13 Chapter 13 Genius Gifted by Heaven_1

Understanding that trust was his greatest strength, he couldn't help but make a silent vow to himself, "Once the tiger returns to the mountain, blood will stain half the sky!"

At this moment, the upper echelons of the Yang family were seething with anger. Upon hearing that Yang Ghosthand was crippled, the situation erupted like a pot boiling over.

"What? Yang Ghosthand has been crippled! Who did this?"

An elderly man with white hair, revered as the medical guru of the Yang family, spoke without hesitation, "As if there's a master hidden within little Chengshan City. I shall go and see for myself!"

He was Yang Ghosthand's mentor from the Yang family, and his visit was also to cure Yang Ghosthand; otherwise, it would be a great loss to him.

Of course, more importantly, was to teach a lesson to the arrogant fool who had dared to lay hands on a member of the Yang family and even sought to cut off the family's lineage.

Since Yang Ghosthand had been rendered useless, Yang Yi's life seemed to have returned to its normal routine.

However, he spent more time assisting Gu Qingya in her office with the diagnosis of strange illnesses than cleaning the corridors.

The hospital's business was also looking up, and word of Gu Qingya's reputation quickly spread throughout Chengshan City, attracting many patients.

Because of the appearance of the mysterious masked man, Chen Lin reduced her attention towards Yang Yi's side and instead sought out her master to inquire about her uncle.

In the evening, after seeing off the last batch of patients, Gu Qingya lazily stretched her body and looked at Yang Yi, who was busy organizing documents, feeling a wave of relief in her heart.

"Yang Yi, you're so capable. Have you never considered practicing medicine?"

Gu Qingya, with her hands propping up her chin, blinked as she asked him.

Looking up and wiping sweat from his forehead, Yang Yi replied with a calm smile, "Wife, don't I have you? I'm good as your assistant. Besides, Yi Yi needs care; we can't both be engrossed only in work, right?"

Children's education has always been important, and Gu Qingya pondered as she nodded thoughtfully. His words made sense.

Her mother only knew how to make money and play mahjong, and her father passed away early. Yi Yi really needed someone to accompany her.

Gu Qingya's affection for Yang Yi was genuine, not because of his achievements but because of his meticulous, uncomplaining care. How many men could do that?

"Come here for a moment."

Dressed in a white coat, with fair skin and a cute melon-shaped face, Gu Qingya looked like an eighteen-year-old girl.

When she suddenly called out in a playful tone, Yang Yi's heart stirred, and his little heart "thumped" anxiously.

In front of Gu Qingya, he rarely showed shyness, causing Gu Qingya to smile involuntarily.

"Heh, are you shy? I meant to say help me get up, today I'll accompany you to pick up Yi Yi."

Yang Yi, slightly disappointed and with an awkward smile, frowned and said, "Oh, that! I thought..." "You thought what?" Gu Qingya's expression changed as she gave Yang Yi a glare.

Yang Yi didn't dare to finish the sentence and was at a loss for words when suddenly, the office door was pushed open.

"Bang!" With a soft sound, a youth dressed in green clothes and wearing sunglasses entered. It was none other than Yang Ghosthand.

Originally, Yang Yi had some complaints about whoever was disturbing his precious moments.

But the moment he saw it was Yang Ghosthand, he was also taken aback.

Gu Qingya, however, was unimpressed and sized up Yang Ghosthand, asking, "It's quite impolite for the Medical Saint to show up like this, isn't it?"

Yang Ghosthand ignored this, instead staring intently at Yang Yi; his attitude was drastically different from the last time.

Yang Yi immediately noticed that Yang Ghosthand had rejuvenated himself; his current level was far beyond the Ghost Gate Seven Needles, at least three needles above.

He sighed inwardly, "What a Yang family! So biased, not hesitating to spare any expense for the direct descendants, even using the Yang family's secret techniques!"

With that thought, Yang Yi's hand instinctively clenched into a fist.

In the past, although he was born outside the main lineage, he was a genius. In the Yang family's medical practice, without the guidance of a good teacher, he stood out thanks to his talent and the Jade Pendant.

To his dismay, the Family Head of the Yang family, feeling threatened by his emergence for the direct lineage's inheritance, decided to cripple him and send him into exile.

Yang Ghosthand was of average talent, gaining countless resources simply because he was the preferred direct descendant and the Family Head's favorite.

This unfairness had sparked outrage in Yang Yi's heart multiple times, but at that time, with his mother and father's persuasions, he managed to restrain himself.

Now, as he remembered it again, old and new resentments surged in his heart.

Noticing Yang Yi's gaze, Yang Ghosthand said with satisfaction, "Don't forget the medical conference tomorrow! You two Divine Doctors must come, oh!"

His tone was sarcastic and provocative, and his eyes lingered on Gu Qingya for a long time, wandering several times.

Gu Qingya, seeing the look in this man's eyes, felt disgusted and was about to speak, but Yang Yi stepped forward.

The arrogantly proud Yang Ghosthand, thinking he had greatly improved and no longer feared Yang Yi, was indifferent to Yang Yi approaching him.

"Clang!" A stealthy needle hidden beneath the surface, Yang Yi's mouth curved into a smile, "Little brother, don't worry. I'll be sure to attend!"

Yang Ghosthand only felt a stifling heat in his chest, unaware of the cause, and inwardly clenched his teeth, "That's good!"

Having said that, black blood began to seep from the corner of his mouth. Yang Yi immediately handed over a tissue, feigning concern, "Little brother, are you unwell? Would you like to register at our hospital and have it checked out?"

Suddenly, Yang Ghosthand's complexion turned deathly pale as he inwardly cursed, "Damn it, not good—the mysterious masked man's black magic still seems to have side effects!"