Chapter 11 Illness Must Be Treated_1

But the woman in the cheongsam seemed indifferent to Ye Long, after all, his attire didn't scream rich, successful, and handsome. He looked more like a country bumpkin who had just come from the countryside, hardly someone worth climbing the social ladder for, so naturally, she chose to ignore him!

Of course, she also felt disgusted inside and couldn't help but curse to herself, "He dares to pick up girls in such a place looking that penniless?"

Regardless, having slapped someone, Ye Long was in quite a good mood. He hummed a little tune as he made his way upstairs!

The first floor of the nightclub was the main hall, but the real "partying" was on the second floor!

On reaching the second floor, he was greeted with a burst of music so loud it could deafen one!

Walking inside, Ye Long saw various attractive young men and women excitedly nodding and shaking their heads to the music!

However, Ye Long wasn't interested; his reason for coming to the nightclub was to make money!

How does one make money at a nightclub? You're supposed to spend money, right?

Of course, Ye Long had his own methods for making money!

After making a round in the dance hall on the second floor, Ye Long didn't spot any wealthy bosses. Most were just young men and women with nothing better to do. To find the rich, he would probably need to go up to the third floor!

Ye Long learned from the waitstaff that the third floor housed private karaoke rooms, where rich young masters typically hung out, booked a room, and had a blast with some girls for company!

Ye Long immediately headed for the third floor!

Standing on the third floor, it was indeed much quieter than the second floor

Ye Long looked around and then walked down the hallway. After making a round, he stopped in front of a private room!

"Hmm, this one!" Ye Long muttered to himself, then he pushed the door open and walked into the private room.

Inside the private room, the alternating purple and red lights created an ambiance full of mood!

Several young men and women were sitting on the couch, with the young men boldly feeling around, squeezing wherever it was soft!

The young ladies occasionally let out coy, shy sounds of protest, which only prompted the surrounding young men to laugh even heartier!

"Young Master Du, you're so bad!"

"Young Master Du, stop it!"

"Young Master Du, you're so annoying!"

"Hahaha!"

The young man sitting in the middle of the couch let out a burst of wild laughter!

He had short hair, a thick gold chain around his neck, and gold rings on his fingers, clearly a wealthy young man!

On the table, piles of cash were laid out. When the young man was in high spirits, he directly stuffed the bills into the necklines of the adjacent girls who were there to drink with them, precisely ten centimeters below their necks!

The companion girls were ecstatic, managing to earn hundreds, sometimes close to a thousand yuan each time they came down!

Ye Long, after pushing the door open, walked over silently to the karaoke system and turned off the music.

With the music stopped, the young men finally took notice of Ye Long.

"MD, where did this brat come from, kick him out for me!" Young Master Du, sitting in the center of the couch, said irritably to his two bodyguards in black.

The two bodyguards, both wearing black sunglasses, nodded and walked towards Ye Long!

"Scram, or I'll throw you out!" One of the menacing bodyguards growled at Ye Long in a low voice.

"Are you blind or just trying to act cool here?" Ye Long asked curiously as he looked at the bodyguard. With such dim lighting and still wearing sunglasses, he must be either blind or just putting on a show!

The bodyguard's expression darkened, and he threw a heavy punch towards Ye Long!

Ye Long easily sidestepped, then effortlessly lifted his arm and threw a punch. The towering bodyguard was smashed to the floor by Ye Long's punch!

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"Still as comfy as always!" Ye Long clapped his hands as he looked at the bodyguard sprawled on the ground.

"You've got guts, daring to mess with Du Xiongfei. Kid, what's your name?" Du Xiongfei got up and glared at Ye Long fiercely.

Ye Long grinned, spreading his hands and said, "Young Master Du, don't be angry, you've got it wrong. I'm not here to cause trouble, I'm here to solve your problems!"

"Solve my problems?" Du Xiongfei furrowed his brow, looking puzzled. "You're joking. What problems can I possibly have that I can't solve myself, needing you to step in?"

