Chapter 116: Let Me Be Your Doctor!

“Tick, tick.”

At that moment, the device resembling an MP3 player in her hand suddenly emitted a soft sound.

It was an emotional lie detector.

When placed on someone and repeatedly uttering keywords to them, it could reveal whether that person was lying.

Therefore,

During her recent conversation with Ye Wushang, she had repeatedly emphasized An Lan and Huang Pianruo.

If the indicator turned green, it meant the other person was telling the truth.

But if it turned red...

“It has to be green!”

“I can accept your mediocrity and cowardice, but I cannot accept you cheating during your marriage!”

For some inexplicable reason,

Lan Ruoxue suddenly grew anxious.

She feared what she did not want to see.

Slowly, she opened her palm and checked the screen.

Green!

A full sweep of green!

“Yeah!”

Lan Ruoxue was as delighted as a child.

If anyone saw her now, they would never associate her with the usual cold, stern ice queen CEO.

“Looks like he’s not lying, at least not while he was with me.”

“But as soon as the divorce happened, he immediately got along with An Lan, and now there’s Huang Pianruo.”

“Ye Wushang, how come I never discovered you were hiding so much from me?”

Watching the taxi that had long since disappeared into the distance, Lan Ruoxue fell into deep thought.

After a moment of contemplation, she composed herself.

“Forget it, since they’re divorced, each should go their own way.”

“I just hope he won’t end up being thrown out on the street.”

“And to still shamelessly claim he can solve the problems at Yaowang Pharmaceuticals—tomorrow, I’d like to see how exactly you plan to do that.”

...

Inside the car.

As Ye Wushang was pondering over the old craftsman’s affairs, his phone suddenly rang.

He took out the phone and saw the caller was Qiao Sen.

Only then did he remember he had promised to go treat the head of the Luo family.

At that time, he had spoken hastily without considering principles.

He could treat the illness, but there would be a price to pay.

And right now, what attracted him most was the fifth medicine, Dragon King Birth.

“Hello, Butler Qiao.”

He answered the call.

Qiao Sen was anxious and urgently asked, “Mr. Ye, where are you now?”

“Our family head just relapsed again and has fainted multiple times. Please come quickly and save him.”

Ye Wushang took a deep breath and said, “Send me the address. I’m heading there now.”

“But I have a principle when treating people...”

“Just come first. We can talk about principles after saving him.”

He hung up.

Shortly after, the address was sent over.

It wasn’t far—just a martial arts school in the bustling city center.

The Luo family, a wealthy conglomerate, kept all their business and events low-key and rarely appeared publicly.

Now, as the sick family head, it was puzzling he was in a martial arts school.

Ye Wushang didn’t dwell on it and instead thought about how, once he met the man, he could save him but must not break his principles.

Otherwise, he could only keep him alive, not fully cured.

...

At three in the afternoon, Ye Wushang arrived at the entrance of the martial arts school by taxi.

Upon stepping out, he immediately spotted a familiar figure.

“Zhang Heifa?”

Ye Wushang called out instinctively.

Their first encounter hadn’t been pleasant—Zhang had first sent someone to assassinate him, then came to extort protection fees from his small workshop.

If Rabbit Lord hadn’t appeared in time, the situation might have ended badly.

“Mr. Ye?”

Hearing this, Zhang Heifa turned around.

Seeing Ye Wushang’s sudden arrival, he was filled with reverence and hurried over, bowing deeply. “Why have you come?”

“What happened last time was my fault; I have apologized.”

“And Rabbit Lord mediated that matter—you mustn’t spread it around.”

“I beg you, don’t come looking for trouble again, okay?”

“I have important matters today; please don’t—”

“Stop.”

Ye Wushang interrupted.

Seeing the fear in Zhang’s eyes, it was clear he was truly terrified.

Putting aside his own skills, even Rabbit Lord alone was enough to intimidate him.

Still puzzled by Zhang’s presence, Ye Wushang asked, “Tell me, what are you doing here?”

“Your ‘important matters’—could they be related to this martial arts school?”

Named ‘Jingwu Martial Arts School,’

it stood proudly in the bustling city district, its lavish decor resembling a palace, utterly magnificent.

Ye Wushang had come to treat the Luo family head but unexpectedly encountered Zhang Heifa.

As the leader of the underground Black Dragon Hall, what connection could there be?

“This…” Zhang Heifa was clearly reluctant to speak.

Ye Wushang said sternly, “Answer me.”

“Otherwise, I’ll have Rabbit Lord come and ask you.”

“No, please, no.”

At the mention of Rabbit Lord, Zhang Heifa grew pale, glanced around, then pulled Ye Wushang into a corner and whispered, “Honestly, the Luo family head is in the martial arts school.”

“He’s seriously ill and urgently needs treatment.”

“Upon hearing this, our Black Dragon Hall’s president, Jiang Hongwei, and the leader of the rival Zhanlong Sect, Peng Haidong, both arrived.”

