Yang Yi smiled calmly.
“Alright.”
Wu Shaojie snorted, then turned and walked into the villa.
Shen Youwei looked at Yang Yi, exasperated.
“Why did you have to make that bet with him!”
“Do you have any idea who Huang Jisheng is?
They say he’s the greatest traditional medicine doctor in all of Great Xia.”
“No matter how complicated Uncle Wu’s condition is, it’s nothing to a Divine Doctor who’s practically number one in the nation.”
Yang Yi chuckled.
“What, you’ve lost faith in me too?”
Shen Youwei sighed.
“It’s not that I’ve lost faith in you.
I even believe your medical skills are nearly on par with Divine Doctor Huang’s.”
“I’m sure you have a way to treat Uncle Wu, too.
But for you to say that Divine Doctor Huang can’t cure him…
how is that possible?”
She paused slightly before continuing, “You might not like hearing this, but if even Divine Doctor Huang can’t cure him, then I’m afraid you probably can’t either.”
“It’s fine,” Yang Yi said nonchalantly.
“Let’s just go in and see.”
But Shen Youwei grabbed him, whispering, “Let’s just run.
Wu Shaojie doesn’t know where you live anyway!”
Yang Yi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
He shook his head and instead pulled her toward the villa’s main hall.
“Yang Yi!”
Shen Youwei grew anxious.
“Aren’t you afraid you’ll have to call Wu Shaojie ‘Grandpa’ later?”
“He won’t get the chance.
You can rest assured.”
The two of them entered the villa’s main hall.
When Wu Shaojie saw Yang Yi holding Shen Youwei’s wrist, the flames of jealousy practically spilled from his eyes.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he announced loudly, “Divine Doctor Huang, this kid says you can’t cure my father!”
“He even said that after you fail, he’ll step in to fix things.
He has absolutely no respect for you!”
The expressions of both Shen Youwei and Wu Wenjing changed drastically.
Huang Jisheng, who was in the middle of sterilizing his silver needles, also frowned and turned to glance at Yang Yi.
Shen Youwei forced herself to explain, “Divine Doctor Huang, Yang Yi didn’t mean it like that.
Please, don’t misunderstand…”
Wu Wenjing also chimed in with a frown, “Divine Doctor Huang, Mr.
Yang is young and doesn’t know any better.
Please, don’t be angry.”
“Mr.
Yang, hurry up and apologize to Divine Doctor Huang.
I’m sure an esteemed man like him won’t hold it against you!”
After all, Yang Yi had saved his life last night, so whether he wanted to or not, he had to speak up for him.
Huang Jisheng’s face darkened.
He turned to Yang Yi.
“You have quite the arrogant tone for a young man.
May I ask who your master is?”
Yang Yi said flatly, “My master dislikes ostentation.
Besides, you’re not qualified to know his name.”
In his memory, the old man’s medical skills were godlike.
The only people who could seek him out for treatment were those who stood at the very pinnacle of Great Xia.
‘Even those people don’t know my master’s name, so what gives Huang Jisheng the right to know?’
Fury contorted Huang Jisheng’s face.
“How arrogant!
The person who dares to question me, Huang Jisheng, hasn’t even been born yet!”
“You little punk, you don’t even dare name your own school of medicine.
I bet you’re just some quack who swindles people in the countryside!”
“Don’t think you can trick a few ignorant villagers and start believing you’re some kind of living Divine Doctor!”
Shen Youwei quickly said, “Divine Doctor Huang, Yang Yi doesn’t realize how incredible you are.
Please don’t take offense.”
Huang Jisheng snorted.
“You’re Shen Wanqian’s daughter, aren’t you?
You should open your eyes and be more discerning about the men you associate with.”
“You’re the daughter of a provincial magnate, after all.
If you get involved with a fraud, you’ll be a laughingstock if word gets out.”
Shen Youwei’s expression faltered, and a flicker of anger rose within her.
Wu Shaojie added in a snide tone, “Exactly, Youwei.
