Ye Feng tried his best and used hypnosis on Wei An to shut him up and avoid making noises.
——Wow!
Seeing this situation, everyone in the Gao family was in an uproar again.
"What...what's going on!?"
"Master Wei, why did you suddenly fall asleep on the spot?"
"Could it be that... the old man's strange disease is really contagious!?"
In an instant, everyone in the Gao family was in chaos. Many people retreated involuntarily, fearing that they would be the next to be attacked.
"Isn't this impossible!?" The doctors at Tai Hospital also looked incredulous, "It's impossible for narcolepsy to be transmitted to each other... This..."
At this time, Ye Feng said calmly: "Don't panic, everyone!"
"I used the same method to make the man fall asleep on the spot."
"This is neither a disease nor contagious. There is no need to be afraid. I have everything under control."
After hearing this, they learned that Wei An was unconscious on the spot, and it was Ye Feng who did it!?
Everyone at the scene marveled in unison and felt incredible.
"Master Ye is actually so capable!?"
"It turns out that Mr. Wei is the same as our master, but the person who took action was replaced by Mr. Ye!"
"Since Dr. Ye can make Mr. Wei coma, he must be able to find a way to revive grandpa! Great, he is really saved this time!"
Everyone in the Gao family couldn't help but cheer for joy, and were completely relieved about Ye Feng.
"Doctor Ye, you are truly a miracle worker!" The imperial doctors at Tai Hospital were all in admiration. They even wanted to become a disciple on the spot and ask for his advice, which would surely benefit them for life.
At this time, Gao Ziqi's beautiful eyes also fell firmly on Ye Feng.
Because his action silenced Wei An, who was chattering endlessly, Gao Ziqi also felt a bit fond of him and felt that he shared the same hatred with the enemy.
Especially Ye Feng's sentence "There are so many murals" is even more humorous.
At this time, Gao Yushi also rubbed his hands excitedly and asked again: "Governor Ye, please forgive us for being rude just now."
"Please save my father, please!"
With that said, Gao Yushi bowed to the end and asked Ye Feng to take action.
"Little miracle doctor. As long as you can revive my old man, our Gao family will never forget this great kindness!" The old lady said boldly, "You can choose whoever you like among my little granddaughters."
Hearing this, the young female relatives of the Gao family also started chattering and whispering.
"It seems not bad to marry such a young and promising doctor!"
"I hope that when the old lady chooses people later, she can choose me. I am willing to give my life to you!"
"Bah! I'm so ashamed! Just now you said you didn't want to! Now that you've seen someone with great abilities, you're going to get married again?"
The girls were chatting and laughing, fighting with each other and making a mess.
At this moment, Ye Feng separated from everyone and came to the bed again.
"Give me two minutes."
Saying that, Ye Feng just looked at him and immediately escaped into Mr. Gao's dream.
In an instant, everything in front of me underwent earth-shaking changes.
The Gao family's mansion instantly became the interrogation hall of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
A group of government officials stood around, majestic and solemn, on both sides.
At the head, sitting upright was an old man, dressed in official robes, looking graceful and dignified, without anger or authority.
It was none other than Mr. Gao, who had long since resigned.
Although he has retired, Mr. Gao, who has worked in the Metropolitan Procuratorate all his life, always returns to the place that haunts him and is so familiar even in his dreams.
At this time, he was immersed in a dream, tirelessly trying one case after another.
The more I looked at it, the more excited I became, as if I would never wake up from this good dream.
"Alas..." Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.
This is precisely the power of that strange force - it captures the deepest desires in people's hearts.
Compared with the boring life after retirement, how can it be compared with the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate who is aloof and controls the power of life and death?
