Volume One, Chapter 16: Mastery of Both Medicine and Martial Arts!

With two fingers pressed together, he placed them on Wu Pengfei’s meridians, then traced a path upward, massaging toward his chest.

Then, Ye Yun’s golden needles flew swiftly, piercing the major acupoints all over Wu Pengfei’s body.

Enduring the pain, Wu Pengfei suddenly awakened, a trace of black blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his face contorted in agony.

“Father!”

Wu Tianshun was extremely anxious. “Young friend, what’s happening to my son?”

Ye Yun replied calmly, “No need to worry. The blockage being expelled is stagnant blood inside his body.”

But Zhang Degui disagreed, shouting angrily, “Stop! If you continue like this, Young Master Wu will surely die.”

Ye Yun didn’t even glance at him. He placed a palm on Wu Pengfei’s lower abdomen and gently pushed upward.

A bloodline appeared beneath Wu Pengfei’s skin, frighteningly distinct.

The old traditional doctor’s expression finally changed. He stared at Ye Yun in shock and said, “Qi force entering the body, misaligned tendons and disrupted meridians, yin and yang reversed—fighting against the King of Hell!”

“Y-your medical skill… it’s such mastery?”

Ye Yun ignored him and turned to Zhang Degui.

“Director Zhang, please come forward and assist me.”

Zhang Degui, now realizing Ye Yun was no ordinary figure, instinctively agreed, “Alright, I’ll lend you a hand.”

His tone had become respectful.

Ye Yun sneered coldly, unleashing his power.

Under this stimulation, the bloodline inside Wu Pengfei erupted, spraying from his mouth.

Unfortunately, it sprayed all over Zhang Degui’s face.

A strong, foul stench immediately spread.

Zhang Degui, usually a pampered hospital director, couldn’t hold back and vomited on the spot.

The cow’s tripe, bull’s tendon, and ox gall bladder he had for lunch were all spewed out onto the floor.

Furious, he shouted, “Kid, how dare you mess with me?”

Ye Yun withdrew his hand, his expression cold. “Mess with you? You’re not worthy.”

“I just despise greedy vermin like you among doctors.”

“Hmph, you took a hundred million from Old Wu in three years.”

“You’re not curing illness; you’re just a lion’s mouth demanding exorbitant fees.”

Zhang Degui flushed red, speechless.

“Father, it feels like I can move my leg,” Wu Pengfei suddenly cried out joyfully from his bed.

Everyone present, including the renowned doctors, showed astonishment.

A problem they had struggled with for three years had been effortlessly solved by this young man?

Wu Tianshun was overjoyed. “My son, your leg is really alright?”

“Come on, move it for me to see.”

After three years of paralysis, Wu Pengfei was emaciated but managed to move his leg to the floor with great effort.

Someone immediately stepped forward to support him.

Although walking was still difficult,

Wu Pengfei could indeed walk.

Tears streaming down his face, Wu Tianshun suddenly knelt before Ye Yun.

“Young friend, you have given the Wu family a life-saving grace.”

“Please accept my deepest bow!”

Several Wu family members nearby, eyes reddened, also knelt.

Ye Yun quickly stepped aside, gently pulling Wu Tianshun up.

“Old sir, you mustn’t do this.”

“Our relationship is one of mutual respect and assistance.”

“Besides, saving Young Master Wu was merely lifting a finger for me.”

But Wu Tianshun was adamant and wouldn’t let Ye Yun leave.

After a heartfelt conversation with his recovered son,

Wu Tianshun hurriedly took Ye Yun into a Mercedes-Benz, heading straight to the finest five-star hotel in Jiangnan City.

“Young friend, the Wu family insists on hosting this dinner. You absolutely cannot decline.”

“If you do, it would be an insult to old Wu.”

Ye Yun reluctantly agreed.

Several famous doctors from Jiangnan City followed, eager to consult Ye Yun.

He ignored them all, harboring a poor impression of these people.

“Old Wu, from now on, it’s best to transfer Young Master Wu from the hospital and let him recuperate quietly at home,” Ye Yun remarked lightly during the drive.

Wise people don’t need to speak everything outright.

Wu Tianshun understood, his expression darkening. “Young friend, I appreciate your kind intentions.”

“I never expected Zhang Degui to be so scheming as to take it out on me.”

“If I weren’t old with a different mindset than in my youth, Zhang Degui would be battered and bleeding by now.”

Having lost a hundred million over three years, even a wealthy man like Wu Tianshun knew he had been taken advantage of.

Ye Yun nodded and added, “Young Master Wu’s injury was caused by residual qi from a high-level martial artist inside his body.”

“Old Wu, this matter is serious. You must be cautious.”

Wu Tianshun sighed. “I won’t go into details about the cause.”

“But young friend, you truly are a marvel.”

“Though I don’t understand medicine, your earlier actions gave me a glimpse.”

“I suspect you are a master skilled in both medicine and martial arts.”

Ye Yun said nothing, smiling faintly.

Wu Tianshun was shaken to the core!

Silence was tacit admission.

The high-level martial artist who injured his son was someone even he feared to mention.

Yet this newly acquainted young man could dispel that formidable qi.

This could only mean one thing: this young friend’s power was at least on par with that master.

Wu Tianshun could hardly imagine such an achievement.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he asked, “Young friend, are you truly just an in-law son of the Su family?”

Ye Yun replied with a wry smile, “If I told you it was all trouble caused by what’s in my pants, Old Wu, would you believe me?”

Wu Tianshun was momentarily stunned, then burst into hearty laughter.

“Hahaha, believe it? How could I not?”

“Heroes emerge in youth, and youth is inevitably passionate.”

“Su San that girl has truly found a treasure.”

Ye Yun shrugged. “She doesn’t see me as a treasure; she’s more likely to resent me.”

Wu Tianshun waved a hand, as if sharing hard-earned wisdom. “Young friend, here’s a maxim for you.”

“Sometimes, a woman is like sand in your hand—you can only hold her by wetting your palm.”

Ye Yun smiled warmly. “Old sir, that’s truly profound.”

In the luxurious Tian Hall private room of the Jiangnan Grand Hotel, the manager personally served tea and water.

Seeing Ye Yun, a newcomer warmly treated by Wu Tianshun, the Wu family eagerly toasted him.

The manager was puzzled, wondering who this gentleman was—perhaps someone from the provincial capital?

After several rounds of drinking, a sharply dressed middle-aged man entered.

“Old Wu, sorry I’m late.”

He carried an exquisite briefcase.

Opening it carefully, he respectfully handed a card to Wu Tianshun.

Wu Tianshun took it and casually passed it to Ye Yun.

“Young friend, just a small token, but a sincere gesture.”

Ye Yun shook his head. “I never charge friends for treatment.”

“And I won’t treat those who aren’t friends!”

Wu Tianshun, deeply impressed, took back the card and raised his glass in apology.

“Young friend, I’ll drink to that.”

The middle-aged man frowned. “Young man, do you know how much money is on that card?”

“Two hundred million exactly.”

He had expected Ye Yun to be shocked and greedy.

But Ye Yun merely sipped his tea lightly and said, “Oh.”

The man immediately felt a headache.

Who in this world doesn’t like money?

And this was a staggering sum.