The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 305 One Mistake After Another

"You stop right there, if you don’t treat Elder Ji’s illness today, don’t even think about leaving Tianhai People’s Hospital." Wei Yongjian saw this young man Ye Chenfeng actually dare to be so arrogant? After all, he was a leading figure in the province, who wasn’t obsequiously nodding and bowing to him usually?

Now, Wei Yongjian was even more convinced that Ye Chenfeng was nothing but a charlatan. Otherwise, why wouldn’t he treat Ji Weiguo? Surely it must be because the man was afraid of revealing his charade the moment he took action, so he chose to leave instead.

Ye Chenfeng looked at Wei Yongjian, whose presence was overwhelming, and laughed, "Whether I choose to treat this so-called international medical authority is my freedom. There is no one in this world who can force me, Ye Chenfeng, to do something I don’t want to do."

"Little charlatan, you’re quite good at putting on a show. If you don’t treat my cancer today, it will prove that you’re nothing but a fraud and a scourge to society. Scum like you must not continue to harm others in this society," Ji Weiguo sneered as he lay on the hospital bed, his aggressive demeanor not showing the slightest bit of being a cancer patient.

Facing the repeated provocations of Wei Yongjian and Ji Weiguo, even the most patient person would have had enough. If it hadn’t been for Zou Zedong’s sake, why would Ye Chenfeng have bothered to come here today and put up with this?

Zou Zedong and Zou Wenhai had uncertain expressions on their faces, especially Zou Zedong, who regretted ever calling Ye Chenfeng to come. Why was Ji Weiguo so obstinate? Now he knew that even if Ji Weiguo knelt down and apologized to Ye Chenfeng right away, Ye Chenfeng probably wouldn’t treat him, all the more so since Ji Weiguo did not have even the slightest remorse, and with Wei Yongjian, the big shot from the province, backing Ji Weiguo, they had completely offended Ye Chenfeng today. If they did not turn back in time, the situation could only get worse.

"Secretary Wei, don’t you think you’ve gone too far? Mr. Ye isn’t wrong; whether he treats Uncle Ji is his choice, and we don’t have the right to interfere," Zou Wenhai said, stiffening his neck.

Hearing this, Wei Yongjian’s face twisted into a smile that did not reach his eyes as he glanced at Zou Wenhai, "Zou Wenhai, do you really think you can start showing me attitude before you’ve even been transferred to the provincial office? I think you’re not even qualified to be the municipal secretary of Tianhai, not to mention being promoted to a leading position in the province. You’d better watch yourself!"

Wei Yongjian was already furious with Ye Chenfeng, and now seeing Zou Wenhai naively stand out to speak for Ye Chenfeng, he vented all his anger on Zou Wenhai.

Zou Wenhai inwardly sighed. If it weren’t for Ye Chenfeng, the Zou family would have been destroyed a long time ago, so he resolutely stood by Ye Chenfeng at this moment. Moreover, Ye Chenfeng was the legitimate grandson of the Ye family of Capital City, and he believed that with Ye Chenfeng here, the good days of Secretary Wei Yongjian from the province were probably coming to an end.

"Let me in, let me in, I know Director Zou is here." Outside the intensive care unit, a commotion arose, followed by a tall and burly middle-aged man barging into the ward. The man, dressed in plain clothes, looked around the ward and set his eyes on Zou Zedong, immediately kneeling down without a word, pleading, "Director Zou, I beg you to save my mother! I know you have the best medical skills in the hospital; you must have a way to save her."

Two female nurses at the door, who had failed to stop the man, hurriedly explained the situation to Zou Zedong. It turned out that the middle-aged man’s mother had late-stage cancer and the hospital had essentially issued a death notice to her, telling him to take her home as further treatment was pointless and, moreover, the man couldn’t afford the medical expenses.

Out of desperation, the middle-aged man heard that Director Zou was at the intensive care unit and recklessly barged in. He was truly worried about his mother and couldn’t bear to see her leave this world just like that. He kept kowtowing to Zou Zedong, even breaking the skin on his forehead, proving that he was indeed a filial son.

