Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

Seeing Zhou Siyuan's discomfiture, Jiang Tao was utterly astonished: "Dean, are you mistaken? This kid's acupuncture technique is a mess, how could it possibly be the lost Eighteen Needles of Destiny, a technique that has been lost for a hundred years?"

"Shut up!!" Zhou Siyuan whirled around, glaring fiercely at Jiang Tao, his tone fervent and resolute. "There's absolutely no way I could be mistaken! When I was young, I accidentally obtained a fragment of an ancient book, which clearly recorded the needlework and techniques of the Eighteen Heavenly Fate Needles, exactly the same as this gentleman's acupuncture skills!"

He paused, his eyes filled with envy and admiration, his voice trembling deeply: "I've studied this incomplete scroll for thirty years, and I still can't grasp the precise angle of the first needle. Yet this gentleman's needlework was fluid and seamless, a masterpiece of skill! This kind of medical technique has reached the pinnacle! A divine physician! He is truly a peerless healer!"

"This...how is this possible?" Jiang Tao was struck dumb, frozen on the spot, his mind blank.

This Ye Feng, who looks so young, actually has medical skills that are many times better than the dean's!

I was just being rude to him, even mocking him as a liar... I'm doomed! Utterly doomed!

Jiang Tao's face turned deathly pale, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, Su Siyun watched as her mother's complexion grew increasingly rosy, her previously pale and chapped lips regained color, and the deathly light in her eyes vanished. Overwhelmed with emotion, tears welled in her eyes. She rushed to the bedside, tightly grasped Zhang Qingman's hand, and asked in a trembling voice, "Mom! How are you feeling? Are you feeling any better?"

Zhang Qingman slowly opened her eyes, her gaze much clearer. She glanced at Ye Feng, her face flushed and her heart pounding, then spoke with gratitude and awe, her voice still weak but strong: "Siyun, Mom feels so much better! All that excruciating pain is gone, even the weakness is gone. Now… now I have a really good appetite, I feel like I can eat a whole bowl of rice!"

Upon hearing this, the nurses and doctors in the ward were instantly in an uproar, their eyes wide with shock.

You have to understand, Zhang Qingman was given a death sentence by the hospital. This medical skill is simply divine!

Su Siyun burst into tears of joy, hugging Zhang Qingman and sobbing uncontrollably, "Mom! It's so wonderful! So wonderful! You finally don't have to suffer from illness anymore!"

Her eyes were filled with gratitude and admiration as she looked at Ye Feng. Forgetting all about being shy, she ran quickly to Ye Feng, stood on tiptoe, and planted a gentle kiss on his face.

"Hiss!" The smooth, jade-like taste made Ye Feng gasp, and a deep sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart: "Tsk tsk, female college students' mouths are indeed sweet!"

Just then, Zhou Siyuan's gaze towards Ye Feng became incredibly fervent, as if he were looking at a living deity. He quickly stepped forward and said with utmost respect, "Mr. Ye, your medical skills are simply extraordinary, I admire you to the core! I am willing to offer one hundred million to invite you to our hospital to serve as our honorary dean. What do you say?"

"One hundred million?!"

These words were like a thunderclap, causing everyone in the ward to gasp and their eyes to widen in shock.

A hiring fee of one hundred million! That's an astronomical figure!

However, faced with these tempting conditions, Ye Feng glanced at Zhou Siyuan indifferently and uttered three words casually: "Not interested."

"What?!"

The crowd erupted in uproar once again, their faces filled with disbelief.

One hundred million! That's more than many people could earn in a lifetime, and Ye Feng actually says he's not interested?

Zhou Siyuan showed no anger whatsoever; instead, his fervor intensified. He took a deep breath and suddenly knelt down before Ye Feng with a thud, saying in an extremely sincere tone, "Mr. Ye! Since you are unwilling to come to the hospital to oversee things, then... then please accept me as your apprentice!"

This scene stunned everyone.

Who is Zhou Siyuan? He is the president of the city's central hospital, a leading figure in the medical field of Jiangcheng, highly respected and virtuous.

But now, he's actually kneeling down and begging to become a disciple of a young man in his twenties?

This is simply a fantasy!

Ye Feng looked at Zhou Siyuan kneeling on the ground, his brows furrowing slightly, but he still maintained his calm and collected demeanor: "Sorry, you are not worthy to be my disciple."

Everyone was instantly stunned.

