chapter 16 Feng Family father and son

"My junior Junior Brother Apprentice will be here soon, please wait a little longer!"

Doctors are kind-hearted. Although this family has a bad attitude, Patricia Yan does not want to watch a life disappear.

What's more, the person lying on the bed is an old hero who has been on the battlefield and defended his family and country!

"Patricia Yan, stop playing tricks on me!"

Harold Feng stood up from the sofa and glared at Patricia Yan: "Do you know who my grandfather is? If he has any shortcomings, I will make it hard for you to walk around!"

"What a loud tone!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the ward. Everyone looked around and saw Michael Ye standing at the door of the ward, looking at Harold Feng with an angry look on his face!

"Junior Brother Apprentice, you are here!"

Patricia Yan hurriedly greeted him, and at the same time he did not forget to introduce to everyone: "This is my junior Junior Brother Apprentice Michael Ye. He has superb medical skills and will definitely be able to save old Master Feng!"

"Professor Yan, you, are you kidding?"

Albert Feng looked at Michael Ye with wide eyes. The young man in front of him must have just graduated from college. Why can he cure the old Master?

"Husband, what did I say?"

Nicole Li said angrily: "TCMs are all lies. You didn't believe me at first, but now you have nothing to say!"

"..."

"Senior Sister Apprentice, let's go!"

Michael Ye glanced at the patient, curled his lips and snorted: "The old man on the bed can't live for three days, why should we be so warm to someone but cold to him?"

After saying that, Michael Ye took Patricia Yan's hand and walked out.

"Stop!"

Harold Feng Zilun strode over, stood in front of Michael Ye and asked angrily:

"Are you cursing my grandpa to death? If you don't tell me clearly, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Neuropathy!"

Michael Ye frowned impatiently, but when he saw Harold Feng's face clearly, he showed a strange smile.

"Boy, why are you laughing!"

Harold Feng was furious when he saw this. Who in Ning State dared to laugh at him, Young Master Feng?

At this moment, Albert Feng also came over. Michael Ye glanced at him and said calmly:

"It seems that your family has offended someone. Otherwise, why would the other party want all of your family to die?"

"You bastard, what did you say!"

Harold Feng was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to attack Michael Ye.

"Husband, this kid dares to talk nonsense, why don't you teach him a lesson!"Nicole Li also added fuel to the fire.

"Professor Yan, what do you mean by your Junior Brother Apprentice? Do you really think that the Feng Family dare not touch him?"

Albert Feng's face was gloomy. No matter how graceful he was, he couldn't calm down when he heard that his whole family was dead.

"Junior Brother Apprentice, what on earth is going on?"

"old Master Feng is a soldier. He will fight for the country all his life. Don't make fun of him!"

Patricia Yan was very curious. Michael Ye and the Feng Family had no enmity. Logically speaking, they shouldn't curse the whole family to death!

"soldier?"

When Michael Ye heard this, his face instantly became serious, and he said bluntly: "For the sake of the old Master, I will tell you the truth! He is not sick, but was poisoned!"

"Poison?"

"Impossible! The old Master lives in seclusion, who can poison him?"Albert Feng shook his head.

"Boy, are you afraid of being beaten, so you are trying to scare us with your lies?"Harold Feng gritted his teeth.

"You do not believe?"

Michael Ye looked at Harold Feng with a playful look on his face and said, "Not only the old Master, you and your father are also poisoned! If you don't believe me, just press half a centimeter below your belly button and just press it lightly!"

"Just press it, how can I still be scared by you!"

Harold Feng snorted coldly, and after speaking, he pressed his belly button heavily.

"idiot!"

Seeing this, Michael Ye couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Didn't he ask him to press it gently? If he pressed it so hard, would he want to die?

Sure enough, a shrill scream came from the ward the next second!

"son!"

No one expected that Harold Feng would fall to the ground in pain just by pressing his belly button, and huge beads of sweat would pour out from his forehead!

"Damn quack doctor, what on earth did you do to my son!"Nicole Li saw the pain on his son's face and pointed at Michael Ye's nose angrily and asked.

"You shrew, if you dare to accuse me again, believe it or not, I'll slap you with my big mouth!"Michael Ye frowned.

"you dare!"

Nicole Li was furious, and Albert Feng on the side realized that something was wrong and hurriedly grabbed his wife.

"Sir, may I ask what your name is?"

Albert Feng's attitude changed drastically.

Even a fool can see that Michael Ye is not simple, otherwise how could he tell at a glance that there is something wrong with Harold Feng?

"My name is Michael Ye!"

"Miracle doctor Ye, Professor Yan, I'm really sorry that I have made you feel wronged today!"Albert Feng said with sincerity on his face.

"Brother Michael, my little brother just couldn't see Taishan. Please save our whole family!"

Harold Feng endured the severe pain and got up from the ground, looking at Michael Ye in awe.

"Senior Sister Apprentice, you decide whether to stay or leave!"

Michael Ye was too lazy to talk to the Feng Family and his son, but turned to look at Patricia Yan.

"Professor Yan, you can't just die without saving me, I'm begging you!"Harold Feng was really scared, that attack almost killed him just now, and now he doesn't even dare to show off even if I beat him to death!

"Junior Brother Apprentice, let's save people first!"

Patricia Yan has high medical ethics. Although the Feng family had scolded her before, she did not dwell on it.

"Okay, I will listen to Senior Sister Apprentice!"

Michael Ye nodded, walked to the bed and opened Arnold Feng's eyelids to take a look. The old man's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes like spider webs. They looked very scary!

"Paper and pen, bring in another basin of warm water!"Michael Ye said without even turning his head, minding his own business.

"I'll arrange it right away!"

Albert Feng quickly left the ward and took everything back after a few minutes.

Michael Ye took the paper and pen and scrawled three prescriptions, handed them to Albert Feng, and said:

"Three prescriptions must be boiled into three bowls of medicine!"

"clear!"

Albert Feng was completely obedient to Michael Ye at this time, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice at everything he said.

"Dad, let me go!"

Harold Feng thought his father couldn't run fast, so he took the initiative to 'snatch' the prescription and ran out of the ward...

After a while, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the ward, and then Harold Feng pushed the door open and entered. There was a plastic bag in his hand, which contained three cans of fried medicine.

But behind him, there were two men in white coats.

"Dean Luo, Director Liu, why are you here?"Patricia Yan couldn't help being surprised when he saw the person coming.

"Professor Yan, we heard that you wrote a prescription for old Master Feng, so we came here to take a look!" Dean Harvey Luo said in a low tone.

"Is there a problem?"

"Ahem, Professor Yan! Although my medical skills are not as good as yours, there is indeed something wrong with your prescription. The dosage of the medicine can be called poison!"

The person who spoke was an old man with gray hair. This person was Tommy Liu, the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, who was relatively well-known in Ning State.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion upon hearing this, wondering what Tommy Liu meant by this...