Chapter 50: Kneel and call me master? You wish!

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  Seeing Wu Yingxiang's sad tears, his expression was not fake at all. A person who is so emotional and filial can't be bad to the bone, so Ye Han's impression of Wu Yingxiang improved a bit. He patted him on the shoulder and said: "I'm telling you, big brother, your dad isn't even dead yet, why are you crying so sadly? If you keep crying like this, be careful not to cry yourself to death!"

  Wu Xiangying was majestic on the court, but at this moment, he seemed a bit disoriented. After hearing Ye Han's words, he wiped away his tears and looked up at him. Although Ye Han didn't look like a doctor at all, Wu Xiangying still grasped his sleeve like a lifeline and sobbed: "You...you say my father can still be cured?"

  "Yehan said seriously: 'If your old man is lucky, he might be saved; if he's unlucky, there's nothing we can do. Anyway, I'll give it a try.'"

  "All right, all right... Please, Doctor, save my father, we can discuss the reward later."

  "Don't mention compensation for now!" Ye Han waved his hand, interrupting Wu Ying Xiang's words.

  The acupuncture room was just next to the emergency room, and in a few minutes, Qin ran back, handing several boxes of silver needles to Ye Han, panting: "Ye Han, take a look at these needles, are they okay? They've all been disinfected..."

  "Ah, good." Ye Han opened the needle box, casually picked up a silver needle and examined it, nodded in satisfaction, then stood in front of the operating table, aimed at the patient's acupoint, and prepared to make the insertion.

  "How dare you! What do you want to do!" A loud roar sounded at the door of the emergency room, Ye Han's hand paused, turned his head to look, and saw that Dr. Hao Laiyun was staring with anger, walking in with a stern expression, pointing at Ye Han, saying: "Who are you? Do you know any medical skills? Who gave you the right to do this? The patient is now in a state of death, you're manipulating his body, this is not only an insult to us doctors, but also a trampling of the dignity of the deceased! Now, please get out! Get out immediately!"

  Hao Laiyun's loud roar made the relatives of Wu Yingxiong, who were crying in the emergency room, stop their tears. At this time, they looked at Ye Han again and felt that this young man was really too young, and his clothes and appearance were simply those of a student, and had nothing to do with the word "doctor". What kind of medical skills could such a person have?

  Even Wu Yingxiang's gaze towards Ye Han was filled with a few points of suspicion, and his face also turned somewhat unpleasant.

  Tang Ping walked up behind Ye Han, patted his shoulder and said in a low voice: "Young man, what are you trying to do? Want to play with acupuncture? Have you studied it before? This thing isn't something just anyone can play with!"

  "A life hangs in the balance, and I don't know medicine, so should I intervene?" Ye Han turned his head to glance at Tang Ping, chuckled, then turned back to Wu Ying Xiang: "Believe me, your old man might live; don't believe me, your old man is dead for sure! Whether or not to let me treat him, you decide yourself! Hmph, if it weren't for Mayor Mu saying you're kind and generous, a good person, even if you offered all your family's wealth to beg me, I'd still be too lazy to lift a finger!"

  "You're so young, yet you talk big!" Dr. Hao sneered before Wu Ying Xiang could even speak, his face filled with disdain as he looked at Ye Han, saying: "If you have the ability to bring a dead patient back to life, I, Hao, will kowtow and acknowledge you as my master! And from then on, I'll switch from Western medicine to traditional Chinese medicine!"

  "Follow me as your master? You're thinking of a beautiful thing! Your age is already big, the quality is too poor, don't know humility, I take you as an apprentice, that's blind, and this medical skill is likely to be lost!"

  "You... you..." Dr. Hao Laiyun, a renowned doctor who had devoted himself to medicine for decades, was now being belittled by Ye Han, a young whippersnapper, and couldn't help but tremble with rage, pointing at Ye Han, unable to utter a word for half a day.

  "What's wrong with you? You almost killed someone today, you should be ashamed! If I were you, I'd smash my head against a tofu block!" Ye Hanling snorted coldly and turned his head away, ignoring Dr. Hao who was on the verge of vomiting blood. "How about it? Have you made your decision yet? Time is not waiting for anyone, maybe in just a few more minutes, your old man will really be beyond saving!"

  Wu Yingxiong saw that he was full of confidence, with a plan in mind, but somewhat hesitant. A woman who looked similar to him and stood beside him pushed him gently and whispered: "Big brother, just let him try. Anyway, Dr. Hao can't save Dad either, what if...what if he can cure him?"

  Wu Yingxiang's face changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and said to Ye Han: "Then... then I'll have to trouble you. You cure my father, and Wu Yingxiang will definitely..."

  Ye Han smiled, not waiting for him to finish speaking, and struck like lightning. The silver needle in his hand had already accurately pierced the old man's heart mouth on the operating table, temporarily protecting his pulse. Then, his hands flew like wings, and in the blink of an eye, he had inserted all the silver needles from several needle boxes into dozens of acupoints on the old man's body.

  "Absurd! It's absolutely absurd! Nonsense! This is utter nonsense!" Hao Laiyun stood by with a gloomy face, seeing Ye Han randomly stabbing the corpse of a "deceased person" with a needle. He couldn't help but feel extremely angry and blurted out to Wu Yingxiong in a loud voice: "Boss Wu, look at what he's doing! Are you not stopping him because you want your father to be unable to rest in peace even in the afterlife?"

  Ye Han pinched the tails of two silver needles with both hands, gently twisting them, and at the same time, he slowly transmitted the spiritual energy of the wood through the silver needles into the old man's body, replacing him to expel toxins and repair the internal organs damaged by the toxins. Hearing Hao Laiyun making a racket beside him, he frowned and said impatiently: "Wu Laoban, do you want your dad to come back to life?"

  "Think! Think!" Wu Ying Xiang nodded repeatedly.

  "That's good!" Ye Han shouted at Hao Yun, "You immediately get him out of here! With him chattering away, I won't be able to focus on treating your dad! Hmm, you'd better hurry up, if the treatment is affected, you'll be responsible for the consequences yourself!"

  "You... you're too presumptuous!" Hao Laiyun thundered: "If you don't stop, I'll call security!"

  "Dr. Hao, please go out for a while, you're already helpless anyway, just let him try, even if there's a little hope." Wu Ying Xiang said as he pushed and pulled Hao Lai Yun out of the emergency room.

  "It's so much better now, you see, the whole world has suddenly become quiet!" Ye Han let out a breath and said with a smile.

  From the time Ye Han came out to rescue Wu Yingxiong's father, Liu Yide, the director of Liu Hospital, had been keeping silent.

  Ye Han injured his son and drove him out of the hospital, he was furious in his heart, thinking that it would be good for this kid to lose face, and when the time came, he couldn't save Wu Yingxiong's father, let's see how he would get off the stage!

  Due to the rapid consumption of spiritual energy in his dantian, Ye Han's forehead quickly broke out in a fine sweat. Qin Yiran noticed and picked up a white towel from the tray beside the operating table, standing beside Ye Han to gently wipe away the sweat.

  Ye Han nodded and smiled at her sideways, although he didn't say a word, but a thousand words were already contained in that one smile.