Chapter 3: You Are Not Worthy to Be a Doctor

Yue Qitong stood beside Li Weilong, his cold gaze swept over Ye Chenyang and the bald strong man.

"Mr. Li, how do you deal with these people? Qitong will definitely make you satisfied! "

Hearing this, Ye Chenyang's heart was cold, and he suddenly sobered up.

The Yue family made a move, but even his sister couldn't protect him.

He was frightened and hurriedly said with a smile.

"Sister Yue, I'm Ye Chenyang, my sister is Ye Wanxing, president of Xinghai Group, we met at the last Jianghai charity dinner!

At that time, you also said that you would cooperate with my sister for a win-win situation and make money together! "

Yue Qitong glanced at him coldly and said disdainfully.

"If it weren't for Mr. Li's face, the small Xinghai Group wouldn't be worthy of cooperating with me at all!"

Yes?

Ye Chenyang was dumbfounded again.

Could it be that Li Weilong really has a relationship with the Yue family?

No way!

If he really had such resources, how could he stay at home every day and be a useless family cook?

Before he could figure it out, he heard Li Weilong speak lightly.

"It's just a fly that doesn't bother Miss Yue! Let's go! "

Of course, Yue Qitong had no opinion, and immediately smiled and stretched out his hand to lead.

"Mr. Li, please!"

By the time Ye Chenyang reacted, the three luxury cars had already roared away.

"Whew!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he was already sweating, and his whole body seemed to be out of strength, and he didn't have half of his strength.

Looking at the bald strong man and others who were still lying on the ground at the moment, his face was pale, and he couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

After stabilizing his mind, Ye Chenyang tried their heartbeat and breathing, and then he was a little more steady, took out his mobile phone and dialed it out.

"Brother-in-law, you really killed me!"

"You don't know, Li Weilong's wretched scumbag turned out to be a peerless martial artist!"

"These subordinates of yours were beaten half to death before they even touched the corners of his clothes!"

"What? How is this possible? Li Weilong has this ability, how can he cook soup and porridge at home every day? Chenyang, you're not mistaken, right? "

Lu Jianming's voice came from the earpiece.

"Brother-in-law, I have seen this with my own eyes, how can I be mistaken! Right now... Yes! "

Ye Chenyang suddenly felt a tightness in his feet and neck, and suddenly felt creepy, and couldn't help screaming.

It took a moment to hear a hoarse and weak voice.

"Ye, Ye Shao, call an ambulance for me!"

"I, I think I can still salvage it!"

When I looked down, it turned out to be a bald man who didn't know when he woke up.

...

On the other side, Li Weilong took Yue Qitong's car and came to Jianghai Shengya Hospital.

This hospital is the property of the Yue family, and the manor-style villa built on the roof is a super VIP ward specially reserved for the Yue family.

Not far away, there are two luxury helicopters on standby.

When I entered the well-guarded hospital suite, I saw a white-haired old man lying on the hospital bed.

The old man's face was pale, his breath was weak, and his spirit was sluggish, as if he would die at any moment.

Around the hospital bed, there were still a few people standing.

As long as you have ever had medical-related news, you are probably no stranger to these people.

These are all well-known doctors in Great Xia.

Among them, the first one is Wang Zhijun, the first director of Shengya Hospital.

However, these people are all solemn and sad now, and they don't seem to have a clue.

"Qitong, you're finally back! How? This is the master you invited? "

A tall and handsome young man looked over, and there was no lack of ridicule and questioning in his words.

Yue Qitong's eyes were slightly cold, but she still spoke politely.

"Cousin Zhengtong, Dean Wang, and all of you, please go outside and rest first, and let Mr. Li treat grandpa!"

Mr. Lee?

Everyone couldn't help but look at Li Weilong, their expressions were a little strange and complicated.

For no other reason, Li Weilong looks too young.

At such an age, how can he be a famous doctor?

Yue Zhengtong's face sank, and he said unhappily.

"Qitong, cousin, I am dedicated to my grandfather's body, and the experts and masters invited are all well-known in the industry!"

"But you brought such a young man, and you don't take your grandfather's body too seriously!"

"Cousin, grandpa's body is important, Mr. Li was introduced by Mr. Huang of Huichun Hall, there must be something extraordinary!"

Mr. Huang introduced?

Mr. Huang of Huichun Tang is a well-known national hand in traditional Chinese medicine, how could he recommend such a young man to the Yue family?

"Old Man Huang won't be crazy because he can't do anything about Old Yue's illness, right? Otherwise, how could he recommend such a hairy boy? What nonsense! "

An old man said dissatisfiedly.

Yue Zhengtong agreed with him and said earnestly.

"Qitong, Dean Wang and Master Gu are having a consultation, you better lead this child to wait outside for a while!"

"Grandpa's condition has reached the point where it is imminent and in danger, and there really can't be the slightest deviation!"

Yue Qitong frowned slightly and asked rhetorically.

"Dean Wang, Master Gu, and all of you, you have also seen my grandfather's condition, all kinds of examination data are complete, I don't know what the results of your consultation are!"

Belch...

After a short silence, Dean Wang replied with a solemn expression.

"Miss Yue, please be mentally prepared! The old man is sick like a mountain, he has run out of oil, and he has no skills to return to the sky! "

Yue Zhengtong's face changed, and he said eagerly.

"How so? Dean Wang, can't you think of a way again? "

"As long as we can cure my grandfather, no matter what the cost, our Yue family is willing to bear it!"

Yue Qitong also said nervously.

"Dean Wang, didn't you say that grandpa was in a stable state in the morning? How could it suddenly deteriorate to such an extent? "

Dean Wang shook his head and sighed, and glanced at the other famous doctors, all of whom were full of helplessness.

"Old Yue's body already has a dark injury, coupled with old age and frailty, his condition has changed, it is likely to be caused by old diseases!"

"After all, the doctor is not an immortal, and he has no ability to bring the dead back to life, so please ask the two of you to prepare for Elder Yue's death!"

For a moment, there was dead silence in the ward.

Yue Zhengtong frowned, his eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And Yue Qitong looked sad, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she didn't seem to be able to accept this sudden bad news.

At this time, I heard someone next to me say.

"Old Mr. Yue is not dead, he has just been poisoned!"

"As long as you treat it in time, you will definitely be able to recover your health!"

The person who spoke was naturally Li Weilong.

As soon as he entered the door, he urged the Qi Hope Technique to check on the old man Yue on the hospital bed.

Strictly speaking, he was not a doctor and did not have various licenses.

But as a rare monk in this world where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is barren, Li Weilong has many magical means that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

His gaze penetrated through layers of obstacles, like an X-ray, and he had already seen Yue Lao on the hospital bed from the inside to the outside, including the tiny blood vessels.

And it can be infinitely magnified and detailed.

Naturally, he also knows the physical condition of Yue Lao.

When Dean Wang heard this, he immediately frowned, his eyes full of disgust.

"Young man, this is not the place for you to talk about it!"

"Even if you have studied medical skills for a few days, you don't even know about Elder Yue's situation, so you say such irresponsible things!"

"It's enough to prove that you don't deserve to be a doctor!"