my father, I’ll never forgive you!”
Yang Yi looked completely unconcerned.
He simply stepped forward, took the man’s pulse, and then frowned.
He looked at Shen Youwei.
“Did your father take Life Grass yesterday?”
Nearby, Xu Renfeng’s expression changed, a flicker of panic in his eyes.
Shen Youwei was shocked.
“How did you know that?”
Yang Yi’s voice was tinged with anger.
“If you don’t know how to treat a condition, you shouldn’t treat it at all!
Giving your father Life Grass will only make him die faster!”
When Shen Youwei saw that Yang Yi could tell what medicine her father had taken just by checking his pulse, a spark of hope ignited within her.
“You have a way to save my father, don’t you?
As long as you can save his life, my family will give you anything you ask for!”
Yang Yi said no more.
Instead, he took out his own silver needles and began inserting them one by one into Shen Wanqian’s acupoints.
Visibly, the color began to return to Shen Wanqian’s face, and his breathing evened out.
Overjoyed, Shen Youwei watched her father with bated breath.
COUGH…
COUGH COUGH…
A moment later, Shen Wanqian woke up.
His breathing was normal as he asked, “Am I…
alive again?”
Qiao Haishan’s voice was filled with lingering fear.
“Old Shen, you really took a stroll past the Ghost Gate this time!
It’s all thanks to Xiaoyang!”
Yang Yi put away his silver needles.
“I’ll write a prescription for your father.
Go and buy a two-week supply.”
Shen Wanqian looked at Yang Yi, and suddenly his expression shifted, a trace of shock appearing in his eyes.
He quickly sat up and said, “Divine Doctor Yang, thank you for saving my life!”
Yang Yi, however, frowned.
“Where did you get that Life Grass?
Don’t you know its nature is aggressively potent and completely incompatible with your condition?”