Chapter 7 Face-granting_1

Was he really Yang Yi, the one who had once let her down so deeply?

"Clap clap clap"

Just then, a breathtakingly beautiful girl appeared at the top of the staircase.

Her face, unadorned with makeup, was peerless. Her long, luscious black hair and clear eyes watched Yang Yi with interest.

As she walked, she also clapped her hands in praise.

"It seems that the one who cured my grandfather is indeed you."

"Firstly, my name is Chen Lin, and I've just returned from abroad. I'm also skilled in medicine."

"Then, I must thank you. Although I could have cured my grandfather's illness as well, I happened to be away, so you took my place."

A faint smile with a hint of meaning appeared on Chen Lin's face.

"Saving lives is but the duty of a physician."

"Miss Chen needn't take it to heart," Yang Yi calmly responded, his expression as still as an ancient well.

He now had a wife and children and naturally had no interest in other women, no matter how beautiful; as for medical skills...

There were indeed very few who could pique his interest.

"However, while I'm thankful, there's something else I need to make clear."

"I have a motto, which is -- to challenge all renowned medical experts. If I lose, the terms are theirs to dictate."

Saying this, Chen Lin gave Yang Yi a smiling look.

"Medical skills are meant to save lives."

"If it's just for a competition, wouldn't that be too frivolous?" Yang Yi shook his head and said calmly.

This Chen Lin might be very skilled in medicine, but Yang Yi truly didn't believe he would lose to her.

As he said, medicine was meant to heal and save. If one had a bit of ability and used it to show off and take pride, it was already a fall to a lower level.

However, many guests snorted at his words, their opinions clear.

"Elder Song, please come here for a moment."

Chen Lin, indifferent to his statement, smilingly called the butler, Song, over.

"Oh, alright, Miss."

Butler Song hurried over immediately.

Without another word, Chen Lin took out a set of silver needles as well.

After taking his pulse, she decisively inserted the silver needles, but the points were vastly different from where Yang Yi had inserted his.

"Elder Song, how do you feel?"

In a short while, Chen Lin removed the silver needles and asked.

"Wow, Miss, you are incredibly skilled."

"I used to have a slight recurring pain in my lower right abdomen, but after your treatment, it suddenly feels better!" Butler Song exclaimed excitedly.

"Truly remarkable."

"Miss Song truly lives up to her reputation, with just a needle removing the disease. Unlike some people who pretend to be above it all despite lacking ability, they are just disgusting."

"Exactly, would you die if you admitted defeat?"

The guests immediately started cheering, not forgetting to throw a few taunts at Yang Yi.

"So, are you satisfied with my medical skill?"

Chen Lin raised her head in pride and looked at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi simply smiled, said nothing, but instead took out a needle and applied it to the butler's left side of the abdomen.

Subsequently, the banquet naturally shifted to the guests' praise for Chen Lin.

On the way back in the car.

"Who are you, really?"

Gu Qingya, sitting in the driver's seat, turned her head to glance at Yang Yi.

He had the same face, but he seemed to have become a person so unfamiliar, with unparalleled medical skills that made her feel estranged.

"You will soon find out about the Yang family," Yang Yi said, knowing that as his medical skills became known, the Yang family, who was always watching him, would soon bring everything to light.

At the hotel.

When Butler Song was descending the stairs, he suddenly stumbled. If he hadn't managed to grab the railing in time, he might have fallen hard, his face contorting in pain.

Chen Lin saw this scene and couldn't help but frown.

"Was the needle in the left abdomen placed by Yang Yi?" The butler nodded, then followed up with a question.

"Is there any problem, Miss?"

"No, it's my fault. If it weren't for Yang Yi's needle, I'm afraid I might have made your condition worse!" Chen Lin gasped in shock and fear. It turned out...

That the contest I thought was well-contested, I had lost, and lost abysmally at that.

Not only did I fail to completely cure Grandpa Song's hidden ailment, it seemed to even have the potential to worsen.

"Yang Yi, huh?"

"Interesting, I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

Chen Lin wasn't disheartened by this.

Because she hadn't used all her abilities yet.

Upon returning home.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw two uninvited guests had arrived.

A young man with a refined appearance sat on the sofa, being treated like an honored guest by his mother-in-law; Tang Shihao who had previously declared his pursuit of Gu Qingya was also there, standing respectfully behind him.

"Qing Ya, you're back."

"Come, let me introduce you, this is my master, Yang Ghost Hand."

The moment Tang Shihao saw them, he immediately greeted them with a smile.

Yang Ghost Hand!

Gu Qingya certainly knew of him.

He was a famous figure in the medical world, hailed as one of the world's top ten Medical Saints, and the youngest among them at that.

And that's not all.

His other identity was that of the heir to the astonishingly wealthy Yang family, with a net worth exceeding a trillion!

A member of the Yang family?

Qing Ya suddenly remembered the words Yang Yi had said in the car and looked over.

Yang Yi appeared calm, as if the distinguished Medical Saint standing before him was just an ordinary person unworthy of his attention.

"Big brother, we meet again."

"As soon as Shi Hao mentioned your name, I rushed over."

Yang Ghost Hand's mouth curved into a smile as if he was mentioning something very normal.

But to the others, these words hit like a bolt from the blue.

Big brother?

He, the son-in-law who married into the family, Yang Yi.

The youngest Medical Saint of the age, Yang Ghost Hand's big brother?

It was too shocking for words.

If these words had not come directly from Yang Ghost Hand himself, they would have utterly refuted the speaker. But now...

Zhang Ting looked at Yang Yi as if she was seeing her son-in-law for the first time;

Tang Shihao was stunned into silence, unsure of what to say;

Gu Qingya looked at Yang Yi, recalling his words and the medical skills he later revealed, and for the first time in years, she saw Yang Yi in a new light.

"Hmm."

Yang Yi nodded lightly, his expression unperturbed.

"Miss Gu, this is the invitation for next week's medical conference. I do hope you will honor us with your presence."

Yang Ghost Hand placed an invitation into Gu Qingya's hands, gave Yang Yi a deep look, then left with Tang Shihao in tow.

Gu Qingya stood there dumbfounded, forgetting to speak.

Yang Yi was actually a member of the Yang family, and even Yang Ghost Hand's big brother—it was an overwhelmingly stunning piece of news.

Such an explosive revelation!

Yang Ghost Hand, as a celebrated prodigy of the younger generation, had medical skills that could be discussed in the same breath as the old generation of Divine Doctors, ranking among the top ten Medical Saints; his renown was at its zenith, known to all far and wide.

Such a globally renowned genius referred to Yang Yi as big brother, with apparent apprehension...

Gu Qingya dared not think further.

"Who was that just now? They seemed very impressive."

Yiyi peeked out of the room, her face full of confusion.

"It's very late, Yiyi, you should go to sleep. Can I tell you about it tomorrow?"

Yang Yi smiled gently, his face brimming with tenderness.