“Our two factions are sworn enemies but have longstanding deep cooperation with the Luo family. Now, it’s a turf dispute.”

“So, both want to cure the Luo family head to win favor and undermine the other.”

Ye Wushang maintained a calm exterior but was internally shocked.

He never imagined that the prestigious Luo family would be entangled with such a motley underground faction.

And two of them at once.

“Then if they’ve all called doctors, why did Qiao Sen ask me to come?”

Ye Wushang murmured.

Zhang Heifa frowned, “Mr. Ye, what did you say?”

“Nothing.”

“So, your president and Peng Haidong have gone in, right?”

“Did their doctors arrive?”

“How skilled are they?”

Zhang sighed, “The president and Peng Haidong went in. The doctor Zhanlong brought is a so-called ‘ghost doctor’ of the Jianghu—very formidable.”

“A master reputed to cure any disease he sees.”

“Our doctor is decent, but they promised to arrive at three. It’s already quarter past three, still no sign…”

“Fa Ge, it’s bad, Fa Ge!”

Suddenly, a shout came from afar.

A frantic blond youth ran over, panting.

“What are you yelling about? Don’t you see we have guests here?” Zhang Heifa scolded, shooting him a glare. “What’s going on? Speak quickly.”

“Our doctor... he’s gone!”

“What do you mean gone… What the hell are you saying?”

Zhang’s eyes widened as he grabbed the blond youth’s collar, shouting, “What do you mean? Explain clearly!”

“He, Doctor Hu, was on his way here and suddenly had a car accident.”

“Our people and Doctor Hu—everyone died on the spot!”

The blond youth pulled out his phone and showed Zhang a video of the bloody scene.

Zhang Heifa’s face drained of color; he seemed to lose his soul, staggering and then collapsing onto the ground.

“Well, I just arrived, Fa Ge, and you’re already sitting on the floor. Am I that terrifying?”

A harsh voice with a mocking tone suddenly sounded.

Turning, they saw a man in his twenties with slicked-back hair approaching with several subordinates.

They wore matching clothes, each with the character ‘Dragon’ embroidered on the right sleeve—clearly members of the Zhanlong Sect.

“Wang Xiaolong!”

Seeing him, Zhang’s pupils constricted. With the blond youth’s help, he pulled himself up.

“Was this your doing?”

“Both our factions sent doctors to see the Luo family head.”

“But on the way, there was an accident, and only you knew their whereabouts. You must have killed Doctor Hu!”

Wang Xiaolong sauntered forward, hands in pockets, indifferent.

“Zhang Heifa, you can eat whatever you want, but don’t speak nonsense.”

“I heard it was a car accident; isn’t that normal?”

“Watch your foul mouth, or I’ll sue you for slander!”

“Hey!”

Zhang was furious but before he could scold, Wang laughed.

“Enough. Instead of arguing here until we’re red in the face, why not think about how you’ll explain this to your president?”

“You don’t even need to invite other doctors; our ghost doctor is enough.”

“No matter how many people you call, you can’t beat our ghost doctor. The Luo family head’s life is saved by the Zhanlong Sect!”

“When he wakes and rewards are given, it will be the death knell of your Black Dragon Hall!”

“Ha ha!”

Wang Xiaolong laughed arrogantly as he strode into the martial arts school.

At the entrance, he turned and made a throat-slitting gesture, clearly threatening Zhang Heifa.

“Damn!”

Zhang slammed his fist violently against a nearby railing.

Bones cracked; blood splattered.

“Fa Ge, you’re bleeding…”

The blond youth instinctively moved to bandage him but was pushed away.

“Get lost!”

“My life’s barely hanging on; I care nothing for this wound!”

Witnessing this, Ye Wushang fell into thought.

Rabbit Lord had said that the old craftsman he sought was only with the Black Dragon Hall.

Though Ye held some status there, the old craftsman was a treasure; getting them to surrender him would be difficult.

So far, his information gathering had yielded no results; the situation looked grim.

If he could help Jiang Hongwei now, perhaps he could obtain the old craftsman smoothly.

Perfect timing.

He was here to treat the Luo family head anyway.

Appearing as a doctor from the Black Dragon Hall would kill two birds with one stone.

“Sorry, Mr. Ye, for making you witness this.”

Zhang Heifa, having calmed somewhat, finally noticed Ye Wushang beside him.

This man was formidable, ruthless, and backed by Rabbit Lord. He dared not offend him.

But now, with Doctor Hu dead—whether done by the Zhanlong Sect or not—this matter was Zhang’s responsibility.

Before treatment began, he had to inform his president to prepare.

“Mr. Ye, as you see, I am truly overwhelmed.”

“I have no time to chat now. Another day, if I survive, I’ll properly talk with you…”

“I’m leaving!”

Just as Zhang turned to leave, Ye Wushang shouted sharply.

Zhang Heifa grimaced, pleading, “Mr. Ye, I beg you.”

“Treatment starts soon; if I don’t report this to my president now, I…”

“I’ll take Doctor Hu’s place. What do you say?”

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