Chapter 6: Chapter 6 Impending Storm

"Father, what are you saying?"

Upon hearing Old Master Tang's sudden shout, Tang Zhengwen's body stiffened abruptly.

Old Master Tang stared intently at the massage techniques and acupuncture Ye Fan was performing, his aged body shaking violently, "Yes, these are indeed the divine healing massage technique 'Returning Dragon Swinging Tiger' and the holy-level healing acupuncture 'Soul-Returning Three Needles'!"

"He is not desecrating Wanqing; he is treating her, stop, all of you stop!"

What!!!

So this Ye Fan is not desecrating the lady of the house but is instead treating her?

The legitimate line of the Tang Family, upon hearing Old Master Tang's shout, all halted their steps in astonishment.

"Father, could you be mistaken?"

Seeing that Ye Fan had torn open his wife's clothes, Tang Zhengwen expressed his disbelief.

Old Master Tang looked at Ye Fan and took a deep breath, "Zhengwen, are you questioning your father's judgment?"

"No... I wouldn't dare!"

In front of Old Master Tang, Tang Zhengwen dared not show any disrespect.

His father held a pivotal position in the medical world, and Tang Zhengwen trusted his father's judgment.

"I never expected that in my lifetime, I would actually be fortunate enough to witness the two long-lost medical ultimate techniques, 'Returning Dragon Swinging Tiger' and 'Soul-Returning Three Needles.' To die without regrets, truly to die without regrets!" Old Master Tang exclaimed.

Seeing that the legitimate line of the Tang Family had all ceased their actions, Lin Wu quickly stepped forward, "God Ye is treating Madam Tang. Head of the Tang Family, please have everyone step back!"

"Alright!"

Upon learning that Ye Fan was treating his wife, Tang Zhengwen immediately waved his hand, "Step back for now!"

"Yes, Head of the Family!"

A group from the legitimate line of the Tang Family very perceptively exited the master bedroom.

Whoosh—

Whoosh whoosh—

At this moment, Ye Fan, who was in front of the bed, had a solemn expression. His hands constantly shifted, adjusting the position of three silver needles, coupled with mysterious massage techniques to revive the vitality within Mu Wanqing's body.

"Father, can this youth truly turn the tide?" Tang Zhengwen frowned and voiced his doubt.

Old Master Tang nodded meaningfully, "If he is proficient in controlling these two ultimate techniques, perhaps Wanqing really does have a glimmer of hope!"

"Yingying—"

However, no sooner had their words fallen than a painful moan emitted from Mu Wanqing on the bed.

"What... What happened to me?"

Immediately after, Mu Wanqing opened her weary eyes and spoke weakly.

"Wanqing!"

Seeing his wife Mu Wanqing opening her eyes, Tang Zhengwen was overjoyed and rushed towards her in one quick step.

Having just pulled Mu Wanqing back from the brink of the Ghost Gate Pass, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Tang Zhengwen, "Head of the Tang Family, Madam Tang has just escaped danger, her body is still very weak, and she shouldn't talk now. It's better to let Madam Tang rest more!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Tang Zhengwen replied excitedly.

Then, Tang Zhengwen softly said to his wife, "Wanqing, don't talk, close your eyes and rest well!"

"Mmm!" Mu Wanqing gently answered.

"A miracle, this truly is a miracle!"

Having witnessed his daughter-in-law being saved by Ye Fan, Old Master Tang's old face was filled with amazement.

Tang Zhengwen turned his head to look at Ye Fan, his face full of shame as he spoke, "Ye Fan, no, Holy Hand Ye, I was offensive just now, please forgive me!"

"Yes, Holy Hand Ye, it was our Tang Family who was rude just now, I hope you can overlook it!" Old Master Tang also expressed his sincere gratitude.

In the face of the father and son's gratitude, Ye Fan did not hesitate to say, "To save lives and help the injured is the duty of us medical practitioners. I wonder if the Tang Family's Dragon Blood Grass could be used to treat my daughter?"

"This..."

Tang Zhengwen hesitated for a moment, looking towards his father, Old Master Tang.

Old Master Tang said with displeasure, "Although our Tang Family has been in close association with the Jiang Family for a century, compared to Wanqing's life, it is worth nothing!"

