Chapter 6 Is This Immortal Technique?_1

Seeing this, Ye Fei realized that the aura he had unwittingly emitted was more than the young nurse could bear.

His expression softened slightly, and he revealed a calm smile, "Nurse, I know you are just being responsible, but I have the ability to cure my wife!"

The nurse was momentarily in a daze.

Was this man the same one as before... really?

It seemed that it was only a momentary illusion!

Definitely!

The nurse shook her head vigorously, snapped back to reality, and said angrily, "Do you even have a medical license to administer treatment?"

"Our hospital's senior Traditional Chinese Medicine doctors all say acupuncture can't cure this. Who do you think you are!"

"Pull them out quickly, or it will be too late!"

Ye Fei shook his head and smiled lightly, "Just because your senior Traditional Chinese Medicine doctors can't cure her doesn't mean I can't."

The nurse stomped her feet in anxiety, "You, as a family member of the patient, are you trying to infuriate people to death!"

"Forget it, if I can't persuade you, I'll call the attending doctor!"

Ye Fei smiled wryly, wanting to explain, but the nurse had already turned and hurried out.

Little Ye looked up with her innocent little face, "Daddy, is Mommy really going to be okay?"

Ye Fei rubbed her little head, "Daddy's medical skills are very powerful, of course, your mommy will be fine."

"The nurse just now didn't believe Daddy, but do you believe in Daddy, Little Ye?"

For a four-year-old child, Daddy is always the most majestic and the most trustworthy.

Little Ye nodded forcefully, "I believe in Daddy!"

While talking to Little Ye, Ye Fei was constantly keeping track of time in his mind.

It was nearly two minutes.

At that moment, the nurse returned quickly with a doctor in a white coat.

Upon entering, the attending doctor bellowed, "What the hell are you doing?!"

Ye Fei frowned imperceptibly.

Even if he was worried, the attending doctor's attitude was far too poor.

Ye Fei's tone also became colder, "Can't you see I'm treating her?"

The attending doctor roared, "I see you're playing with lives! I order you, pull out the needles now!"

Ye Fei responded coolly, "When to remove the needles is not for you to teach me."

"You don't have the qualifications to teach me, let alone the right to order me around."

The doctor became furiously angry and without another word, charged forward to remove the needles himself.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he grabbed the doctor's wrist, "In one more minute, the needles will naturally be removed."

"One minute? With your haphazard technique, in a few seconds she'll be dead! If she really dies, can you bear the responsibility?"

The attending doctor then yelled at the nurse, "Didn't I tell you? No one is allowed in this ward. How could you let someone in?!"

The nurse shrank her neck and said timidly, "We can't just stop family members at the door."

"Are you trying to piss me off?!" the doctor cursed through clenched teeth.

Ye Fei felt a stirring in his heart and his gaze grew colder as he looked deeply at the doctor.

It seemed that this guy had accepted a bribe from Chen Zihao.

Otherwise, there was no need to prevent people from entering the ward.

Ye Fei glanced at the nametag hanging on the doctor's chest, silently noting down his name—Feng Jun.

"Rest assured, I will take all the consequences, and it has nothing to do with your hospital," Ye Fei said, calm as ever.

"Good!"

Feng Jun pointed at Ye Fei.

"That's what you said. There are cameras in the room. If something goes wrong, don't think you can weasel your way out of this!"

Then he looked at the nurse disdainfully and pursed his lips, "This half-baked fool thinks he can cure? I would never believe it. If he really can cure her, I'd eat what's in this bucket! Ha ha."

What was supposed to be a sarcastic remark, however, was taken up by Ye Fei, "Alright, then it's settled."

Feng Jun got fired up, tilting his neck, "Oh, daring to bet with me? Fine fine fine, I'll indulge you. In one minute, if you haven't cured her, you'll have to kneel in front of me and slap yourself ten times while admitting your mistake. How about that?"

"It's a deal."

Ye Fei stopped talking and counted the time silently in his heart.

One minute passed.

Ye Fei's gaze sharpened as his hand moved with lightning speed, pulling out all the needles in just two seconds.

The quickness was dazzling to behold.

The young nurse was stunned.

Feng Jun was left speechless.

Such speed was something not even the most skilled veterans in the hospital could achieve!

Could this young man truly possess a masterful acupuncture skill?!

Little Ye, on the other hand, was much more direct and did not keep her astonishment to herself.

She clapped her little hands joyfully, "Daddy is so amazing, is Mommy going to be all right now?"

Ye Fei smiled, "Why don't you ask Mommy yourself?"

It was only at this moment that Su Yueru finally let out a long breath, her complexion rosy and her skin radiating a healthy glow.

She flashed Little Ye a brilliant smile, "Mommy is all right now."

"Yay, that's great! Daddy cured Mommy!"

The little one's face was full of joy as she climbed from Ye Fei onto the bed and kissed her mother's face.

Su Yueru smiled indulgently, but her eyes kept unconsciously glancing at Ye Fei.

She could feel that her husband had changed from before.

Feng Jun's expression darkened, "What are you doing?!"

"This is a hospital, not a place where you can say it's okay and it will be!"

"We need to conduct a comprehensive examination!"

The nurse beside them pointed to the various machines connected to Su Yueru.

"Doctor, look... all the indicators have normalized."

Feng Jun turned to look and, indeed, everything was as the nurse had said, leaving him dumbfounded.

This...!

Could haphazardly inserting a few needles truly cure a patient with both a heart attack and malignant tumors?

This must be "Immortal Technique"!

While Feng Jun was dumbstruck, Little Ye spoke softly beside him, "Uncle, you lost the bet with Daddy. Hee hee."