The young man’s gradually befuddling consciousness finally made him realize something!
He had been played!
His strength was superior to that of the bespectacled young man, his last trump card against Lei Qianjue. The bespectacled young man mysteriously died by Yu Linglong’s hand, but before his death, he had contact with Ye Fan.
Now he too had fallen, and the reason was that Ye Fan had just casually placed his hand on his shoulder!
He understood, it must have been Ye Fan who had tampered with something.
But none of that mattered anymore.
Because even if he knew the truth, it was already too late to change anything.
Thump!
The young man in the floral shirt fell into the pool of blood, a loud noise causing Lei Qianjue, whose eyes had already closed, to open them once more, looking at his chest with some confusion.
No scars, no wounds?
He wasn’t dead?
“What… what’s going on…” He hadn’t died, yet the assassin who wanted him dead was suddenly killed by his own weapon?
What kind of miracle had occurred within that one meter distance to make this possible?
Lei Qianjue looked around blankly. Besides the few ordinary bodyguards arranged by Yu Linglong beside him, two meters away stood Ye Fan, grinning foolishly, “See! I told you not to mess with me, karma, man… serves you right, serves you right…”
Ye Fan, looking this way, how could it seem likely that he had saved him?
Was there a master hidden among those bodyguards who suddenly saved him?
Impossible!
The abilities of those bodyguards were very clear to Lei Qianjue; they couldn’t possibly have that kind of strength!
Ye Fan?
Lei Qianjue looked at Ye Fan with confusion!
Although he was a monstrous genius five years ago, already a Grandmaster, wasn’t he in a state of imbecility now?
Moreover, even if Ye Fan had returned to normal, to save him from such a close distance while under attack from Pear Blossoms in a Storm, escaping unscathed, that was not something a simple Grandmaster could accomplish.
Unless he had reached a strength above a Martial Lord…
But was that even possible?
And besides, Ye Fan was so close. If he had taken action, as a Martial Arts expert, how could Lei Qianjue not feel any Qi Force Fluctuation?
Lei Qianjue quickly dismissed Ye Fan as a possibility!
So, excluding Ye Fan, the only one left who could be responsible was Yu Linglong!
As Lei Qianjue turned his head towards Yu Linglong, he saw the same look of bewilderment in her eyes.
Yu Linglong was still absorbed in the shock of killing the bespectacled Grandmaster with a single blow—how could she possibly have had the chance to save Lei Qianjue?
In just the blink of an eye, another Grandmaster had used Pear Blossoms in a Storm to turn himself into a dead man.
What was eerie is that the assailant first triggered Pear Blossoms in a Storm, then quickly turned in a direction, dashing ahead of the poisonous needles to use himself as a live target?
Was he out of his mind?
This was just too illogical!
Yu Linglong was the first to snap back to reality and rushed to Ye Fan’s side, grabbing his arm and demanding, “Ye Fan! Tell me, are you already awake? Have you been deceiving us all along?”
“If you dare deceive me, I’ll chop you up!”
Ye Fan, who initially planned to be honest with Yu Linglong, instantly felt a chill in his crotch and swiftly swallowed the thought.
His eldest wife was rather fierce—some things are better said later.
“Awake? I just woke up this morning, why should I wake up again? Linglong, my wife… did you come especially to see me? Do you want to sleep with me?” Ye Fan asked, hugging Yu Linglong’s slender waist with an innocent face, pulling his body close to hers.
Though Yu Linglong was already betrothed to the Ye Family, she had barely seen the face of the eldest Ye—let alone engaged in any intimate acts.
Feeling Ye Fan’s sudden embrace, Yu Linglong stiffened and felt somewhat uneasy.
“Don’t talk nonsense!” Yu Linglong initially wanted to scold Ye Fan, but remembering she had declared in front of her sisters that she’d marry him, and would sooner or later become his woman, she let it pass.
Moreover, he was still a fool at the moment.
But that was just as well—Ye Fan benefited from it!
Embracing Yu Linglong so closely, Ye Fan felt the towering warmth and softness in front of her chest, along with a unique fragrance.
“Mr. Lei, please help us! This is my husband, Ye Fan!” Yu Linglong respectfully bowed to Lei Qianjue.
Lei Qianjue nodded, “Rest assured, I will do my utmost!”
Wang Fugui and Li Hu, who had finished their battle, along with a large group of men, also rushed over, “Big brother, are you alright?” Relieved to see Ye Fan unharmed, Wang Fugui quickly bowed respectfully to Lei Qianjue, “Greetings to Sage Doctor Lei!”
Lei Qianjue, as the Great Xia Medical Saint, was almost universally known. The key was that Lei Qianjue didn’t only save big shots but also contributed many prescriptions, bringing tangible benefits to ordinary people.
“Sage Doctor Lei, I entrust my big brother to your care! As long as you can cure my brother, I am willing to work like an ox or horse for you!” Wang Fugui said earnestly, truly wishing the best for Ye Fan.
Lei Qianjue and Yu Linglong, seeing so many people gathering, instantly understood that these people must have come to support Lei Qianjue, to protect him.
But who had saved Old Doctor Lei when he was in danger just now?
Seeing the confusion in Yu Linglong’s eyes, Xia Hao quickly stepped forward and introduced himself respectfully, “I am Xia Hao! I owe Young Master Ye a favor from five years ago, he saved my life, and now I run errands for him. Hearing that Divine Doctor Lei has come to treat Young Master Ye, I took the liberty of accompanying Young Master Wang with men to offer support…”
“Hmm?” Yu Linglong’s eyes flashed with surprise upon hearing Xia Hao’s report.
To stop Old Mr. Lei from treating Ye Fan, they had deployed so many…
Hmph!
Having decided to continue with her marriage to Ye Fan, Yu Linglong had made up her mind to share life and death with the Ye Family.
Those who aim to stop Mr. Lei from saving people are, thereby, opposing Yu Linglong.
Everything went smoothly on the way back from the airport to Su Yixue’s place.
Soon, Ye Fan was taken to a room by Lei Qianjue alone, ready to begin the diagnosis!
“Young Master Ye, let me see your hand!” Lei Qianjue spoke gently to Ye Fan, reaching out his hand to signal Ye Fan to allow him to take his pulse, “Young Master Ye, be good and listen, after I’m done checking you, I’ll buy you candy, alright?”
Ye Fan smiled faintly, directly interrupting Lei Qianjue, “Old Mr. Lei, I’ve actually been waiting for your arrival.”
As he spoke, Ye Fan swiftly grabbed Lei Qianjue’s wrist and said hastily, “Mr. Lei, your excess inner heat is obvious, your pulse quickened by three beats, and your breathing is slightly disordered. You haven’t been resting well lately… Moreover, last night at Zi Hour, you drank two ounces of alcohol… At your age, drinking is not good for your health…”
Hmm?
Lei Qianjue’s pupils dilated dramatically, staring at Ye Fan in shock, “You…”
For a moment, Lei Qianjue didn’t know what state Ye Fan was actually in!
Was he truly foolish, or what?
Because what Ye Fan described was utterly accurate!
With such a proficient diagnosis, Lei Qianjue might suspect Ye Fan had planted surveillance around him… Could it be… Ye Fan wasn’t foolish?
