550 Master, Please Accept My Disciple's Bow



Ye Feng was shocked. He quickly helped Zhao Fulin up.

"Brother Zhao, please don't be like this. I was just doing it on the way."

Zhao Fulin was so excited that his body was trembling. "Maybe it's nothing to you, but to us, it's a huge favor. From now on, our Zhao family will follow your lead. If anyone dares to bully you, our Zhao family will not rest until they die."

The Zhao family members behind him also nodded in agreement.

Ye Feng was about to say something.

At this moment, Old Master Zhao, who was in a coma, slowly opened his eyes.

Everyone from the Zhao family rushed over in a hurry.

"Dad, you… are you awake?"

Zhao Fulin's voice was trembling as tears flowed out.

Old Master Zhao's gaze was a little blurry at first, but it quickly regained its luster.

"How old are you? Why are you crying like this?"

The old man scolded him as soon as he opened his mouth.

However, Zhao Fulin wasn't angry. Instead, he was ecstatic.

In the past, when his father scolded him, he always did not take it seriously and even complained a little in his heart.

However, after this incident, he suddenly realized that having an old father scolding him every day was also a kind of happiness.

Old Master Zhao's spirit recovered abnormally quickly.

Not only did his face turn red, but he also spoke with confidence.

It did not look like he had just walked around the gates of hell.

"Mr. Zhao, we need to do a comprehensive examination on you to see how your body is recovering."

A doctor walked over quickly and spoke respectfully to Old Master Zhao.

"Alright, you guys go ahead and check."

Old Master Zhao was very cooperative.

Ye Feng went over to remove the silver needles from his body.

The doctors then took out a bunch of equipment and performed a full-body examination on Old Master Zhao.

In the end, they came to a shocking conclusion.

Old Master Zhao was very healthy. He was even stronger than before he fainted. He had recovered to his condition from five years ago.

When they received this news, everyone present was dumbfounded, especially Divine Doctor Han and the other medical staff. They were all shocked.

What kind of insane medical skills was this?

Not only did he save a person whose heart had stopped beating, but he also recovered so well?

When they looked at Ye Feng again, it was as if they had seen a ghost.

"Ye… Divine Doctor Ye, what was the name of the acupuncture technique you just used?"

Divine Doctor Han suddenly changed the way he addressed Ye Feng. He looked at Ye Feng sincerely.

"Divine doctor?"

When Ye Feng heard his address, he felt a little awkward. "You can just call me Ye Feng. I don't dare to be called Divine Doctor. This acupuncture technique is called the Twelve Flying Star Needles. Its main effect is to activate yuan qi and dredge meridians…"

Divine Doctor Han listened very seriously and nodded from time to time. "Then… Can you teach me this acupuncture technique?"

When Ye Feng heard his request, he was in a difficult position. "This…"

Divine Doctor Han immediately reacted.

Doctors would keep their unique skills to themselves and never spread them to others.

His request was indeed a little abrupt.

"Divine Doctor Ye, don't misunderstand. I just saw such amazing medical skills and couldn't help but want to figure it out. If you feel that it's difficult..."

Ye Feng waved his hand. "I am not hiding anything. I have already said that my medical skills are a system of their own. It is very different from other Chinese medical theories. If you want to learn this acupuncture technique, you have to start from the basic theory…"

Divine Doctor Han hurriedly nodded. "I'm willing to take you as my master and learn from the basics."

As soon as he said this, everyone present was stunned.

"What is it? Divine Doctor Han wanted to take this Mr. Ye as his master? Did I hear wrongly?"

"How revered is Divine Doctor Han's status in the medical world? He actually wants to acknowledge a young man as his master? Are you kidding me?"

"If this matter gets out, it will definitely cause a stir in the entire medical world."

"Divine Doctor Han has many students under the heavens. How should his disciples and grand disciples address this Mr. Ye when they see him in the future? Grandmaster?"

"Do you think he will agree?"

"Of course he will. If he really accepts Divine Doctor Han as his disciple, then wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wants in the medical world in the future?"

"Yes, his status will definitely rise with the tide, and it will be extremely high."

"But he does have the ability. After all, he can save a person whose heart has stopped beating. His medical skills are simply appalling."

"And what's even more amazing is that he's so young, and he's even self-taught. Isn't this unbelievable?"

"You have to admit that there is a kind of genius in this world who can casually have achievements that you will never be able to achieve in your lifetime."

Everyone discussed animatedly, but Ye Feng's expression remained the same.

"Divine Doctor Han, don't joke around. You're already so old and have such a high status in the medical world. How can you acknowledge me as your master?"

However, Divine Doctor Han was very stubborn. "What bullsh*t age and status? I only know that the accomplished are the teachers. Your medical skills are better than mine, so you are qualified to be my teacher. Master, please accept my bow."

As he spoke, he was about to kneel in front of everyone.

Ye Feng was shocked, and he hurriedly held him up. "Divine Doctor Han, you can't do that, I will never take you in as my disciple."

"If you don't accept me, I won't be able to get up."

Divine Doctor Han had a stubborn temper and insisted on kneeling down.

Ye Feng had no choice but to ask Zhao Fulin for help.

Zhao Fulin quickly stopped smiling and turned to look at his father. "Dad, this is my good brother Ye Feng. He saved your life this time."

When Old Master Zhao heard this, he immediately got off the bed and walked in front of Ye Feng.

"Thank you for saving my life, Divine Doctor Ye."

Saying so, he also knelt down toward Ye Feng.

Ye Feng hurriedly used his other hand to support him.

Was there a mistake?

Another one?