NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6 Do you know medical skills?
Ye Chen also looked confused when he heard the old man calling him Grandmaster.
In his previous life, Ye Chen had heard of warriors, but he was unclear about the realm of warriors.
The old man was shocked, quickly stood up, came to Ye Chen, performed the warrior salute, bowed and said.
"I don't know that you are a master, so I offended you just now. Please forgive me, senior."
Seeing the old man bowing, Ye Chen waved his hand with a very sincere attitude.
"That's all, it was just a small punishment for your unreasonableness. Remember, don't act impulsively in the future."
The old man quickly said yes and his attitude was extremely respectful.
At this time, Song Zihan recovered from the shock and quickly stepped forward to thank Ye Chen for showing mercy to the old man.
"Let's drop this matter. As I just said, if you need Peiyuan Fruit, the price is two million. If you don't need it, just say goodbye. Goodbye."
After Ye Chen finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.
Seeing that Ye Chen was about to leave, Song Zihan hurriedly stopped Ye Chen and said.
"Master Ye, please stay. I need Pei Yuan Guo. Please tell me your card number and I will transfer the money to you."
Ye Chen stepped back and reported his card number. After a while, his phone received a notification that two million had been credited. Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction and handed the Pei Yuan Fruit to Song Zihan.
Two million was insignificant to the Song family, which had a market value of tens of billions. Song Zihan transferred the money directly without any hesitation.
"Miss Song, I overheard the two of you talking just now. I roughly understand the cause of Mr. Song's illness. I'm afraid it's impossible to cure Mr. Song with just one Pei Yuan Guo. If necessary, I am willing to go and treat him."
Ye Chen took the initiative to treat Mr. Song because he had his own considerations. He was devoted to cultivation and didn't want to be entangled in complicated things, so he needed someone to take care of it. The Song family was a good helper.
Song Zihan asked in shock when he heard that Ye Chen could save his grandfather.
"Master Ye, do you still know medical skills?"
Ye Chen nodded and said, "Yes, I studied Chinese medicine."
Although Ye Chen is now a freshman at the Medical University and has not yet started learning medical skills, Ye Chen is the famous Wuji Immortal Emperor in the world of cultivation, and his medical skills are unparalleled.
Song Zihan looked at Ye Chen's confident expression and then asked.
"Grandmaster Ye, do you have time today? Can you go and treat my grandfather? You can rest assured that the reward will be satisfactory to you."
Then he looked at Ye Chen with expectant eyes.
Ye Chen thought there was nothing to do today, so he agreed to go and take a look. The three of them went down the mountain and took a car to the Dongjingshan Villa Area.
To the east of Dongjing Mountain is Dongjing Lake. The Song family developed real estate here, called Dongjing Villa. There are a total of 36 villas, ranked according to the environment and geographical location, ranked from one to thirty-six.
The old man of the Song family lives in Villa No. 1, which is located on a natural island near the center of the lake. It is lush and densely wooded. Because it is close to the lake, especially in the morning, it is surrounded by mist, which makes it like a fairyland on earth. The environment is beautiful and the air is... pleasant.
Ye Chen and the others quickly arrived at the door of Villa No. 1 in a car. What they saw was a five-story villa surrounded by courtyard walls, and the two characters "Song Mansion" were written on the tall courtyard.
After parking the car, the three of them entered the courtyard. Two bodyguards stood at the door, bowing and saluting.
"Hello, madam"
Song Zihan nodded slightly and walked straight to the courtyard.
Song Zihan didn't waste much time and led Ye Chen straight to Mr. Song's rest area.
Entering the room where the old man rested, he opened the door and entered.
First of all, I saw a hospital bed in the center of the room. Mr. Song was lying on it. He had white hair and a haggard face without a trace of blood. He was surrounded by various instruments and his body was covered with pipelines. There were many people wearing white clothes beside the bed. doctors are busy with various instruments.
There was also an old man with childish face and white hair, who looked like a fairy, and several family members who should be Song Zihan. The huge room was full of people.
Seeing Song Zihan bringing a young stranger into the ward, a middle-aged man said in a very annoyed tone.
"Zi Han, where have you been these past few days? Your grandpa is so ill now. You still have the time to go out and play. It's all in vain."
With an expression of hatred for steel, it was Song Zihan's second uncle who spoke.
