Miraculous doctor: The beautiful CEO who retired from marriage at the beginning, but was chased back

Chapter 177

"Shut up!" Yao Jinglong yelled at Yao Zhiyong.

My son is capable, but his eyesight is still a bit problematic, and he can't see people.

Facing his father's anger, Yao Zhiyong felt unwilling, but finally kept his mouth shut.

Yao Jinglong also knew that his son was not convinced, so he said coldly: "Master Ye is not the kind of person you think at all, so don't say that in the future."

Ye Chen saw Yao Zhiyong's dissatisfaction and didn't care, but when he heard Yao Jinglong's words, he was stunned: "Old man Yao, we don't seem to know each other very well? How do you know that I am not?" That kind of person?"

Seeing that the other party was not angry because of Yao Zhiyong's rudeness, Yao Jinglong heaved a sigh of relief: "There is a genius doctor in the Xia Kingdom. He was seriously injured, and it was this genius doctor who rescued him, and if my guess is correct, this person is the genius doctor Ye."

Yao Zhiyong froze when he heard that he was drinking tea: "Dad, what are you talking about? Doctor Ye is the same doctor who treated Ye Shuai back then?"

The news was so explosive that he almost choked on his tea.

You must know that after the first battle of Langshan, although Ye Shuai wiped out several ancient warriors in the wolf country by himself, he also suffered a devastating blow. Everyone thought he was finished, and a generation of war gods fell. The genius doctor rescued Ye Shuai.

There are not many people who know the news, and he also learned about it through his father.

How could he not be surprised when he heard the old man say that the genius doctor who saved Ye Shuai was the genius doctor Ye?
Yao Jinglong asked Yao Zhiyong: "Do you think there is anyone else in the world who can cure my old illness except Doctor Ye?"

Yao Zhiyong was taken aback by the question.

That's right, I have searched all over the world for famous doctors, but I can't do anything. If the other party is a genius doctor who rescued Ye Shuai, he would naturally be able to treat the old man.

And Ye Chen was surprised, he didn't expect the other party to guess his identity. After all, few people know about this matter, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it is the top secret of the Western Region War Department. He didn't expect the other party to know a thing or two. It seems that his identity is indeed very good. Uncommon, but since the other party guessed it, Ye Chen didn't deny it, shrugged: "It seems that I don't have to show my cards."

His demeanor suddenly changed: "That's right, I am the number one genius doctor in Xia Kingdom who is loved by everyone, who is capable of writing and martial arts, is handsome, and has excellent medical skills."

Yao Jinglong's expression froze, he didn't expect the other party to say such a boastful word, but he didn't care.

In his opinion, it is called self-confidence for a talented person to say this, and pretentiousness for an untalented person. For a person like Master Ye, it is a little more modest.

Yao Jinglong poured a cup of tea for Ye Chen: "To be honest, Yao has been troubled by an old disease for decades, and there is no way to find famous doctors all over the world. I also wanted to go to the doctor who cured Ye Shuai. It's just that we don't have any information about that miraculous doctor at all, and we have nowhere to look for it, and we never thought that I, Yao, who deserved to die, would meet here."

Ye Chen drank it all in one gulp, and said in a natural tone: "Old man Yao, I don't ask for money, I don't ask for fame and fortune, I save people with my heart. You are really lucky."

In fact, he made the move because of the scars on Yao Jinglong's body. Such scars are the unique glory of soldiers, and they are worthy of his actions. Even if the opponent is penniless, he will not stand by and watch.

Of course, if the opponent is an old man who is bullying others, Ye Chen will definitely not make a move.

After a while, the food and wine were brought to the table.

Yao Zhiyong walked up to Ye Chen with a glass of wine to make amends: "Master Ye, I was wrong just now, I shouldn't say that about you, I should punish myself with a drink."

He drank it in public.

Ye Chen waved his hand, signaling to the other party not to care. In fact, he didn't care about what happened just now. If the other party didn't mention it, he would almost forget about it.

After eating and drinking enough, Yao Jinglong thought for a while, and then said: "Doctor Ye, I have a merciless request here. A friend of mine is suffering from a hidden disease, and he has searched for famous doctors for many years, but there is nothing he can do. I would like to ask for help." Divine doctor Ye will help you, relying on the medical skills of Divine doctor Ye, there must be a solution."

Ye Chen rolled his eyes: "Old man Yao, are you striking while the iron is hot? I didn't promise you anything, did I?"

Yao Jinglong smiled wryly: "I know it's very abrupt, but every time I see my old friend suffering from illness, making life worse than death, I feel the same way, and I can't bear it."

Ye Chen thought for a while and said: "There are days in life, old age, sickness and death. If you intervene forcefully, it will be counterproductive."

"Number of days?" The corner of Yao Jinglong's mouth twitched. If he didn't know the identity of the other party, he would have thought he had encountered a magic stick.

Ye Chen knew he didn't believe it, after all, it was too illusory, especially the guys in the war department, who advocated only justice and morale, even ancient warriors didn't necessarily believe in the existence of days.

But he is a cultivator, and he believes in the number of days very much.

No, strictly speaking, all cultivators firmly believe in the existence of the number of days, and there are even powerful monks who try to change their fate against the sky and want to control their own destiny. Shattering the void is a feat against the sky, but Still under the control of the number of days.

And according to Ye Chen's understanding, no one can really defy the sky, even if he becomes the legendary saint.

He went on to say: "Take you as an example. If your lifespan is exhausted, you won't meet me at the airport. Even if you meet me, I won't make a move. This is the number of days, and it has already been destined The ending, although sad, has to be accepted."

Yao Jinglong was thoughtful, and Yao Zhiyong said, "Dad, what Doctor Ye said seems to have some truth..."

"Be confident, remove the look." Ye Chen looked at him angrily.

Yao Zhiyong looked at Yao Jinglong: "Dad, do you still remember the Taoist priest who claimed to be Wutai Mountain? When my mother was terminally ill, you went to Wutai Mountain to ask for elixir to save her. The Taoist priest once said that God's will cannot be violated. The elixir lasts, and you can't live for 49 days. Later, you asked for a Taoist golden elixir for your mother. Mom's terminal illness was like a miracle. We all thought that my mother was cured, so I didn't let go of the Taoist priest's words. In my heart, I really went in less than 49 days."

A flash of reminiscence flashed in Yao Jinglong's mind. The words of the Wutai Mountain Taoist priest still rang in his ears. He couldn't help but think of his wife's thin and haggard face. He was so sad that even after more than ten years, there was still no blur.

Maybe the older you get, the more nostalgic it is!

Yao Jinglong sighed, and said: "Master Ye, my old friend didn't suffer from any terminal illness. His illness has some patterns, and he usually seems to be fine, but once it reaches the night of the full moon, the illness will recur, and it is unbearable. Imagine the pain, then his eyes are red, his body grows hair, he loses his nature, and even violently hurts others, he can only lock himself in a cage made of cold iron in advance, so as to avoid going out and hurting others."

Even after living for many years, he has never seen such symptoms. When the disease occurs, the scene is quite terrifying.

(End of this chapter)