"God Ye just forcefully turned the tide and saved Wanqing's life. Our Tang Family has no way to repay such a deed, what is a stalk of Dragon Blood Grass considered? Zhengwen, go and fetch the Dragon Blood Grass now!"

"Yes, Father!" Tang Zhengwen said solemnly.

Indeed, the years of camaraderie with the Jiang Family meant nothing compared to his wife's life.

Ye Fan saved his wife, and a stalk of Dragon Blood Grass truly wasn't enough to repay him.

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"We have found out, Head of the Family, we have found out!"

At this moment, the Jiang Family's steward ran breathlessly to Jiang Hong.

Jiang Hong's eyes split with fury, radiating intense malevolence as he said, "Who is it? Who exactly killed my younger brother?"

"It's... it was done by Ye Fan, by Ye Ling'er's father, Ye Fan!" the steward said hastily.

"Ye Fan?"

Upon hearing this name, Jiang Hong burst into a furious rage and grabbed the steward by the collar, chastising fiercely, "Nonsense, how could Ye Fan possibly kill my younger brother? As far as I know, that Ye Fan is just a minor character."

When he selected Ye Ling'er to be buried with his son, he had already mastered the situation of the Ye family.

In Jiang Hong's eyes, Ye Fan was merely a common man, entirely incapable of killing Jiang He.

"It's true, Head of the Family, I'm not lying to you, it's all true. This time not only did the Second Master die, but Han Bao, who always worked for us, also died. His subordinate witnessed Second Master being cruelly killed by Ye Fan!" the steward said with his heart pounding in fear.

"How could this be?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hong let go of the steward, his old face dark and gloomy like water.

Released by Jiang Hong, the steward sighed in relief and spoke again, "Tomorrow is the funeral of the Young Master, and this family of Ye Ling'er is not giving in at all!"

"The Second Master, in order to make the Ye family comply, had Han Bao drive a car to hit Ye Ling'er. It's very likely that Ye Fan, seeing his daughter being hit, killed the Second Master in a fit of anger!"

"Damn it!!!"

Jiang Hong thundered in fury upon this declaration.

The next moment, Jiang Hong said fiercely, "Daring to kill my younger brother, he really deserves to die. I will flay that boy alive. Where is that brat now?"

"We have not yet located Ye Fan's whereabouts, but we have found out that Ye Ling'er is currently being treated at the Warzone Hospital, and his wife Su Ruoxue is also there. And, coincidentally, your sister-in-law is serving as the Deputy Director at the Warzone Hospital!" the steward quickly relayed the information discovered.

"Excellent!"

"Although we haven't located the whereabouts of that brat Ye Fan, finding his family's location is also good. Call Qiufeng immediately!"

Jiang Hong's eyes flickered with a sly cruelty, a hint of brutality spreading across his face.

In the office of the Deputy Director of the Warzone Hospital, Liang Qiufeng was utterly devastated.

She had just received news that her husband, Jiang He, had died, and the murderer was still unknown.

Dring dring!

Just then, the phone rang.

Seeing that it was a call from her elder brother, Jiang Hong, Liang Qiufeng hastily picked up and asked, "Big Brother, have you found the murderer?"

"Qiufeng, don't get too agitated, we have found the culprit! It was done by Ye Ling'er's father, Ye Fan!" Jiang Hong said coldly.

"Ye Fan?"

Upon hearing this name, Liang Qiufeng's eyes blazed with intense Killing Intent.

Jiang Hong nodded and said, "That's right, it's Ye Fan. As far as I know, Ye Fan's daughter, Ye Ling'er, is being treated at the Warzone Hospital, and his wife Su Ruoxue is also there."

"Qiufeng, you understand what I mean, right?"

"Big Brother, I understand!" Liang Qiufeng's eyes revealed a strong vengefulness.

The call ended, and Liang Qiufeng stood up from her seat with a jerk. Her face was ferocious, her eyes filled with Killing Intent, looking like a fierce ghost, utterly terrifying.

The next second, Liang Qiufeng clenched her fists and roared furiously, "Ye Fan, you dare to kill my husband, Jiang He!"

"Bastard, I want your entire family to be buried with my husband!"