Is someone as powerful as Zhou Siyuan not even qualified to be Ye Feng's apprentice?

Ye Feng abruptly changed the subject, his icy gaze sweeping over Jiang Tao, whose face was ashen, and he sneered, "Besides, with such unethical doctors under your command, refusing to treat a dying patient and even verbally abusing him, even if you learned my medical skills, you would only be wasting them!"

Zhou Siyuan's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with rage as he looked at Jiang Tao, and shouted sternly, "Jiang Tao! You're fired! From today onwards, you can forget about ever working in the medical field in Jiangcheng again!"

Jiang Tao trembled with fear, his face turning ashen. He immediately knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly to Ye Feng, his voice utterly humble: "Mr. Ye! Divine Doctor Ye! I was wrong! I was blind to your greatness! Please, have mercy on me this time! I will never dare to do it again! I will definitely practice medicine diligently from now on and save lives!"

Ye Feng didn't even bother to look at him. This kind of snobbish and unethical doctor would be a scourge to the medical field.

Seeing that Ye Feng was unwilling to pay attention to Jiang Tao, Zhou Siyuan said no more. He just sighed heavily, stood up, cupped his hands to Ye Feng, and said sincerely, "Mr. Ye, since I am not destined to become your disciple, I will do what I can to repay your great kindness."

As he spoke, he turned to Zhang Qingman and Su Siyun, and bowed deeply: "Ms. Zhang, Ms. Su, all your previous medical expenses will be waived! We will also refund every penny you've spent!"

He paused, then added, "Furthermore, from now on, all your relatives and friends who come to our hospital for treatment will receive free medical care! This is a small token of my respect for Mr. Ye, and I hope you will accept it!"

Su Siyun knew in her heart that all of this was thanks to Ye Feng. Her eyes were filled with even more love for Ye Feng, and she secretly vowed to repay him properly.

After leaving the hospital, Zhang Qingman felt much better. She invited Ye Feng to her home for dinner, and Ye Feng did not refuse.

Inside the Sichuan restaurant, Zhang Qingman looked at Ye Feng and found him more and more pleasing to the eye. This young man was not only handsome and skilled in medicine, but he had also saved her life. He was a rare find.

She pursed her lips, her charm still evident as she spoke, "Mr. Ye, you saved my life, and my daughter and I don't know how to repay you. Siyun is a well-behaved and sensible child, and she's also beautiful. I think you two are a good match, so why don't you... take her as your girlfriend?"

Su Siyun's cheeks instantly turned bright red, and she lowered her head shyly, secretly hoping for Ye Feng's answer.

Ye Feng looked at Zhang Qingman, who still retained her charm, and then at Su Siyun, who was pure and beautiful, and felt a surge of passion in his heart. However, he was still a little embarrassed and politely declined, saying, "Auntie, thank you for your kindness, but I already have someone I like. Let's forget about being boyfriend and girlfriend."

Su Siyun's eyes dimmed instantly, a hint of disappointment flashing across her face. But she quickly raised her head again, bit her lip, and said firmly, "Brother Ye Feng, even if you have a girlfriend, I still want to repay you! Come home with us tonight, let me thank you properly!"

Zhang Qingman was a perceptive person. She looked at her daughter, then at Ye Feng, and then smiled with her peach blossom eyes as clear as autumn water, saying, "Yes, Mr. Ye, it is only right to repay kindness. You saved my life, so Siyun should repay you properly."

She paused, a blush rising to her cheeks, and bit her lip shyly yet with a hint of ambiguity, saying, "If all else fails... it's not impossible for Siyun and me to repay you together."

"hiss--"

Ye Feng gasped, looking at the stunning mother and daughter before him. One was mature and alluring, the other innocent and naive. If they were to repay him together... that would be like living in paradise!

Just as he was lost in his fantasies, feeling unbearably hot and aroused, a rough voice, reeking of alcohol, suddenly came from the doorway. The voice was angry and volatile, yelling, "You, Zhang Qingman! I'm your husband! You don't want to sleep with me, and now you're bringing my daughter to spend the night with this pretty boy? You slut! You shameless whore! I'll beat you to death today!"

Before he could finish speaking, a tall, burly man with a fierce face and reeking of alcohol barged in, cursing and swearing.

He was holding a wooden stick in his hand, staring fiercely at Zhang Qingman and Ye Feng. He was Zhang Qingman's ex-husband and Su Siyun's biological father, Su Dahai!