You should at least consider Shen Fushou’s reputation, shouldn’t you?”
He was deliberately trying to embarrass Yang Yi to make Shen Youwei see reality.
Shen Youwei took a deep breath, deciding to just take Yang Yi and leave the Wu Family’s home.
But Yang Yi suddenly placed a hand on her shoulder.
She turned to see him giving her a calm smile.
Yang Yi looked directly at Wu Wenjing and said flatly, “President Wu, this Divine Doctor Huang cannot cure you.
Whether you believe me or not is up to you.”
Wu Wenjing’s expression froze.
He felt a bit awkward.
‘This Mr.
Yang is really pushing his luck.’
‘I’ve already made Divine Doctor Huang’s identity perfectly clear, and he still dares to say something like that?’
But Huang Jisheng was already incensed.
He said coldly, “You’re spouting nonsense, boy!
You think I can’t handle a minor problem like Wu Wenjing’s?”
“Since you’re so full of yourself and insist on questioning me, then you’d better open your eyes and watch closely!”
With that, he said to Wu Wenjing, “President Wu, please remove your shirt and lie down!”
Wu Wenjing replied respectfully, “Of course!”
He did as he was told, quickly taking off his shirt and lying down on the sofa.
Huang Jisheng shot a cold glance at Yang Yi.
“Watch carefully, kid!
This is a skill you could never learn in a lifetime!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he deftly plucked a needle and inserted it!
“If I cure President Wu, you’d better apologize to me!
Otherwise, I’ll make sure your name becomes infamous throughout Jiangnan Province!”
As Huang Jisheng spoke, he inserted several more needles, his movements as fluid as flowing water.
But Yang Yi wore a calm and confident expression.
“I’m afraid you won’t get that chance.”
Huang Jisheng’s expression didn’t change as he continued to place the needles.
Seeing this, Wu Shaojie immediately started to fawn over him.
“As expected of Divine Doctor Huang!
I’ve never seen anyone place needles so quickly!”
“Kid, I suggest you get on your knees and apologize to Divine Doctor Huang right now!
Beg him to let you off!”
“You can’t afford the consequences of angering Divine Doctor Huang!
You might even drag Shen Fushou into it!”
Hearing this, Shen Youwei suddenly felt a pang of worry, because Wu Shaojie wasn’t wrong.
Her dad’s company had only entered the pharmaceutical industry a few years ago, and Huang Jisheng was a heavyweight in the medical world…
‘Offending him is undoubtedly digging our own grave.’
But Yang Yi said calmly, “Beg him?
In a little while, he’ll be the one begging me to save your father.”
“Otherwise, if he kills the leading tycoon of Jiangnan Province’s industry, that mistake will be enough to ruin his reputation completely.”
Wu Shaojie exploded in anger.
“You’re full of shit!
Still talking tough and cursing my dad!
I think you’re really asking to die!”
Just then, Huang Jisheng finished placing the needles and asked, “President Wu, how do you feel?”
Wu Wenjing replied, “I feel refreshed and clear-headed.
It’s as if all my fatigue has been swept away.”
Huang Jisheng said, “You’ve inhaled a type of poisonous gas.
This gas has seeped into your bloodstream and spread throughout your entire body.”
“Right now, I’ve used my needle technique to contain the toxins within a specific area.
Next, I will force them out.”
Wu Wenjing was shocked.
“I was poisoned?
Please, Divine Doctor Huang, save my life!”
Huang Jisheng smiled faintly.
“Rest assured.
With me on the case, a mere toxin is not worth mentioning.”
Only then did Wu Wenjing relax a little, lying there quietly.
But Yang Yi, who was standing to the side, just shook his head with a small, wry laugh.
Huang Jisheng, growing annoyed, asked directly, “Kid, what are you shaking your head for?
Am I wrong about something?”
Yang Yi said flatly, “I’m laughing because you’ve misdiagnosed the cause of his illness, yet you’re standing there looking so pleased with yourself.”