Chapter 91

"Chenfeng, why don't you try to revive Old Master Zou!" Zhao Qihua walked beside Ye Chenfeng and whispered. If something were to happen to Zou Zedong, Ye Chenfeng would definitely be implicated, and even Zhao Qihua wouldn't be able to help much! Of course, he still didn't know that Ye Chenfeng was the legitimate grandson of the Ye family from the capital!

Ye Chenfeng nodded silently and said, "Uncle Zhao, this old man would likely have a slim chance of survival even if he were sent to the hospital. However, I do have a way to bring him back from the brink of death. But there are too many people here; I need a quiet room to treat him."

Zhao Qihua had deep faith in Ye Chenfeng, the divine doctor, after all, he had saved him from a three-month coma. From Ye Chenfeng's words, he realized how dangerous the situation was for Old Master Zou. He quickly called two waiters and said, "Help Old Master Zou into a room in the hotel."

"What are you doing? Do you want to delay sending Old Master Zou to the hospital?" The doctor who accompanied Old Master Zou, though knowing the old man was beyond saving, still shouted to stop them. After all, one must consider the master when dealing with the dog! As the doctor accompanying Old Master Zou, many people flattered him, and over time, he began to think he was someone important.

"Is that so! Zhao Qihua, can you take responsibility for Old Master Zou's condition?"

"Zhao Qihua, quickly apologize to this doctor. Old Master Zou's health is very precious!"

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Zhao Qihua's face turned red, and he was furious at these sycophants. He shouted, "If anything happens to Old Master Zou tonight, I, Zhao Qihua, will take full responsibility. Do you have anything else to say now?"

The accompanying doctor sneered, "You take responsibility? Can you really afford it?"

Zhao Qihua, a well-known tycoon in Tianhai, who controlled a listed company, couldn't tolerate the ridicule from this small doctor. Recalling what Ye Chenfeng had said, he said mercilessly, "Fine, if you insist, you can send Old Master Zou to the hospital immediately. But if anything happens to him in the hospital, don't blame others. You will take full responsibility. How about that?"

The accompanying doctor dared not agree! He looked at Zhao Qihua with an uncertain gaze. Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhao Qihua continued, "Quickly help Old Master Zou into the room."

As Zhao Qihua turned around, Ye Chenfeng clearly saw beads of sweat on his forehead. He teased, "Uncle Zhao, is the air conditioning in the hall too warm?"

Zhao Qihua forced a bitter smile. Although he appeared decisive, he was deeply worried. Zou Guodong was the father of the Party Secretary of Tianhai. If anything happened to him, the Zhao family might not be able to continue in Tianhai. However, when he saw Ye Chenfeng's calm demeanor, he felt slightly relieved.

Ye Chenfeng, Zhao Qihua, Fang Nanxiang, and others quickly entered the room prepared for Zou Guodong. Of course, Zhao Wanting and Bai Xueling also followed in. Zhao Wanting knew that Ye Chenfeng was about to save the old man, while Bai Xueling was filled with curiosity.

As for the others, Zhao Qihua's bodyguards kept them outside. He knew that Ye Chenfeng's treatment process couldn't be disturbed, and he also knew that Ye Chenfeng was a divine doctor who didn't want to draw too much attention.

Ye Chenfeng placed his palm on Zou Zedong's chest, and a wave of soul power penetrated his heart.

Zou Zedong's heart function had completely failed. He had only survived this long with the help of expensive medication. However, Ye Chenfeng could restart Zou Zedong's heartbeat and even restore some of his heart function with his soul power, ensuring he could live for another five to six years.

After identifying the root cause, Ye Chenfeng took out a set of acupuncture needles and a lighter, heating the silver needles for simple sterilization. Just as he was about to start, Bai Xueling shouted, "Are you trying to save him or harm him? Is this how you save people? Send him to the hospital quickly, or you might be accused of murder!"

Ye Chenfeng frowned in annoyance and shouted, "Who gave you permission to enter the room? Shut up! If you say one more word, I won't hesitate to throw you out."

The aura Ye Chenfeng emitted frightened Bai Xueling. She had only meant to warn him, but he had taken her good intentions for the worst. Her mood plummeted.

"Xueling, Chenfeng can do it. Just watch from the side!" Zhao Qihua quickly said. In the hall, he had already made his stance clear and couldn't allow anyone to disturb Ye Chenfeng's treatment.

"Does he really know medicine?" Bai Xueling grumbled to herself, but when she saw Ye Chenfeng's acupuncture, her beautiful eyes sparkled.

Ye Chenfeng's speed in inserting the needles was incredibly fast, perhaps even faster than a seasoned old doctor who had studied medicine all his life. Each of his movements was graceful, as if he were performing a show rather than saving a life.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's focused expression, Bai Xueling felt a strange flutter in her heart, though she didn't realize the change in her feelings. She thought, "Is this really Ye Chenfeng? The man everyone in the capital calls a fool?"

Then she remembered his powerful words on stage and felt an inexplicable emotion, glancing inadvertently at Zhao Wanting.

Zhao Wanting was also looking at Bai Xueling, and their eyes met. They quickly averted their gazes.

Zhao Wanting had noticed the sparkle in Bai Xueling's eyes when she looked at Ye Chenfeng. She thought to herself, "A man as excellent as Chenfeng might only be matched by someone like Xueling. Who am I, Zhao Wanting? At most, I'm just an ugly duckling."

Ye Chenfeng, of course, had no idea that while he was treating Zou Zedong, Zhao Wanting and Bai Xueling were both thinking about him.

Seven silver needles were arranged in a strange pattern on Zou Zedong's chest, resembling a giant dragon soaring through the clouds. This technique was called the Seven Absolute Needles, which Ye Chenfeng had developed in his previous life.

The Seven Absolute Needles were inserted into seven major acupoints on Zou Zedong's chest. The most crucial part was that this technique required soul power to be effective.

The last time, Ye Chenfeng had used acupuncture and soul power to save a girl with myocardial infarction in the black market. However, Zou Zedong's condition was much more severe. Fortunately, his soul power had reached level four. If it had remained at his previous level, it would have been uncertain whether he could save Zou Zedong from the brink of death.