Chapter 4 Professional Face-Slapping for 18 Years

Seeing Ye Feng staring blankly at her, Han Xiaoyun's face immediately flushed red, and she spat out indignantly, "You pervert, you actually..."

Before she could finish, Ye Feng anxiously said, "Teacher Han, you've got it wrong, I was just passing by, purely passing by."

Once Ye Feng finished speaking, he took off running towards the depths of the mountains.

Han Xiaoyun's family was from the city. She'd volunteered to teach in this remote and impoverished place right after graduating from teacher's college and had already been here for half a year.

Logically speaking, given that it was the summer vacation period, she should have gone home.

But she didn't. Instead, she stayed to teach a remedial class at the school for free, aiming to improve the students' grades. There were also rumors that she didn't get along well with her family, so she chose to stay in Yuanhu Village and barely returned to the city.

Because of the free remedial classes, the parents of the students in the village liked her very much.

Last night, a student's parent invited her over for dinner, where she ate wild mushrooms from the mountains. She enjoyed them so much that this morning she let the students self-study while she went into the mountains with a bamboo basket to pick mushrooms.

However, while picking mushrooms, she had the sudden urge to relieve herself and, with no toilets around, she had to take care of it on the spot. Unfortunately, this was exactly when Ye Feng, who had come to the mountains to gather medicinal herbs, bumped into her.

After running several dozen meters ahead, Ye Feng looked back and saw Han Xiaoyun holding her basket full of mushrooms, running towards the foot of the mountain without turning her head, looking flustered.

Ye Feng shook his head with a wry smile and continued deeper into the mountain.

About an hour later, Ye Feng had filled an entire basket with medicinal herbs and returned home.

At this moment, Jiang Yixue had already cleaned the house. Seeing Ye Feng come back, she said with a smile, "I stole your room earlier. Now that I've swept the floor for you, we're even."

Ye Feng glanced at her and said, "If that's how we're settling accounts, once I've cured your illness, shouldn't you agree to marry me in return?"

Jiang Yixue giggled, "You cure me first, then we'll talk."

"Once you're cured, you'll definitely deny it."

Ye Feng said disdainfully, motioning to the stove and saying, "Hurry up and start the fire. I'm going to wash these medicinal herbs so we can cook them into a medicinal bath for you to soak in."

Hearing this, Jiang Yixue immediately stomped her foot, "I'm the CEO of Tianyuan Group, and you actually expect me to light a fire for you!"

"No worries if you don't want to. Just wait to die from your illness," Ye Feng said nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders and turning to wash the medicinal herbs, leaving Jiang Yixue no choice but to start the fire.

"See, that's more like it."

Ye Feng glanced back at her and walked out with the medicinal herbs.

Just as he stepped outside, he saw a man running over with vigorous strides. Ye Feng recognized him; it was Zhao Dafu who lived near the primary school.

Zhao Dafu, panting, pulled Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng, you must hurry to the school. Teacher Han has fainted, and Doctor Wang from the village clinic is at a loss. The village chief sent me to find you, saying you've inherited your grandfather's medical skills."

"Han Xiaoyun fainted?"

Ye Feng scratched his head, puzzled.

Earlier, when he went up the mountain to gather herbs, he had seen her on the slope, full of vigor. How could she have fainted in the blink of an eye?

Zhao Dafu said, "No idea how she lost consciousness. She just suddenly fainted during the class. Doctor Wang said she needs to be taken to the county hospital, but the village chief insisted you take a look first."

"Then let's go."

Ye Feng put down the medicinal herbs and ran towards the school with Zhao Dafu.

His home was roughly one li away from the village primary school. The two of them jogged, and they quickly arrived at the school.

At the moment, Han Xiaoyun was lying on the sofa in the office, eyes tightly shut, breathing evenly, but her face was unusually red. Ye Feng approached without asking and touched her face, which felt very hot.

"She's been poisoned."

Ye Feng felt her pulse on her wrist and looked at the village chief Li Qiang and Doctor Wang from the clinic who were present.

Wang Jun let out a cold laugh, "What kind of joke is this? Just because you took her pulse once, you're sure it's poison? Besides, she's just fine attending class here, without any enemies out to harm her, how could she possibly be poisoned?"

Ye Feng glanced at him and ignored him.

After all, when faced with the ranting of fools, he usually chose to overlook it, turning his head to Village Chief Li Qiang, he said, "I'm going to give her acupuncture now to expel the toxins from her body, please make some room."

Li Qiang nodded his head, but before he could speak—

"Wait a minute!"

Wang Jun's face was full of ridicule as he said, "Stop bewitching people with your nonsense, trying to show off forcefully. I advise you to send her to the county hospital quickly. Otherwise, if you delay the illness, you'll bear legal responsibility!"

"Noise."

Ye Feng still didn't pay him any attention and took out his silver needles.

Before he could even start the acupuncture, Wang Jun burst out laughing, "Such an ignorant brat. Even if she isn't poisoned, and even if she was, there's only one method—stomach pumping. Your needle might as well be used for embroidery, how could it save anyone? Traditional Chinese medicine is really laughable!"

This guy went on and on, continuously belittling traditional Chinese medicine in his speech.

As the words ended, he even reached out to grab Ye Feng's shoulder to continue his mockery, but—

"Smack!"

A resounding slap landed on his face.

Wang Jun's head twisted from the blow, nearly toppling to the ground.

Before he could react, Ye Feng grabbed him by his clothes, staring at him with icy eyes, "This slap is for your ancestors. As a Huaxian, you incessantly belittle our national essence, idolize foreign things, and betray your heritage for glory. How is that different from being a traitor to your country?"

"You... you dare to hit me!"

Wang Jun was furious, struggling while he roared, "Traditional Chinese medicine is nothing but witchcraft. What diseases can it cure? You..."

"Smack!"

Another solid slap struck his face.

Ye Feng pointed at the unconscious Han Xiaoyun, "This slap is for the patient. You as a quack doctor have no ability to save her, yet you're here babbling and hindering my rescue efforts. What exactly is your intention?"

"You... you..."

Wang Jun's cheeks swelled up from the blows, and he tried to speak again, but as soon as he opened his mouth—

"Smack!"

Ye Feng slapped him across the face for the third time, "This slap is for yourself. As a healer, you know not to relieve the dying and help the injured; instead, you're wasting my time. How is that different from causing death for profit? People like you, regardless of your medical skills, are unworthy of being a doctor, because you lack medical ethics!"

Ye Feng, full of righteous fury, completed the three slaps and turned away without giving him another glance.

Everyone, including Village Chief Li Qiang and Zhao Dafu, was stunned, Ye Feng's aura truly had a touch of his grandfather's presence from back in the day.

For a moment, the entire room fell silent, all eyes focusing on Ye Feng.

Wang Jun wanted to retaliate, but as soon as he stepped forward, he "thud" fell to the ground, then began to roll around, pointing at Ye Feng and wailing in pain, but he couldn't get the words out.

Village Chief Li Qiang and Zhao Dafu were both startled at the sight.

What's going on here?

Why did he suddenly fall over?

Could it be...

Their thoughts turned to a possibility, and they all cast their gazes towards Ye Feng.