"Heh, that's not for you to worry about. Some problems can only be solved by me!" Ye Long said with a toothy smile.

"Let's hear it then. What problems do I have?" Du Xiongfei snorted with disdain.

In Ninghai City, it was always him giving others trouble, never the other way around. It was time to see what troubles this kid could think of for him. If he couldn't name any, then he'd make sure the kid had problems.

"If I'm not wrong, you should be sick!" Ye Long looked at Du Xiongfei and said.

"MD, where did this brat come from? You're the sick one. Get the hell out of here!" Du Xiongfei lost his temper immediately. How dare someone accuse him of being sick? In Ninghai City, how many dared to curse him like this?

"Ahem!" Ye Long coughed twice, then walked up to Du Xiongfei, leaned closer and whispered, "Is it only five minutes at night? Hard to even last a minute more, isn't it?"

Upon hearing Ye Long's words, though somewhat veiled, Du Xiongfei was taken aback as they struck a chord in his heart. He quickly understood what Ye Long was referring to, and his angry expression turned into one of surprise!

"MD, how does this kid know?" Du Xiongfei's eyes filled with doubt as he watched Ye Long.

"You, how do you know?" Du Xiongfei asked in a low voice, as such a matter was not something to be proud of, and shouting it out loud would be even more embarrassing.

"Heh, needless to say, I'm a divine healer. I have a sixth sense and can treat illnesses. So, I sensed you were sick and came to treat you proactively. So, you're lucky, I have decided to take care of this problem for you!" Ye Long told Du Xiongfei.

"Uh…" Du Xiongfei looked at Ye Long, his gaze growing more complex. Could illnesses really be sensed? But it seemed to be the case, otherwise how would this guy know?

Any man would want to be stronger in that department!

"You, you can really solve this problem for me?" Du Xiongfei asked, somewhat skeptical. Ye Long in front of him didn't look at all like a doctor, not the slightest bit.

"Of course I can solve it, why else would I come to you? So, what will it be? Treat or not? If you don't want treatment, then I'll find someone else!" Ye Long said.

"How much?" Du Xiongfei couldn't help but ask.

"Not much, just pay a hundred thousand to start with!" Ye Long said.

"One Hundred Thousand Yuan?"

"What, is one hundred thousand too much? If you think it's too much, then never mind!" Ye Long waved his hand, then made as if he was about to leave.

Of course, to Du Xiongfei, one hundred thousand yuan really wasn't much. Coming here to splurge, spending fifty or sixty thousand wasn't unusual, and one hundred thousand was a trifling amount for him!

"Fine, one hundred thousand it is. But if you can't solve this problem, I'll have you lying dead in Ninghai City!" Du Xiongfei threatened Ye Long.

"Quit the chit-chat, you can rest assured. You'll have a chance to check in a moment, with all the women around here," Ye Long said.

"Alright, my card has one hundred and fifty thousand. If you cure me, it's all yours; if not, I'm afraid you won't live to spend it!" As Du Xiongfei spoke, he pulled out a card from his pocket. If this guy could really cure his illness, he wouldn't have to feel embarrassed when playing with girls in the future. As for the money, one hundred or two hundred thousand was just a drop in the bucket for Du Xiongfei.

Ye Long took the bank card without any courtesy, pocketed it, then casually took out a silver needle and poked around Du Xiongfei's lower abdomen a few times.

"There, you should last at least half an hour now!" Ye Long put away the Silver Needle and announced.

"That's it?"

Du Yong was stunned, somewhat incredulous. Just a few simple pricks and it's done?

Even if you were highly skilled in medicine, you couldn't just stick a few needles and solve the problem in mere seconds, could you?

If it were so, what would be left for those hospital doctors and professors?

"My medical skills are unparalleled, before or after. If you don't believe it, you can find a girl and try it out. If it doesn't work, I'll refund double your money!" Ye Long said confidently.

"Okay, you guys keep an eye on him. If I don't come back, he's free to go after ten minutes!" Du Xiongfei signaled his two bodyguards, then grabbed a girl nearby and headed for the door.

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