Ye Feng sent a message, exasperated. "Senior Sisters, this wedding is just a formality. There's no need to make such a big scene, and you really don't have to come all this way."
But one by one, their profile pictures went dark, and the messages stopped.
Ye Feng sighed in resignation. 'They still spoil me just like they used to, but I'm a grown man now!'
But for now, it was time to handle some important business!
Ye Feng drove to the eastern suburbs, parked his car, and took a crudely made, well-worn sachet from his pocket. He gazed at it affectionately, his thoughts immediately flashing back ten years.
That year, on the night of the Dragon Boat Festival—a time for family reunions—the Ye family was framed. Of its more than forty members, some were killed, and others fled for their lives. His own parents also vanished in the midst of the tragedy.
Hunted by killers, Ye Feng fled like a terrified stray, completely disoriented, and finally stumbled into a young girl's room.
The girl had wrapped him in her blankets, holding him tightly to hide him from his pursuers.
The girl had also given him this sachet, saying sweetly, "I sewed this myself. Take it. It will watch over you and keep you safe."
Ye Feng could never forget that beautiful girl—her jade-like skin, her pure eyes, and her deep, innate kindness.
With the girl's help, Ye Feng narrowly escaped. He then met his master and was taken to the Kunlun Sect to begin his training.
Ye Feng was exceptionally gifted. By fifteen, he had mastered medicine. By eighteen, he achieved mastery in the martial arts. By twenty, he understood the mysteries of Yin and Yang and the Eight Trigrams, and was proficient in zither, Go, calligraphy, and painting. Determining life and death with a single touch of the pulse or discerning a person's fortune by observing their aura was child's play for him!
Now that he had mastered his skills, Ye Feng came down from the mountain with two goals: to avenge the destruction of the Ye family, and more importantly, to repay the kind girl who had saved his life. He would willingly spend the rest of his life watching over her.
Following his memory, Ye Feng found the house where the girl used to live, only to be left completely dumbstruck.
The area had been demolished and redeveloped long ago. It was completely unrecognizable, and there was no telling where the girl and her family had gone!
Ye Feng looked at the sachet in his hand and murmured, "Don't worry. Even if I have to wait until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, even if I have to search to the ends of the earth, I will find you. I will."
After speaking, Ye Feng carefully put the sachet away, got back in his car, and called Cui Biao. He asked him to look into the records of the former residents of that area, then drove to the Riverside Villa District.
The Xiao family didn't want him around, and he couldn't be bothered to deal with their sullen faces anyway. It was better to rest here, where he could enjoy some peace and quiet.
The Riverside Villa District was the most luxurious residential area in Jiangcheng, and the "Sky" Villa was the pinnacle of them all.
This villa was originally a gift Cui Biao had prepared for his mistress. The interior was exquisitely decorated and fully furnished with everything one could need. But before his mistress could move in, he gave it directly to Ye Feng!
Ye Feng had just entered the grand hall when a call came from an unknown number.
Ye Feng answered his phone, and Cao Bin's respectful voice came from the other end. "Master, where are you? I'd like to see you, if it's convenient."
Twenty minutes later, Cao Bin arrived. He presented a box to Ye Feng with an obsequious smile and said, "Master, this is a small greeting gift. I hope you'll accept it!"
Ye Feng opened the box, revealing a ginseng root. The root was fully formed, with appendages that looked like arms and legs, making it resemble a small infant. A rich, potent aroma of ginseng wafted out.
A quick estimate placed the ginseng's age at well over a hundred years! A root like this was a divine medicine capable of extending life, its value easily exceeding ten million.
Ye Feng closed the box and handed it back to Cao Bin, saying calmly, "This is too valuable. I'm afraid I can't accept it."
Seeing this, Cao Bin quickly pushed the box back towards him and said urgently, "Master, please take it! I have a favor to ask of you."
"I was treating a patient, but something went wrong. Now the patient is terminally ill, and their family has threatened to have me thrown in prison. Not only will my lifelong reputation be ruined, but I'll lose my freedom as well! I can't let it end like this! Master, I'm begging you to help me!"
He finished speaking and began to rub his eyes.
"Alright, that's enough. Look at you, so pathetic," Ye Feng said, glaring at Cao Bin. "Since you've called me Master, I'll help you out this one time."
With that, he turned and got into the car.
Cao Bin's eyes instantly lit up. He quickly placed the ginseng box in Ye Feng's car, got into the back seat, and gave him the directions.
As Ye Feng drove, Cao Bin rambled on from the back seat. "Master, the patient has liver cancer. I learned a formula for treating cancer and even successfully cured a few patients with it. So I confidently guaranteed the family that I could cure the patient, but in the end, I failed! Look, this is the formula."
As he spoke, Cao Bin placed a written prescription in front of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng glanced at it for a second before looking away. He already knew why Cao Bin's treatment had failed.
About ten minutes later, the car arrived at the Municipal Government Compound. After Cao Bin signed in, he and Ye Feng entered and walked up to a quaint, traditional-style building. They went inside and headed for a room in the eastern wing.
Just as they reached the door, they heard an old man sigh. "It's hopeless. Not even the gods can save him now. The critical window was missed. If I had treated him earlier, the patient could have absolutely held on for another year or so!"
A young man in casual clothes standing nearby had his face turn ashen at these words.
Hearing footsteps at the door, he spun around and saw Cao Bin standing in the doorway.
He charged over, grabbed Cao Bin by the collar, and roared, his eyes bloodshot, "Did you hear that? Divine Doctor Wang said it was you who delayed my grandfather's treatment! You, this quack! I swear I'll have you thrown in prison today! I swear I'll see your family destroyed!"
Cao Bin's face went pale with fright. He quickly shouted, "Young Master Yuan, calm down! I've brought my master! If he steps in, he can definitely cure the old gentleman's illness..."
The young man's eyes immediately lit up.
To be fair, Cao Bin's medical skills weren't poor—otherwise, he wouldn't be known as the Divine Doctor of Jiangcheng. His master, then, must be a true expert. Perhaps he really could pull the old gentleman back from the brink!
He looked at Cao Bin and demanded hastily, "Your master? Where is he?"
Cao Bin pointed to Ye Feng beside him and said earnestly, "There. This is my master, Ye Feng."
The young man glanced at Ye Feng, and his face immediately contorted with rage.
He glared at Cao Bin and ground out through his teeth, "You old bastard, are you messing with me? Your fucking master is even younger than you?"
At that moment, the old man in the back, suppressing a laugh, looked at Cao Bin and said, "Divine Doctor Cao, Chinese medicine values the accumulation of experience over time. He's so young—how good could his medical skills possibly be?
"Besides, even if he has some skill, you know the old gentleman's condition. It's late-stage liver cancer. Do you really think he has what it takes to cure it?"
Hearing the old man's words, Cao Bin's confidence wavered. 'He's right. Late-stage liver cancer is nearly impossible to cure, even with the current state of medical science.'
He instantly regretted his decision. 'What was I thinking, believing Ye Feng could actually cure the old gentleman's illness?'
Just then, the old man twisted the knife, adding, "And another thing, Dr. Cao. You're considered somewhat capable yourself, yet here you are, taking a young kid as your master. What are you learning from him? How to drive? HAHA..."
Cao Bin was so humiliated he wished the ground would open up and swallow him.
But just then, Ye Feng, who had been standing by silently, finally spoke.