Mr. Song has three children in total. Song Zihan's father is the eldest son, named Song Qianfeng. He is now the head of the Song family and manages the huge Song family.
The second son is Song Qianshan, who is in charge of the family business. He is quite generous and has a good relationship with his eldest brother.
The third daughter, Song Qianhui, was married into the Chen family, one of the four major families. She was kind-hearted and had a good relationship with her husband and children.
"Second uncle, I and Uncle Fan have been looking for red spiritual fruit everywhere these days. We didn't go out to play. Just this morning, we found the red spiritual fruit in Dongjing Mountain. Look,"
Song Zihan simultaneously took out a dark purple spirit fruit from his arms and held it in his palm.
Everyone looked around and were extremely surprised when they saw the spiritual fruit in Song Zihan's hand and felt the medicinal power emanating from it.
"Zi Han, have you really found it? It's great. Dad is saved this time."
The person who spoke was Song Zihan's aunt. Her originally worried look became extremely excited at this moment, and tears of excitement flowed from the corners of her eyes.
"Yes, aunt, thanks to Grandmaster Ye, Fan Bo and I met Grandmaster Ye by chance in Dongjing Mountain. Grandmaster Ye happened to have a red spiritual fruit, so I bought one."
While speaking, Song Zihan looked at Ye Chen with respect.
Suddenly, pairs of surprised eyes turned to Ye Chen, looking at him as a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old. How could there be such a young grandmaster?
Even if Ye Chen started practicing from his mother's womb, it would only take less than twenty years. How is that possible? Everyone had expressions of disbelief.
Seeing everyone's surprised and doubtful eyes, Fan Bo said.
"Everyone, what the eldest lady said is true. I have confirmed it this morning. Grandmaster Ye can release his true energy and hurt people invisible. He is definitely a martial arts master."
Although everyone was still shocked after hearing Fan Bo's words, they no longer doubted Ye Chen's status as a master, because Fan Bo was a martial artist, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of Nei Jin. He was the strongest person in the Song family except the old man. , has been guarding the Song family.
Seeing everyone's surprised looks, Ye Chen's expression did not change at all.
While everyone was shocked, Song Qianfeng reminded.
"Now that the spiritual fruit has been found, let's treat the old man first and talk about other things later."
"Yes, yes, yes, brother is right. Give dad some medicine first and see if he can revive him."
Song Qianshan reacted and said, and at the same time looked at Mr. Li, the master of Chinese medicine, and said, "Old Li, the spiritual fruit has been found, how should I use the medicine?"
Everyone also looked at Mr. Li.
Old Li touched his beard with his hand, looking senile, and said calmly.
"Mr. Song is currently losing Qi and blood, and he has a hidden disease, which causes the meridians to be blocked. He should replenish his Qi and blood in time. I will use acupuncture to clear the meridians. Mr. Song should be able to wake up. I will write a prescription and chop the red spiritual fruit. Just boil it with medicine and give it to Mr. Song."
After speaking, Mr. Li began to write the prescription. After completing it, he handed the prescription to Song Zihan and gave some details. The latter turned and left to prepare.
Ye Chen looked at Mr. Song lying on the hospital bed, his consciousness had already been quietly released, and Mr. Song's condition was already clear to him, and he thought in his heart.
“Indeed, as Mr. Li said, Mr. Song’s meridians are blocked and urgently need to be cleared.
But there is one thing that Mr. Li did not discover, that is, Mr. Song's meridians were seriously blocked, and some meridians had become necrotic, making it impossible to clear them with ordinary acupuncture.
In order to clear the meridians, when applying acupuncture, spiritual energy must be introduced into Mr. Song's body, impact the meridians with spiritual energy, and slowly dredge them with silver needles to clear all blocked meridians in the body, and then cure can be achieved.
Obviously, Mr. Li is just an ordinary doctor and has no spiritual energy in his body. It is absolutely impossible to cure Mr. Song."
Ye Chen shook his head helplessly when he thought of this.
Coincidentally, Mr. Li saw this scene and thought that Ye Chen was questioning his medical skills. This was undoubtedly a provocation to a medical master that everyone respected.
Old Li touched his beard with his hand, looked at Ye Chen and said
"Master Ye, do you know medical skills?"