Chapter 1701: Too Slow to Respond

“Oh!”

Ye Bufan did not say anything; he had come from a poor background and often helped Ouyang Lan with household chores.

Now, Su Caiwei was half his savior, so it was only right for him to help her with some things.

He simply tidied up the dishes and chopsticks and headed towards the kitchen.

Su Caiwei said apologetically, “Ye Dage, you are a man; you don’t need to do these things. Let me do them.”

“It’s fine. Senior Brother Chu is right; I am the Shopkeeper, so I should do these things.”

“Then I’ll help you…”

The two of them walked into the kitchen together, which made Chu Yun’s expression grow even uglier.

After tidying up the dishes and chopsticks, Ye Bufan and Su Caiwei went to the medical center in front, where Chu Yun and Su Dingfang were already seated.

However, as it had just opened, there were no customers in the medical center yet.

“Go pour Master a cup of tea.”

Chu Yun said with a grim face.

Because of Su Caiwei, he found Ye Bufan displeasing no matter how he looked at him, and he tried every possible way to cause him trouble.

Su Caiwei said discontentedly, “Senior Brother Chu, what are you doing? Ye Dage just arrived…”

“It’s fine. I already said I’m the Shopkeeper, so pouring tea for Old Su is what I should do.”

Ye Bufan chuckled, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and brought it over.

Su Dingfang’s seat was inside, so to bring the tea over, Ye Bufan had to pass in front of Chu Yun.

As he carried the teacup and walked past, he suddenly felt a numbness in the back of his right knee.

If it were an ordinary person, they would surely stumble, and the tea in the cup would spill onto Su Dingfang.

But Ye Bufan was different; although his cultivation had not fully recovered, he was already at the Early Stage Golden Core.

With the circulation of his True Essence, he quickly unblocked the sealed acupoint, then delivered the tea as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Chu Yun frowned; he had been the one to tamper with him just now.

Although he was a doctor, he was also a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, and he thought that by sealing the other party’s acupoint, this new kid would surely spill the tea on Su Dingfang, and then he would be driven out of the medical center.

But he never expected it to have no effect at all, which made him a little puzzled. Was his strike too light?

As for the other party also having cultivation, he didn’t even consider it. Although there were many Cultivators on Kunlun Continent, they all held high status, far above ordinary people.

If the other party was truly a Cultivator above the Foundation Establishment Stage, how could he condescend to work as a Shopkeeper in their medical center?

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Something must have gone wrong!

He had intended to act stealthily, both to temporarily numb the other party’s leg and not to seal the acupoint, so the force must have been a bit too small, failing to achieve the desired effect.

As he thought this, Ye Bufan had already placed the tea and retreated.

“What are you doing? Have some sense, okay? Hurry up and pour tea for me, your Senior Brother.”

With resentment in his heart, Chu Yun gave another command.

“Senior Brother, please wait, I’m going now.”

Ye Bufan still wore a brilliant smile, as if he didn’t care about any of this.

He poured a cup of hot tea and walked over, but halfway there, his right leg suddenly bent, his body stumbled, and the teacup in his hand truly spilled onto Chu Yun’s face.

“Uh…”

All of this happened too suddenly; everyone was startled, even Su Dingfang, who was deep in thought, looked over.

The most miserable was Chu Yun; the hot tea that had just been poured splashed all over his face, making him scream in pain.

“What are you doing, kid? Did you do that on purpose?!”

The fellow was furious.

Ye Bufan explained with a flustered expression, “Senior Brother, it really wasn’t on purpose. I don’t know why, but my knee suddenly went numb, and I lost control.”

“I…”

Chu Yun’s face instantly darkened; he had just pricked the acupoint, why was it only starting to take effect now? This reaction was too slow, wasn't it?

“Senior Brother Chu, don’t mind it. Ye Dage didn’t do it on purpose…”

Su Caiwei helped Ye Bufan speak while taking a towel and handing it over.

Chu Yun snorted coldly and said nothing more. He could only endure this silent loss.

Ye Bufan’s face was full of apologies, his attitude seemed sincere, but in his heart, he was overjoyed.

This guy wanted to play tricks with him, but he was still far from capable.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

At this moment, Su Dingfang, who was nearby, had a violent fit of coughing. Su Caiwei quickly went over to help pat his back, but then she was shocked to discover that the handkerchief he held to his mouth was stained with blood.

“Father, what’s wrong with you?!”

This instantly made her panic. Before this, Su Dingfang had been unwell recently, but they couldn't pinpoint the exact illness.

Several diagnoses only showed discomfort in his lungs, and he had been using some medicines to nourish his lung Qi, but the effect was not good.

She never expected it to get worse today, even coughing up blood, which was clearly not a good sign.

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Ye Bufan looked at Su Dingfang’s complexion, then sniffed, and looked at the slightly dark blood on the handkerchief, seeming to be deep in thought.

Although he couldn't use his Divine Sense now, his Medical skill in the art of observing Qi was still present, and he had basically understood most of the other party’s condition.

Just as he was hesitating whether to go over and help diagnose, the door of the medical center was kicked open with a bang, and four or five people walked in from outside.

The leader was a middle-aged man, appearing to be forty or fifty years old, with a small mustache, shifty eyes, a cunning expression, and wearing a gray robe, truly looking like a treacherous merchant from a Huaxia TV show.

Upon seeing this person, Su Caiwei’s expression immediately changed, and she said angrily, “Ma Fu, what are you doing here? You are not welcome here.”

The middle-aged man, called Ma Fu, chuckled, completely unconcerned by Su Caiwei’s attitude, and pulled up a chair to sit down directly.

“Caiwei, your attitude is wrong. After all, I am your Junior Martial Uncle. Is there anything wrong with me coming to see my Senior Brother?”

Su Caiwei angrily said, “You were expelled from the sect by Master a long time ago. What right do you have to be my Junior Martial Uncle?”

Ma Fu said with a cunning smile, “Your Master was just muddle-headed and listened to your father’s slander, which is why he expelled me from the sect. That doesn’t count at all.

Logically speaking, my Medical skill far surpasses your father’s, so this Taiping Medical Center should be inherited by me.”

“Nonsense! Master expelled you from the sect because you lacked medical ethics and were unworthy of inheriting the Legacy of the profession.”

Hearing this fellow getting more and more outrageous, Su Caiwei grew even angrier.

“That’s enough, girl, don’t argue with such a person.” Su Dingfang stopped his daughter, looked at Ma Fu, and asked weakly, “What are you doing here? Is there something?”

Ma Fu stroked his small mustache and said with a cunning smile, “Oh, Senior Brother, you don’t look very energetic!

Aren’t you a doctor? Didn’t you inherit the mantle of that Old thing? How can you not even cure your own illness?”

Su Caiwei’s face instantly filled with anger: “What exactly do you want? If there’s nothing, leave quickly! You’re not welcome here!”

“Of course there’s something. Do you think I’m that idle?” Ma Fu’s expression changed, putting away his false smile, then he said with a sinister look, “I’m here today to take back the Taiping Medical Center.”

“You’re dreaming… Cough, cough, cough…”

Su Dingfang became agitated and had another violent fit of coughing.