The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King

Following the sound, everyone's gaze involuntarily fell on Ye Chenfeng.

"Bah, are you daydreaming? Wake up!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine to remove a bullet, kid, don't make us laugh!"

"Right, and at seven years old? You were still wetting the bed at seven, weren't you?"

...

Voices of disdain rose and fell.

Ye Chenfeng rolled his eyes at them, "You were wetting the bed at seven; I, Brother Ye, was peeping at Widow Zhang bathing at three and dating the village head's daughter at five. You city folks wouldn't understand!"

"Pfft, bragging!" Everyone collectively gave Ye Chenfeng a look of contempt.

Chu Qingxue glared at Ye Chenfeng fiercely again. She increasingly found that Ye Chenfeng was just a guy who talked big yet lacked real skills! In contrast, Song Mingyuan, at a similar age, had already become a world-renowned doctor. The gap was just too wide!

Thankfully, Song Mingyuan came; otherwise, Grandpa's surgery would have been delayed!

"Junior, let this doctor leave. I'm afraid he will distract me," Song Mingyuan glanced at Ye Chenfeng and suggested kicking him out of the ward.

Chu Qingxue hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Ye Chenfeng..."

"I understand, I'll leave, alright?" Ye Chenfeng smiled and left the ward.

Meanwhile, Song Mingyuan and his assistant nervously engaged in the surgery, with every second ticking by.

In the ward, everything was silent, so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

Especially Chu Qingxue, who held her breath, daring not to exhale, while her heart pounded rapidly.

Ten minutes passed, and cold sweat dripped down Song Mingyuan's forehead.

Twenty minutes passed, and Song Mingyuan's face gradually turned pale.

Half an hour passed, and Song Mingyuan's body trembled slightly.

Everyone could see that the surgery was not going well, but Song Mingyuan remained calm, his calloused hands as steady as Mount Tai.

Seeing this, Chu Qingxue and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Beep beep beep..."

Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded, startling everyone awake.

"The patient's heart ruptured, leading to massive bleeding!"

"ECG T waves are inverted and flattened, indicating myocardial ischemia!"

"The patient's cardiopulmonary function is starting to fail!"

"The patient's vital signs are rapidly declining!"

...

Panic set in, and Song Mingyuan was entirely panicked, his once-steady hands now trembling.

"Jason, stabilize the patient's vital signs, immediately! Right now!" Song Mingyuan shouted.

"Song, it's too late; the heart has ceased to beat! The patient has no signs of life!"

A voice, like the judgment of King Yan from Hell, snapped everyone out of their daze, especially Chu Qingxue, as if she had been plunged into an eternal abyss.

In just a few dozen minutes, she would be separated from her beloved grandpa...

"Gran... Grandpa..." Chu Qingxue collapsed on the spot, a word stuck in her throat, tears flowing uncontrollably...

However, at this moment, a new figure suddenly appeared in the room, ghost-like, heading straight for the hospital bed.

"You... What are you doing here? Are you trying to cause trouble? Get out of here!" Song Mingyuan cursed loudly.

Ye Chenfeng gently pushed Song Mingyuan aside and opened the cyan wooden box in his hand, immediately releasing a strange fragrance.

Without a word, he took out three wooden needles of varying lengths, suddenly transforming into a divine doctor. His fingers danced among the three wooden needles, moving fluidly and with incredible speed, creating dazzling afterimages and a humming sound that resembled dragon roars, producing a bizarre frequency.

"The patient's vital signs are recovering, dynamic blood flow is returning to normal, the heart is beating again, and cardiopulmonary function is returning..."

Jason, who was staring at the instrument readings, suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Huh? What? Everything's back to normal?"

Song Mingyuan was dumbfounded, frozen in place, and so was everyone else!

"It's a miracle!" Jason's heart pounded wildly.

Chu Qingxue rubbed her beautiful big eyes, feeling momentarily dazed and confused. It seemed Ye Chenfeng had stepped forward and inserted a few needles, and Chu Renkuang came back to life?

Yet Ye Chenfeng didn't stop, taking out a piece of stone the size of a fruit knife from the needle box.

Surgery?

Surgery with a stone?

Song Mingyuan and the others, who were close by, almost had their eyeballs pop out...

Ye Chenfeng became even more serious, his narrow eyes gleaming brightly, moving his hands with divine help. Coordinating with threads of True Qi, he started the surgery!

Three minutes!

Just three minutes!

"Clang!"

A crisp sound was heard, and a bullet appeared in the tray!

"It succeeded, the surgery actually succeeded!" Jason was so excited he almost jumped up. What kind of miracle had he just witnessed?

A piece of stone had removed the bullet!

Previously, he thought the world's best doctor was Steve Kevin, but after seeing Ye Chenfeng today, he realized there are always greater heights and more talented people.

"Miss, the old master's surgery was a success!"

At this moment, everyone finally snapped back to reality. Uncle Fu and Aunt Qin were so excited they almost cried.

"Pfft! Cough cough!"

Finally, with a sudden slap, Old Master Chu spat out a mouthful of turbid blood and began to cough, showing signs of waking up.

"Wow!"

The three doctors of the Chu Family wanted to express their feelings in one sentence, "Great God, please accept our kneecaps!"

Ye Chenfeng never said a word from start to finish, tossing everyone a lonely back as he exited the ward, coming and going in a rush.

"Qing... Qingxue?"

A moment later, Old Master Chu woke up.

"Grandpa, I'm here!" Chu Qingxue rushed to his side.

"Where's Ye Chenfeng? I know he saved me; I was conscious just now!" Old Master Chu said.

Chu Qingxue blushed, "He's... he's outside?"

Just now, she was the one who kicked Ye Chenfeng out, never expecting that it would be Ye Chenfeng who saved Chu Renkuang in the end!

"Silly girl, you almost made me angry to death!" Knowing everything, Old Master Chu began to cough again.

"Grandpa, don't be mad; it's all my fault!"

Old Master Chu glanced at Song Mingyuan, "Qingxue, send the guest off. Even though Mr. Song didn't succeed, he still worked hard; give him a sum of money!"

Face slap!

Song Mingyuan's face burned. His original plan was to cure Old Master Chu and marry Chu Qingxue, but in the end, he ended up with nothing but hard labor.

"Senior, please rest in the guest room first. I'll treat you well tonight!" Chu Qingxue said to Song Mingyuan.

Song Mingyuan's face was pale with unspeakable embarrassment, "No need, junior. I have a meeting to attend; I must go back!"

"Alright then, let's meet another time!"

Song Mingyuan and his two assistants hurriedly left in a flurry. Chu Qingxue had no mind to pay him any more attention.

"Hey, kid, don't go around bragging about performing surgery with me in the future. Brother Ye can't afford to lose face like that!" Ye Chenfeng's voice echoed as he left the room, nearly causing Song Mingyuan to stumble and fall.

"Qingxue, quickly invite Ye Chenfeng in!" Old Master Chu followed up.

Chu Qingxue's face flushed as she walked up to Ye Chenfeng and said indifferently, "Come in, my grandpa is calling you!"

Ye Chenfeng's voice rose a pitch in refusal, "Not going in! The person is already cured, so I'm leaving now!"

With that, Ye Chenfeng strode away without looking back.