Chapter 14: Taking on the role of a master

Ye Bufan ignored everyone else and focused on performing the needles.

Cao Xinghua only recognized his Revival Nine Needles, but he didn't know that the Chaotic True Qi circulating within his body was an even more effective Magic Treasure for healing, and when combined with the Revival Nine Needles, it could produce unexpected results.

In the quiet, time passed little by little.

About 20 minutes later, Ye Bufan retrieved the silver needles one by one and said indifferently, "Alright, Old Man He's illness has been cured!"

"Cured? How is that possible? Do you think we're all fools?"

Although Gao Haisheng was curious about Ye Bufan's needling technique, he could never believe that merely inserting a few needles could cure a patient's lung disease, especially such a severe case on the verge of death.

He Shuangshuang said, "Yes, isn't my grandfather still in a coma?"

"He'll be fine in a moment."

As Ye Bufan spoke, he raised his hand and patted He Changqing's Dantian. The Old Man exhaled a mouthful of turbid Qi, and the bloodless color on his face immediately returned to a healthy rosy hue. He opened his eyes and suddenly sat up from the bed.

Gao Haisheng was startled and retreated several steps. If it hadn't been daytime, he would have truly thought the other party was a resurrected corpse.

He knew He Changqing's condition best. Just now, all the examination data indicated an extreme severity; one could say he was in danger of dying at any moment.

Yet, such a person actually sat up from the bed, making it hard for him to believe what he was seeing.

He Tianqi and He Shuangshuang, on the other hand, were overjoyed.

"Father, you're awake?"

"Grandpa, you're finally awake! You almost scared me to death!"

The two held He Changqing's hands, crying tears of joy.

"Alright, you two stop crying. Let this Old Man get down and move around. I've been lying down for so long, my bones are rusty."

After He Changqing finished speaking, he shook off the two, got out of bed, and slowly began to walk on the ground.

At first, his speed was very slow, but after a few steps, his pace became smoother, and he quickly returned to normal.

The onlookers were all amazed. Just moments ago, they were preparing for his funeral, and now he was full of vigor. This stark contrast was difficult for them to accept.

Gao Haisheng was dumbfounded with shock. After a long while, he closed his mouth and stepped forward, saying, "This must not be real. This might be a final surge of energy. Old Man, I need to (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) give you a physical examination."

He Changqing said, "A final surge of energy, my foot! What kind of talk is that? I know my body. It's very good now. At least for the next ten years, Lord Yama won't come looking for this Old Man again."

Gao Haisheng said awkwardly, "Old Man, I misspoke just now, but I always feel that an examination is always beneficial."

He Shuangshuang said, "Grandpa, it's better if you get it checked. We'll only feel relieved after the checkup."

He Changqing said, "Alright then, I'll listen to you and get it checked."

After he finished speaking, he lay back down on the bed. Gao Haisheng and his assistants began to re-examine him with instruments.

Soon, the examination results were out again. He looked at the results in his hand, and his eyes almost popped out.

If he hadn't performed the examination himself, he would have truly thought these were data from two different people. The latest examination results showed that He Changqing's body was incredibly healthy.

Especially the lung function test, everything was normal. The fluid that was originally in his lungs had disappeared, and there were no signs of fibrosis.

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Looking at the lab data in his hand, he stood there dumbfounded, just repeatedly saying, "This is impossible."

He Changqing sat up again and said to Cao Xinghua, "Old Cao, thank you so much this time. I don't need to be told, I know this Old Man's life was saved by you!"

Cao Xinghua stepped forward and said, "Old Brother, you're wrong this time. This Old Man wanted to save you, but unfortunately, I didn't have the ability.

The one who snatched you back from Lord Yama this time is this young brother, Dr. Ye Bufan."

A look of astonishment flashed across He Changqing's face. "Xiao Ye, you are truly young and promising! I never imagined you would possess such superb Medical skill at such a young age. This Old Man thanks you.

This life of mine was given by you. From now on, you are the He Family's savior. Your affairs are the He Family's affairs."

Ye Bufan said calmly, "Old Man, you're too polite. Your illness is nothing in our traditional Chinese medicine."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Gao Haisheng: "Doctor Gao, isn't it time to honor the bet?"

Hearing him say that, everyone's eyes focused on Gao Haisheng, remembering that the two had just made a bet.

"This…"

Gao Haisheng's old face turned a pig-liver color. He was indeed (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) impressed by Ye Bufan's Medical skill, but taking out 1 million yuan at once still pained him a bit.

He Tianqi's expression darkened: "Doctor Gao, I am the witness. You're not planning to renege on the debt, are you?"

He was very displeased with Gao Haisheng now. This fellow had repeatedly told him to prepare for his father's funeral, then said it was a final surge of energy, and now that he lost the bet, he wanted to renege. What did he take the He Family for?

Gao Haisheng's heart trembled. He was very clear about the He Family's strength, which held an extremely high status in Jiangnan Province and even throughout China.

If he displeased the He Family today, he wouldn't be able to leave Jiangnan City, or rather, his medical career would be ruined in the future.

Left with no choice, he could only take a checkbook from his assistant, write a million-yuan check, and hand it to Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan took the check, looked at it, and said, "I've received the money, but don't forget your promise."

"Don't worry, tomorrow I will apologize to the Dao of Chinese medicine on major well-known media outlets across China."

After Gao Haisheng finished speaking, he led his people away from the He Family in a dejected manner.

As soon as he left, Cao Xinghua came over to Ye Bufan and said, "Old Man, I want to become your disciple. What do you think?"

He wasn't joking. Ever since he witnessed the Revival Nine Needles, he had been utterly convinced by this Young man, and he was about to kneel to perform the disciple-acceptance ceremony.

Ye Bufan was startled and quickly helped him up.

"Old Man, this won't do. I wouldn't dare take you as a disciple."

He greatly admired Cao's character. He was an Old Man who genuinely contributed to the development of Chinese medicine.

Cao Xinghua, however, said unhappily, "Xiao Ye, are you looking down on this Old Man? I sincerely want to learn Chinese medicine from you."

Ye Bufan quickly said, "That's really not the case. You, Old Man, are highly respected and virtuous. How could you become my disciple?

How about this? No matter what you want to learn in the future, I promise I will never hold anything back."

"That won't do. Our Chinese medicine emphasizes the Legacy of the master-disciple relationship. It wouldn't be proper otherwise. I must become your disciple," Cao Xinghua said. "In our field of Chinese medicine, the more skilled person is the teacher. You don't need to consider age."

Seeing that the Old Man had a determined attitude of not giving up until he achieved his goal, Ye Bufan could only smile wryly and say, "No matter what, I still wouldn't dare take you as a disciple. How about this? How about I accept you on behalf of my master? You can become a disciple under my master."