547 Do You Really Think You're a Miracle Doctor?



When Ye Feng said this, everyone's expression froze.

They thought that they had heard wrongly and asked each other.

"Did I hear wrongly? Did he reject Divine Doctor Han just now?"

"You didn't hear wrongly. He did reject Divine Doctor Han's good intentions."

"Is he crazy? Doesn't he know who Divine Doctor Han is? This is simply a heaven-sent opportunity. He actually rejected it just like that?"

"Isn't this kid too ignorant? Divine Doctor Han taking the initiative to take on a disciple is an opportunity that many people dream of. He actually refused?"

"Ignorant! He probably doesn't know who he rejected, right? This is Divine Doctor Han, the top dog in the medical world!"

"I can't believe my ears. How can someone be so ignorant?"

Even Divine Doctor Han himself was in disbelief. "You… You don't want to be my disciple?"

Zhao Fulin also pulled on Ye Feng's sleeve. "Brother Ye, how can you reject Divine Doctor Han's kindness? Hurry up and agree."

But Ye Feng's expression was still the same. "First of all, I have to thank you for thinking highly of me. However, the medical skills that I have learned are self-contained, and I'm afraid that they are incompatible with your philosophy. That's why I don't dare to use your disciple's name. That would damage your reputation. Please forgive me."

He was speaking from the bottom of his heart because the Green Bag Scripture Medical Skill taught by the system was indeed a self-contained system. It was very different from other traditional Chinese medicine.

If he were to acknowledge Divine Doctor Han as his master now, he would need to learn another set of theories.

The two of them would probably have a huge conflict. Instead of that, it was better to directly refuse.

However, his words sounded a little too arrogant in the ears of others.

"What is he talking about? What does he mean by incompatible? Does he think that his medical skills have already surpassed Divine Doctor Han?"

"My god, how can there be such an arrogant person? Even if you want to refuse, you should find a better reason."

"You still dare to say that you have your own system? A guy who had learned a little on his own actually dared to say that he has his own system?"

"I really feel bad for Divine Doctor Han. Why would he fall for such an arrogant guy?"

Divine Doctor Han also frowned. He had not expected this young man to be so arrogant.

But he immediately felt relieved.

After all, he was a revered divine doctor. Since the other party was unwilling, he could not say anything more.

"You're the first person to reject me, so I won't force you."

Zhao Fulin couldn't help but sigh.

This Little Brother Ye was too stubborn.

Even if you don't plan to learn medical skills from Divine Doctor Han, it's not bad to be able to get his huge network of connections.

Why did he have to make everyone so awkward?

At this moment, the nurse who had gone out to boil the medicine had returned with a ceramic jar in her hand. It should be the boiled herbs.

Divine Doctor Han first took a spoon and scooped some for a taste.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, the man nodded. "Feed it to Old Master Zhao."

The nurse immediately carried the porcelain jar to the bed and began to feed Old Master Zhao the medicine.

Zhao Fulin hurried over and stared at his father.

The other medical staff immediately gathered around and carefully observed the patient's condition.

One spoon, two spoons, three spoons...

After a few spoonfuls of medicine, Old Master Zhao's face miraculously became rosy.

"Isn't this too magical? It actually improved visibly?"

"Divine Doctor Han is indeed Divine Doctor Han. Isn't this medicinal effect too effective?"

"I've really broadened my horizons today. It's simply miraculous."

"If I can learn from Divine Doctor Han, I'm willing to shorten my lifespan by ten years."

"We don't have this chance anymore. Unlike some people, who clearly have a chance but don't know how to cherish it."

A few medical staff were chatting among themselves, they did not forget to mock Ye Feng.

Zhao Fulin and the rest of the Zhao family were also overjoyed.

It was great news for them that the Old Master could get better.

At least the Zhao family's crisis was temporarily resolved.

The Zhao family was the number one family in Yang Cheng, and their status was unshakable.

But just as everyone was happy, only Ye Feng frowned.

"Something doesn't seem right. Old Master Zhao's face is so red. It doesn't look like he's getting better. It's more like he's congested..."

Before Divine Doctor Han could say anything...

The medical staff were already reprimanding him.

"Do you really think you're a divine doctor? Are you even more brilliant than Divine Doctor Han?"

"I've never seen such an arrogant person before. How dare he point fingers in front of Divine Doctor Han? Isn't this showing off in front of an expert?"

"How dare a self-taught amateur question Divine Doctor Han? Simply ignorant and fearless."

"How is this congested? In my opinion, it's obviously getting better. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Not only the medical staff, but even the Zhao family could not stand it anymore.

"What a jinx. Can't you say something nice?"

"That's right. What good will it do you if something happens to the Old Master?"

"He's Fulin's friend. Can't you be more hopeful?"

"If it weren't for the lingzhi you provided, I would have chased you out with a broom."

Zhao Fulin glared at them. "No one will think you are mute if you don't talk."

Only then did those people shut up, but their gazes toward Ye Feng were still filled with hostility.

Zhao Fulin turned to look at Ye Feng. "Brother Ye, did you see wrongly? I think my father's complexion has indeed improved a lot."

Ye Feng did not know how to explain to him. He stared at Old Master Zhao's face for a while and suddenly exclaimed, "Stop feeding him. Stop it quickly."

As he spoke, he hurriedly snatched the porcelain jar from the nurse's hand.

Divine Doctor Han had already endured him for half a day, and now he finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He was about to open his mouth to scold him.

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

Old Master Zhao, who was originally in a semi-conscious state, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Pfft…"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.