Chapter 14 Accepting a Disciple as a Master

Ye Bufan ignored the others and concentrated on his needlework.

Cao Xinghua only saw his Nine Soul-Reviving Needles, but he didn't know that the Chaos Qi running in his body was the only magic weapon to cure diseases. When combined with the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles, it could produce unexpected effects.

In the silence, time passed by little by little.

About 20 minutes later, Ye Bufan took back the silver needles one by one and said calmly: "Okay, Mr. He's illness has been cured!"

"I'm cured. How is this possible? Do you think we are all fools?"

Although Gao Haisheng was a little curious about Ye Bufan's acupuncture technique, he never believed that just a few injections could cure the patient's lung disease, especially one that was already on the verge of death.

He Shuangshuang said: "Yes, isn't my grandfather still in a coma?"

"It'll be ready soon."

As he spoke, Ye Bufan raised his hand and patted He Changqing's pubic area. The old man exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his bloodless face immediately returned to ruddy color. He opened his eyes and suddenly sat up from the bed.

Gao Haisheng was startled and took a few steps back. If it hadn't been during the day, he would have really thought that the other party was a fake corpse.

He knew He Changqing's situation best. All the test data just now were extremely serious. It could be said that there was a danger of death at any time.

Just like this, a person sat up from the bed, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He Tianqi and He Shuangshuang looked surprised.

"Father, are you awake?"

"Grandpa, you finally woke up and you scared me to death!"

The two people held He Changqing's hand and cried with joy.

"Okay, you two, stop crying and let me go to the ground to move around. My bones are all rusty after lying there for so long."

After He Changqing said this, he shook off the two people, got out of bed, and walked slowly on the ground.

The pace was very slow at first, but after taking a few steps, the pace became smoother and soon returned to normal.

The people watching were all amazed. Just now they were preparing for the funeral, but now they are full of life. This gap is unacceptable for a while.

Gao Haisheng was stunned with shock. After a long time, he closed his mouth and stepped forward and said: "This must not be true. This may be a flashback. Old man, I want to

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Let me give you a physical examination. "

He Changqing said: "How can I talk about it? I know that my body is very good now. The King of Hell will not come to see my old man again for at least ten years."

Gao Haisheng said sarcastically: "Old man, I made a mistake just now, but I always feel that it is always beneficial to have a check-up."

He Shuangshuang said: "Grandpa, you'd better check it. We can rest assured after checking it."

He Changqing said: "Okay, I'll listen to you and I'll check it out."

After he finished speaking, he lay down on the bed again, and Gao Haisheng and his assistants began to use the instruments for testing again.

Soon the test results came out again. Looking at the test results in his hand, his eyes almost fell out.

If he hadn't done the examination himself, he would have thought it was data from two people. The latest examination results showed that He Changqing was in excellent health.

Especially the pulmonary function test, everything was normal, the fluid that originally existed in the lungs had disappeared, and there was no sign of fibrosis.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Looking at the test data in his hand, he stood there dumbfounded and just kept saying, "This is impossible."

He Changqing sat up again and said to Cao Xinghua: "Old Cao, thank you this time. Needless to say, I know that you saved the old man's life!"

Cao Xinghua stepped forward and said: "Brother, you guessed wrong this time. My old man wanted to save you, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability.

The one who snatched you back from the Lord of Hell this time was this little brother, Dr. Ye Bufan. "

A look of astonishment flashed across He Changqing's face, "Brother Ye, you are so young and promising. I didn't expect you to have such superb medical skills at such a young age. Thank you, old man.

You gave me this life. From now on, you will be the savior of our He family. Your business is our He family’s business. "

Ye Bufan said calmly: "You're welcome, old man. Your illness is nothing in our traditional Chinese medicine."

After saying that, he turned to look at Gao Haisheng: "Doctor Gao, is it time to cash in on the bet?"

Hearing what he said, everyone's eyes focused on Gao Haisheng, remembering that the two of them had just made a bet.

"this……"

Gao Haisheng's old face turned the color of pig liver. He is now

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I was really impressed by Ye Bufan's medical skills, but it would still be a bit painful to spend 1 million at once.

He Tianqi's face darkened: "Doctor Gao, I'm a notary. Are you planning to default on your debt?"

He is now very dissatisfied with Gao Haisheng. This guy just asked him to prepare for his father's funeral one after another. Later, he said that he had returned to his former glory. Now he lost the bet and wants to default on the debt. What does it mean to be the He family?

Gao Haisheng's heart trembled. He knew very well the strength of the He family, which had a very high status in Jiangnan Province and even in the entire China.

If the He family is dissatisfied today, he will not be able to leave Jiangnan City, or his career as a doctor will be ruined in the future.

He had no choice but to take the checkbook from his assistant, write a check for one million yuan and give it to Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan took the check, looked at it and said, "I received the money, but don't forget your promise."

"Don't worry, I will apologize to Chinese medicine practitioners in major well-known media in China tomorrow."

After Gao Haisheng finished speaking, he left the He family dejectedly.

As soon as he left, Cao Xinghua came over and said to Ye Bufan: "Old man, I want to become your teacher. What do you think?"

What he said was not a joke. Ever since he saw the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles, he had already admired this young man and was about to kneel down to worship him.

Ye Bufan was taken aback and quickly supported him.

"Old man, this is not okay. I don't dare to accept you as my disciple."

He still admires Mr. Cao's character very much. He is an old man who sincerely contributes to the development of traditional Chinese medicine.

Cao Xinghua said with an unhappy face: "Xiaoye, do you dislike the old man? I really want to learn Chinese medicine from you."

Ye Bufan hurriedly said: "This is true, you are so respected and respected, how can you accept me as your teacher?

Do you think this is a good idea? No matter what you learn in the future, I promise you will never keep it secret. "

"That won't work. Our Chinese medicine is passed down by lecturers. That's an unfair name. I have to accept you as my teacher." Cao Xinghua said, "In our field of Chinese medicine, we value those who are experienced as our teachers. Don't worry about your age."

Seeing that the old man was determined not to give up until he reached his goal, Ye Bufan could only smile bitterly and said: "No matter what, I don't dare to accept you as a disciple, how about this? Otherwise, I will accept you as a disciple on my behalf, and you will be my disciple." Under my teacher’s tutelage.”