Chapter 252: Turtle Breathing Technique

The Middle-aged Woman shouted again, “What else is there to say? You killed my man!”

After speaking, she cried with tears streaming down her face, “Husband, you died too tragically. You were only 45 years old and you died in the hands of this quack doctor. What am I going to do without you?”

Ye Bufan said indifferently, “I said the prescription was mine, but I didn’t say I killed anyone.”

The Middle-aged Woman shouted, “My husband is right here, and you prescribed the medicine. What else is there to deny?”

Cao Xinghua stepped forward and placed his hand on the Middle-aged Man’s wrist. Soon, his face became extremely gloomy. This person had no pulse at all, and his body was ice cold, without any body temperature. He was indeed completely dead.

He turned his head and whispered, “Senior Brother, this person is indeed dead.”

Although his voice was very low, it was still heard by the Middle-aged Woman. She immediately shouted, “Did you see that? Your doctor has confirmed that my husband is dead. You must pay with your lives today.”

She turned to the young men and shouted, “Everyone, attack! Smash this medical hall that killed someone!”

“I’d like to see who dares!”

Tang Kui and the others stood in their way with a fierce Aura. If they hadn't felt guilty, they probably would have already taught them a lesson.

“You’re far from being able to smash my medical hall!”

Ye Bufan said, “Your man isn’t dead at all. I can save him right now.”

The Middle-aged Woman’s expression changed slightly. “Impossible. Your old doctor has already confirmed it. My man is dead. How can a dead person be resurrected?”

Ye Bufan pulled out a silver needle and said, “Don’t worry. I can bring him back to life with just one needle.”

“No, my man is dead. I can’t let you destroy his body again.”

The Middle-aged Woman said, blocking the stretcher, and a Martial Artist’s Aura suddenly burst forth from her.

He Pengfei saw that something was wrong and stepped forward, saying, “You quickly move aside. Don’t interfere with Dr. Ye’s treatment.”

After speaking, he reached out and grabbed the Middle-aged Woman’s wrist. According to his previous experience, the woman should be easily defeated and removed.

But to his surprise, this time was different from last time. The Middle-aged Woman flipped her wrist and grabbed He Pengfei’s hand. Then, with a pull and a push, He Pengfei’s body suddenly flew out and slammed against the wall behind him with a bang.

Small Qin Na Hand, this was clearly a Martial Artist.

Tang Kui and the others were furious and rushed forward together, but even all of them combined were no match for the Middle-aged Woman.

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Soon, they were sent flying out one after another.

Ye Bufan looked at the Middle-aged Woman and smiled slightly, “A Yellow Rank Middle Stage Martial Artist actually dares to come here and act wildly.”

After speaking, he flicked his finger, and the silver needle in his hand flew out instantly, silently entering the Shanzhong acupoint on the woman’s chest.

The woman, who had been incredibly arrogant, was instantly like a wax figure standing there after her acupoint was sealed, unable to move even a single finger.

“Beat her!”

Tang Kui and the others were not gentlemen. They had just been beaten and were full of anger. They immediately rushed forward and punched and kicked the woman.

Ye Bufan ignored them and pulled out another silver needle, walking towards the Middle-aged Man on the stretcher.

The young men wanted to stop him, but He Pengfei kicked them away with three punches and two kicks. They were just ordinary young men and not Martial Artists at all, so how could they resist?

Ye Bufan stood in front of the young man and said with a playful expression, “I’ll give you one last chance. I’ll count to three. If you don’t get up, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”

The people next to them looked confused and whispered to each other.

“What is Dr. Ye doing? Why is he talking to a dead person?”

“I don’t know. Maybe that person isn’t dead yet…”

“How is that possible? Cao had already taken his pulse and confirmed that he was dead.”

And the Middle-aged Man still lay motionless on the ground, indeed as if he were dead.

“You don’t want the chance, so bear the consequences.”

Ye Bufan said, shaking his wrist, and the silver needle instantly plunged into the Middle-aged Man’s Dantian acupoint.

“Ah!”

As the silver needle entered, the Middle-aged Man screamed and suddenly jumped up from the ground, scaring the surrounding people, who scattered backward, thinking it was a zombie.

“Oh my god, it’s a zombie! Run…”

“What zombie? Didn’t Divine Doctor Ye say that this guy wasn’t dead before, he was faking it…”

“Oh my goodness, how did this guy fake it so well? Even Cao was fooled. Divine Doctor Ye is amazing…”

“Of course. Didn’t Cao even call Divine Doctor Ye Senior Brother? His Medical skill is just that good…”

The man reached out and pulled out the silver needle from his lower abdomen. His expression was extremely complicated, mixed with anger and shock. He shouted, “You… what did you do to me?”

“A Martial Artist at the Yellow Rank Great Perfection Realm actually used Turtle Breath Technique to fake death in front of me.

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Someone like you is not suitable to be a Martial Artist, so I’ll just let you be an ordinary person.”

The Middle-aged Man felt that the True Qi in his Dantian was empty, and his former sense of power no longer existed. He shouted angrily, “You actually dared to cripple my cultivation?”

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, “You dared to come and cause trouble for me, so why wouldn’t I dare to cripple your cultivation? It’s already good enough that I didn’t take your life.”

“I’ll fight you!”

The Middle-aged Man said, pouncing towards Ye Bufan, but unfortunately, he had no True Qi now. As soon as he rushed over, he was kicked away by He Pengfei.

These people clearly took money to do things, and Ye Bufan didn’t bother to ask them. He just waved his hand and said, “Alright, break their hands and feet and throw them out.”

Different people received different treatment. The previous two groups were ordinary people, so he handed them over to the Public Security Bureau. These two were Martial Artists, so they would follow the rules of the Martial Dao.

Since there were many people here, Tang Kui and the others did not directly attack. They dragged the Middle-aged Man and Woman out of Xinglin Garden.

Just as Ye Bufan was about to go back and continue his consultation, he heard a few sudden claps from outside the crowd. “I didn’t realize you had some Dao.”

As soon as the voice fell, Qiao Lina walked in from outside.

Beside her were 8 bodyguards in black suits and a thin, gray-clad Middle-aged Man.

Ye Bufan glanced back at her. “You’re quite punctual. Today is the 7th day since your man fell ill. The pain should have spread throughout his body by now, feeling like a knife cutting him with every touch, making life worse than death.

If I’m not mistaken, you should have already been to the Imperial Capital and sought out the grand masters of Chinese Medicine in Huaxia, but they still had no solutions, at most only helping to alleviate the pain.”

Qiao Lina’s expression changed slightly. Ye Bufan was completely right. Gao Jiajun had gone to the Imperial Capital and hired several famous grand masters with a lot of money.

But these people, like Lin Pingtao, could only help him alleviate the pain and could not completely cure it.

This morning was the 7th day. Gao Jiajun’s previous abdominal pain and chest pain rapidly spread throughout his body, and the pain was unbearable, feeling like a knife cutting him with a light touch of a finger.

Thinking of Ye Bufan’s previous words, Gao Jiajun was a little scared. Now, the first two sentences had been verified: three days of chest pain, seven days spreading throughout the body, and then ten days of spitting blood, and half a month later, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying.

He dared not try to verify the spitting blood on the tenth day, so he quickly asked Qiao Lina to come and invite someone to treat him.