After hearing about the middle-aged man’s situation, Zou Zedong, despite wanting to help, felt powerless to cure late-stage cancer. So, he helplessly shook his head and said, "It’s not that I don’t want to treat your mother, but I’m truly powerless to do so!"

The middle-aged man’s eyes gradually swelled red after hearing Zou Zedong’s words. It’s often said that real men don’t cry easily, but the man’s filial devotion to his mother touched Ye Chenfeng’s heart. Zhao Wanting, who was gently holding onto Ye Chenfeng’s arm, whispered, "Chenfeng, why don’t you try treating his mother’s cancer?"

Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, "If you believe in me, let me take a look at your mother’s condition. Perhaps I could possibly cure her cancer."

The middle-aged man looked up at Ye Chenfeng, his eyes filled with doubt, as Ye Chenfeng was so young. Zou Zedong quickly interjected, "You should believe what he says, this may be the only chance for your mother to be cured."

Hearing the hospital director say this, the middle-aged man developed some confidence in Ye Chenfeng, "Thank you, doctor, for being willing to save my mother, thank you."

Wei Yongjian and Ji Weiguo clearly saw the situation unfold before them, Ye Chenfeng actually volunteered to treat a patient with late-stage cancer, which made them both suspect that there was a trick involved, perhaps the middle-aged man was even a plant by Ye Chenfeng!

"Little charlatan, I really want to see what tricks you’re going to play," Ji Weiguo sneered, then turned to Wei Yongjian and said, "Secretary Wei, since this little charlatan wants to treat the cancer patient, let’s go watch. When the time comes, watch me expose his true face publicly."

Ye Chenfeng ignored Ji Weiguo, who might as well have been farting, paying him no mind, and followed the middle-aged man out of the ward.

Zou Zedong and Zou Wenhai let out a sigh; they knew that when Ye Chenfeng managed to treat the patient with late-stage cancer, Wei Yongjian and Ji Weiguo would certainly regret it. But by that time, wouldn’t it be too late for regrets?

The middle-aged man led Ye Chenfeng and others into his mother’s ward. Ji Weiguo was supported by the hospital’s nurse and, after entering the ward, went straight to the bedside of the middle-aged man’s mother. After reviewing the medical records and observing the comatose old lady on the bed, he confirmed that she was not a confederate of Ye Chenfeng’s, so his attitude turned to one of anticipating the spectacle, saying, "Come on, little charlatan, start treating her."

Ye Chenfeng, unaffected by Ji Weiguo’s mockery and ridicule, approached the bedside, reached out his palm, grasped the comatose old lady’s wrist, and slowly infused his Soul Force into her body. By now, Ye Chenfeng’s abilities had reached the Eighth Level; treating cancer became effortless for him, significantly shortening the treatment time.

Witnessing Ye Chenfeng merely holding the old woman’s wrist, Wei Yongjian and Ji Weiguo were even more disdainful. Ji Weiguo said, "Zedong, do you really think this little charlatan can cure a patient’s cancer just by holding her wrist? It’s laughable."

"Elder Ji, you seem to be absolutely right. This foolhardy youngster is nothing but a fraudster. I’ll contact the police station right away; we can’t let such a scourge continue to deceive people," Wei Yongjian said sternly.

The middle-aged man watched Ye Chenfeng with growing apprehension, increasingly suspecting that Ye Chenfeng was a fraud. Only Zou Zedong and Zou Wenhai had full confidence in Ye Chenfeng.

About twenty minutes later, the old lady lying in the bed, her face which was originally pale, began regaining a healthy rosy tint. Her eyelids fluttered and slowly opened, shocking both Wei Yongjian and Ji Weiguo, their minds in turmoil as if seas had been overturned. How could such a thing that defied their understanding, curing cancer without any medicine or medical equipment, exist in this world? Seeing his mother wake from her coma, the middle-aged man’s doubts instantly vanished, his face lighting up with excitement. (To be continued. If you like this book, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote and cast your monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)