Ling Tianzheng's expression changed, and he glared at Ling Feng. Needless to say, the meaning behind it was needless to say. Ling Feng's legs were trembling with fear, and he was about to argue.
Ye Yang chuckled softly, took another step forward, looked into Ling Tianzheng's eyes, and said calmly: "Actually, the so-called innately unique meridians are nothing more than the inherent differences in the meridians. In fact, there is no such thing as what you said.
It’s so difficult to treat, would you guys be interested in discussing it?”
"Ling Feng, look who you brought back! Why don't you take him away quickly!" Ling Tianzheng obviously didn't believe Ye Yang's words, and could even say he was dismissive.
In his mind, how could a seemingly ordinary or even slovenly person be able to cure a disease that even these experts had declared incurable?
Most likely, they knew the Ling family's strength and came here to deceive them.
Ling Tianzheng sighed heavily. Obviously, he felt like a failure to his son Ling Feng.
"Mr. Ling, don't object in a hurry. Can you listen to me and say a few more words? I think you will definitely change your attitude after hearing these few words from me!"
Ye Yang looked confident, his eyes were firm when he spoke, without the slightest intention of dodging, he stood there with his chest straight and his back straight, like a pine tree, and his tone was neither urgent nor slow nor humble nor overbearing.
Ling Tianzheng couldn't help but look at him twice. Before he could say anything, Shao Meihua couldn't help it. After all, she was a woman, and she was also worried about her daughter's condition. Moreover, women's personalities were weaker, and she was
Just gentle in temperament.
"Tianzheng, I think it's okay to let him say a few words. This kid Xiaofeng won't just bring irrelevant people back, so just listen to what he has to say, okay?"
Ling Tianzheng snorted coldly, glared at Ling Feng, then turned to look at the three doctors opposite: "What do you think?"
The three of them looked at each other, and the older doctor said: "What the young people said makes sense, but everyone knows this truth. It just depends on what method you use. I don't know what unique method you have?"
Ye Yang smiled slightly, glanced at the three of them, and said: "The three of you must be seniors. Since it comes to this, I will speak freely. If there is anything to offend, I hope that the three of you will not be angry."
"Old sir, your face is flushed and your voice is as loud as a bell. You should be in good health. You have also practiced internal martial arts. Your skills are good and worthy of admiration!"
The old Chinese medicine doctor laughed and waved his hand. Although he seemed humble, he could not conceal his inner happiness.
The old Chinese doctor is called Hua Feng, and his ancestor is Hua Tuo. After being a standard miracle doctor, he has his own way of maintaining health, and he is indeed proud of himself.
However, Ye Yang changed the subject and continued: "Old sir, do you often feel pain in your heart and swelling in the back of your head? When you move Qi, the pain at the Tianqiao and Yuzhen points will be unbearable, and you often even need to take food.
What about some powerful medicinal herbs?"
Before Ye Yang finished speaking, Hua Feng's face changed. He looked at him in surprise, as if he had found a savior. He still had the demeanor of everyone for a long time. He immediately walked over, held Ye Yang's hand, and said: "What are you doing?"
Do you know? Do you have a way to save me?"
"It's not urgent. Let's talk later, okay?"
Although Hua Feng was anxious, he also knew the priorities, so he could only nodded slightly and stood aside with a very respectful expression.
Ye Yang looked at the dark-faced doctor again.
The black-faced doctor Zhang Qiao couldn't help but look a little panicked. Just now he had dismissed Ye Yang's words and even sneered at them, but he didn't expect Hua Feng's attitude to change so quickly.
He asked himself that his medical skills were inferior to those of Huafeng, but there were fundamental differences between Chinese and Western medicine, so although he was a little panicked, he was not out of sorts.
"Doctor, you are a typical three-high. Moreover, your third spine has been severely injured. Have you been treated many times but the effect is not good? It is getting worse now. Every time it is cloudy and rainy, I am afraid that...
Don’t you need to check the weather forecast?”
"You..." After Ye Yang finished speaking, he pointed at the yellow-faced doctor Ma Yang. Ma Yang trembled all over and then took a step back to avoid Ye Yang's finger.
"Okay, no need to say anymore, who are you?"
Ling Tianzheng interrupted Ye Yang and looked at Ye Yang with burning eyes. Although he was shocked in his heart, he still looked dignified on the surface.
Ye Yang couldn't help but secretly admire his deepness in the city. Even though he was so persistent in what he said, he still persisted and refused to let go. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably shed tears of gratitude or even kneel down to beg.
"Dad, he is my friend. Only he can save my sister. Just let him see my sister!" Ling Feng held it in for a long time and finally couldn't help but say something.
"Yes, Mr. Ling, I think he can." Hua Feng agreed.
Not only Hua Feng agreed, but Ma Yang and Zhang Qiao also nodded in agreement.
Shao Meihua wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said: "Tianzheng, let him show it to the child. Do you really have the heart to watch Xiaoyue being tortured?"
