Chapter 160: I Said You’re Really Sick

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: I Said You’re Really Sick

"Shut your mouth," an angry voice immediately came from the phone. "What marriage contract? What fraud? That’s the excellent son-in-law I arranged for Ningning!"

The next moment, he started laughing excitedly. "HAHA, so Ye Feng has finally come to fulfill the marriage contract? Wonderful! This is wonderful! I’ve waited so long, and now he’s finally here!

I’ll have your aunt and uncle head to Nanjun right away to meet this fine son-in-law of ours. HAHA..."

With that, the person on the other end hung up.

Ye Feng looked at the stunned Su Feng and said with a faint smile:

"Do you believe me now?"

Su Feng glared at Ye Feng and shouted, "I don’t believe you! I’m waiting for Grandpa to get here and verify your identity!"

Ye Feng said with a smile, "You’re being a little too careful, sister-in-law."

Su Feng instantly flew into a rage. "If you ever dare to call me ’sister-in-law’ again, I’ll grab a knife and kill you!"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said, "I already told you, sister-in-law, don’t get angry. Otherwise, your period will be late again."

"Ye... Feng!" Su Feng glared at him, wishing she could cut him down with a knife.

Just then, Ye Feng turned to Su Youning and said with a wide grin:

"Wifey, everyone says you’re beautiful. Let me see that gorgeous face of yours today!"

As he spoke, he reached out to remove Su Youning’s mask.

Su Youning, like a startled bird, immediately recoiled and cried out in alarm:

"D-don’t bully me!"

Just then, Su Feng rushed over, shielding Su Youning and yelling at Ye Feng:

"Ye Feng, you bastard!"

Seeing Su Feng’s flustered and exasperated expression, Ye Feng burst out laughing. "Don’t you worry. Sooner or later, I’ll get to see my wife’s face!"

"You..." Su Feng was absolutely livid.

Just then, a sharply dressed young man in a suit walked into the hall and sat down directly at the consultation desk.

Doctor Ma Hong, who was on duty, recognized the young man and said with a smile,

"Young Master Ling, what seems to be the trouble?"

The young man, Ling Wei, glared at Ma Hong and snapped, "What’s wrong with me? Can’t you tell just by looking?"

Ma Hong was stunned by the hostile reply, but wary of the man’s status, he suppressed his anger and took Ling Wei’s pulse. After a long moment, his brow furrowed.

"Young Master Ling, you’re in excellent health. There’s nothing wrong."

"Bullshit! If I weren’t sick, why the hell would I come to you? Get someone else!" Ling Wei yelled at Ma Hong.

"You..." Hearing Ling Wei’s blatant disrespect, Ma Hong’s face turned pale with anger.

Su Feng, seeing the commotion from the side, hurried over. She calmed Ma Hong down and called over another senior traditional physician to examine Ling Wei. But after a long while, he too shook his head.

"Young Master Ling, you really are in perfect health."

Ling Wei’s expression darkened. "Are you fucking with me? You think I came here to shoot the breeze if I wasn’t sick?"

The senior physician began to tremble with rage.

Su Feng was furious as well, but not wanting to clash with Ling Wei, she swallowed her anger and said,

"Young Master Ling, please calm down. I’ll get another senior physician to take a look at you."

After calling over another senior physician, Ling Wei looked at Su Feng and let out a cold chuckle.

"This is your last chance," he said. "If this one still can’t figure out what’s wrong with me, it just proves everyone here is a quack and your Hundred Herbs Hall is a complete sham. And I swear, I’ll tear this entire shop down today."

"You..." Su Feng glared at Ling Wei, her face turning white with rage.

Just then, the senior physician who had just been called over quickly said, "Miss Su, allow me to examine him."

Only then did Su Feng nod. The senior physician sat down and took Ling Wei’s pulse. After a full ten minutes, his brows were also tightly knit.

Seeing the grim look on the physician’s face, Su Feng quickly asked, "What is Young Master Ling’s condition?"

The senior physician shook his head wryly. "I can’t diagnose it either."

Su Feng turned to Ling Wei and said, "Young Master Ling, it seems you really are in perfect health..."

"Healthy my ass!" Ling Wei brutally cut her off. "It’s obvious your doctors here are just incompetent and can’t make a diagnosis! Don’t give me that bullshit about me not being sick.

Su Feng, just you wait! This shop of yours is coming down!"

Then, Ling Wei roared toward the entrance, "Men!"

Instantly, two burly men rushed in. Ling Wei gave them an imperious look. "Get to it. Smash this place to pieces."

Su Feng finally understood. ’This bastard is just here to cause trouble.’ She longed to march over and give him two hard slaps, but after raising her hand slightly, she let it fall again.

’I can’t afford to provoke him!’

Just as Su Feng was seething with frustration, a calm voice spoke up from behind her.

"Hold on." As the words fell, Ye Feng walked over. He looked at Ling Wei with a grin and said, "Actually, you really are sick. And it’s a terminal case..."

The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, Ling Wei flew off the handle. "Fuck you! You’re the one who’s sick! You’re the one who’s terminal!"

Hearing Ling Wei’s disrespect toward Ye Feng, Ah Dao’s expression darkened, and he prepared to step forward. But Ye Feng raised a hand to stop him, shaking his head with a sigh.

"In ten seconds, his condition is going to flare up and he’ll be a goner. Don’t bother hitting him. I’d feel bad."

The moment Ye Feng spoke, Ling Wei leaped to his feet. He pointed a finger at Ye Feng and roared in fury,

"Let me tell you something, I’m a hell of a lot tougher than you are! How dare you curse me like that? Fine! I’ll give you your ten seconds. And if I’m still standing, I swear I’m going to kill you today."

Nearby, Su Feng glared at Ye Feng and yelled, "Three doctors have already said he’s perfectly fine! What nonsense are you spouting? Do you even know anything about medicine? I suppose you’ll only be happy once you’ve provoked him into tearing down Hundred Herbs Hall, is that it?"

But Ye Feng just smiled faintly. He held up his right hand, all five fingers extended, and began to fold them down one by one with his left. "Five... four... three..."

Ling Wei sneered. "Still trying your little five-second countdown? Let me tell you, you could count to a thousand or even ten thousand, and nothing would happen to me!"

Ye Feng continued his countdown: "...two... one."

With all five fingers folded down, Ye Feng looked up at Ling Wei and said calmly, "Fall."

The instant he spoke, Ling Wei let out a horrific scream, his body went limp and collapsed to the floor. He twitched a few times and then fell completely still.

Ye Feng chuckled. "Believe me now?"

The two burly men rushed over, grabbing Ling Wei and shaking him frantically. "Young Master! Young Master!" they cried out.

But Ling Wei’s eyes remained shut.

The two men knew they were in the presence of a master. They looked at Ye Feng and pleaded,

"Divine Doctor, we beg you, please save our young master!"

If something happened to Ling Wei, the Ling family would surely have their heads.

But Ye Feng just chuckled. "He came here to destroy my wife’s business, and now you want me to save him? Do you really think that’s going to happen?"

The men’s faces fell. They quickly scooped up Ling Wei, scrambled outside, and shouted as they ran, "Quick! To the hospital!"

With that, they jumped into their car and sped away.

Everyone left in the hall stared blankly at Ye Feng, utterly dumbfounded.

’Did Ye Feng really just talk a healthy man to death?’

’Was this some kind of joke?’

Just then, Ma Hong approached Ye Feng and exclaimed in astonishment, "Divine Doctor, I checked him myself. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him. How did this happen?"

The other two senior physicians also stared at Ye Feng, their faces full of confusion.