After everyone's persuasion, Ling Tianzheng finally felt a little relieved.
He stared at Ye Yang with deep meaning. Ten minutes later, under Ye Yang's calm gaze, Ling Tianzheng finally couldn't help but look away, sighed, turned around and ignored them.
"Young man, come in with me." Shao Meihua lost no time in pulling Ye Yang into the separate bedroom.
She was full of affection for Ye Yang, and she held hope in her heart.
Ling Muchue's bedroom was all white. The floor, cabinets, and bedside were all white. On the big bed in the middle of the room, she lay quietly on it, with a peaceful face and her hands on her stomach, as if she was asleep.
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Ye Yang walked over gently, and saw a beautiful face appearing in front of him. Her eyebrows were like flowers, her eyes were like flowing waves, her hair was like ink, her skin was like gelatin, and her temperament was as pure as dust. No matter where she was lying, she could not stop him at all.
Her charming and beautiful temperament makes people feel relaxed and happy when they see her looking up like a mountain.
This is a kind of beauty that you can't bear to blaspheme, just like a perfect piece of mutton-fat white jade, it is natural without carving.
When Ye Yang saw her at this moment, there was a cry in his mind, and the veil of memory seemed to be torn apart, and the pictures flashed quickly in front of his eyes like a movie.
The floodgates of memory suddenly opened at this moment, and messages and pictures flashed quickly in front of my eyes.
Ye Yang stood there blankly, his heart even more shocked.
These scenes were all revealed at this moment, and they were full of memories, memories of the previous life.
The acquaintance between my predecessor and Ling Muyue was truly a kind of fate.
It was a sunny morning. The weather in March was already as warm as spring in Haifang City, and the atmosphere of spring was everywhere.
As a courier, Ye Yang's daily job is to deliver express delivery on a battery car.
One day in March, Ye Yang received a courier signed by Ling Muyue. According to the address, he arrived at the door of the Ling family's manor.
However, no matter what he said, the security guard at the door would not let him in.
The stubborn Ye Yang insisted on delivering the express delivery to the recipient in person.
A dispute was about to begin.
Although the bodyguard was tall and strong, Ye Yang was not afraid at all and always adhered to his principles.
He is so serious and does his job as a courier in an orderly manner.
Just when they were arguing, a black Bentley parked next to him. The window was opened. The driver stuck out his head and asked Ye Yang to hand over the express mail to him after asking about the situation.
But Ye Yang still refused and insisted on his principles.
At this moment, a white figure in the car moved, and then a voice as beautiful as the sound of nature came from the back seat of the car.
"Give me the express. I am Ling Muyue. This is my ID card!"
Ye Yang took the ID card almost as if he was demented. Without even looking at it, he handed the express mail over and returned it to her along with the ID card.
Although it was just a glimpse, Ye Yang was tossing and turning and unable to sleep.
After returning home, all I could see was that white figure.
Ye Yang knew that he fell in love with this figure and fell in love at first sight.
However, when he thought about their family's background, Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
In the days that followed, Ye Yang's life returned to peace.
Until one day, when he received Ling Muyue's express mail again, Ye Yang's long-buried wish was once again stirred up.
He rode his bicycle again and arrived outside the Ling family's manor.
Unexpectedly, the security guard did not stop him this time.
Instead, let him ride in.
After Ye Yang entered, he was even more surprised.
He was deeply shocked by the sight before him. The Ling family's manor was as majestic and domineering as a castle. It was the largest house he had ever seen in his life.
Even if he worked hard for hundreds of years, he probably wouldn't be able to afford it.
But what surprised him even more was that he actually saw Ling Muchue himself.
At that time, Ye Yang was so shocked that he stood blankly in front of the manor until Ling Muyue's figure disappeared from sight.
From then on, Ye Yang found that he was sick.
Although he knew that he was wishful thinking and wanted to eat swan meat, he still couldn't stop himself from missing her.
The third time I saw Ling Muchue was in front of her hospital bed. She accepted the express with a smile and signed her name.
The two spoke for the first time, and Ye Yang knew that Ling Muyue was in frail health.
From then on, he vowed to study medicine and cure Ling Muchue.
However, things often backfire.
Just when he excitedly went to Ling's house to deliver express for the fourth time, he was told that Ling Muchue was seriously ill and was being treated.
Ye Yang was so anxious that he didn't sleep for several nights.
Three days later, Ling Muyue appeared downstairs at their express delivery company, took the express delivery from his hand, and told him that he was fine.
Although it was just a few short words, Ye Yang was happy and excited for a long time, as if he had taken away stimulants.
Gradually, the two of them occasionally sent text messages, and Ye Yang's humor also helped Ling Muyue alleviate some of her pain.
Ye Yang knew that love like a mirror, a flower in the water, would be fruitless, but he was stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself.
Just when he devoted himself wholeheartedly to this fruitless love, he did not expect that danger was coming quietly.