Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me

Miss Su called out anxiously.

Among the guests who had come to offer birthday congratulations, there indeed was a physician, and not just any physician, but the renowned National Medical Expert from Yun City and the Yang Family's family doctor, Yuan Hongming.

Seeing an opportunity, Yang Junsheng hurriedly came forward to console her: "Wanqing, don't worry, Grandpa will be fine. Divine Doctor Yuan is our Yang family's family doctor, his medical skills are superb!"

"Divine Doctor Yuan, quickly, please see to Elder Master Su."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hongming approached and took Elder Master Su's pulse.

However, after examining him, Yuan Hongming just shook his head.

"Doctor, what's wrong with my grandpa? Say something!" Miss Su's voice already carried a sob.

"It's no use! The old master's pulse is weak; he is beyond saving now," Yuan Hongming suddenly declared.

"What? Impossible, my grandpa won't have any issues, absolutely not."

A physician should have a benevolent heart and heal the world.

These eight characters flashed through Wang Ye's mind at that moment.

"Let me take a look."

Wang Ye's voice echoed in the hall, and in an instant, all eyes sharply focused on him.

"Scoundrel Taoist, get out of the way! How dare you cause trouble at a time like this?"

Yang Junsheng directly cursed in anger.

"Slap!"

Xia Qingxin stepped forward and slapped Yang Junsheng's face.

"Dog? Still haven't learned your lesson!" Xia Qingxin chastised coldly.

This Yang Junsheng really had a screw loose; despite knowing Wang Ye was Xia Qingxin's junior brother, he still dared to show disrespect.

Other people present also did not believe Wang Ye could possibly treat Su Yuanqiao. After all, Yuan Hongming himself had said Su Yuanqiao was beyond help.

But now nobody dared to challenge Wang Ye, especially since the slap Yang Junsheng received was very loud.

Wang Ye paid no heed to Yang Junsheng, but instead looked to Su Wanqing, "Miss Su, I learned some medical skills from my master and am willing to treat Elder Master Su."

Yuan Hongming spoke disdainfully: "So young and you think you understand medical principles? How dare you postulate in front of me?"

"My junior brother isn't competent, and you think you can rely on a quack doctor like you?" Xia Qingxin again stood up for her junior brother; guarding him was what she did best.

"This..." Yuan Hongming dared not talk back and quickly stepped aside.

Wang Ye paid no attention to the rest, only looking at Su Wanqing.

After some hesitation, Su Wanqing chose to believe in Wang Ye. After all, his master was none other than the current era's Medical Immortal, Wang Yifeng.

"I believe in you, Wang Ye, please make sure to save my grandpa," she said.

Wang Ye immediately nodded in agreement and took out a silver needle case his master had passed on to him.

"Wanqing, how can you trust him? What if something happens to Grandpa Su because of him?" Yang Junsheng, seeing the trustful gaze Su Wanqing cast at Wang Ye, felt extremely jealous.

"Don't talk."

At this moment, Wang Ye had already sterilized three silver needles over a flame and expertly inserted them into three acupoints on Su Yuanqiao's head and shoulder.

Then, he helped the previously lying down Su Yuanqiao sit up, pressed a few times on his back at the Du Meridian acupoint, and finally struck it forcefully with a punch.

Pfft!

Su Yuanqiao suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Quack, quack! Look what you have done to Elder Master Su. If anything happens to him, you must be buried with him," Yang Junsheng said, seeing Su Yuanqiao spit blood and thinking Wang Ye had aggravated his illness, so he jumped out again.

However, once Su Yuanqiao spat out the blood, he gradually regained consciousness.

Seeing this, Wang Ye massaged several acupoints on Su Yuanqiao's back. Su Yuanqiao's breathing also smoothed out, and his complexion began to turn rosy.

The guests present silently watched Wang Ye treating Su Yuanqiao without making a sound.

They couldn't believe that Wang Ye actually did it. A man who had been given a death notice by Divine Doctor Yuan Hongming was miraculously saved.

Seeing that Su Yuanqiao was no longer in grave danger, Wang Ye then removed three silver needles and, after disinfecting them, returned them to the silver needle box.

Supported by the crowd, Su Yuanqiao also sat back in the main seat.

At this moment, not only was he alive, but he also had a rosy complexion and even stopped coughing.

"This little Taoist really has some skills, he actually saved him."

"Indeed, this medical skill can truly be described as revitalizing. Hua Tuo has been reborn."

"That's right, he truly is the disciple of Medical Saint Wang Yifeng—it's just different."

The crowd started whispering among themselves.

Seeing this, Divine Doctor Yuan Hongming's face couldn't help but show embarrassment, and he secretly hid in the crowd. How could he, the National Medical Expert, be in the position now, if even a little Taoist just down from the mountains was better than him?

Yang Junsheng stood in place, his gaze dark and hostile as he watched Wang Ye. All the limelight had been stolen by Wang Ye, which greatly irritated Yang Junsheng.

Su Wanqing, concerned, asked Su Yuanqiao, "Grandpa, how do you feel?"

Su Yuanqiao nodded, "Very good, very good. But what just happened?"

"Just now, you suddenly collapsed to the ground. The doctors said you were beyond help, it was Wang Ye..." Su Wanqing turned her head to look at Wang Ye.

"Was it him?" Su Yuanqiao looked at Wang Ye, his mind already hesitating.

Previously, when Wang Ye said that breaking the marriage agreement would incur the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, he didn't believe it. But now, he was certain.

If not for Wang Ye, he might have already departed on his crane to the west.

Thus, the marriage agreement couldn't be ignored.

"Since Elder Master Su is no longer in great danger, this humble Taoist will take his leave. Before I go, I must boldly say, Elder Master Su should not wear the thousand-year Shariputra."

Wang Ye did not mention the matter of the marriage agreement; he didn't want to use it as leverage, to force the Su family to acknowledge the marriage agreement, as Wang Ye was not the kind of person who took advantage of others in their time of need.

"Mr. Wang, please wait," Su Yuanqiao called out as he rose to his feet.

Wang Ye stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Su Yuanqiao, "Does Elder Master Su have further advice?"

"Just now, you saved my life, and I cannot fail to repay this kindness. As you said earlier, the marriage must not be broken, otherwise there will be retribution from the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, I ask that Mr. Wang marry my granddaughter Su Wanqing."

Marry?

As soon as this statement was made, the scene immediately exploded.

After Su Yuanqiao finished speaking, fearing that Su Wanqing would disagree, he continued to her, "Wanqing, your grandfather has decided on your marriage. I hope you don't blame me. The marriage agreement has already been set, and my Su family is not one to break promises."

Su Wanqing's face showed unwillingness, "Grandpa, how can I marry a Taoist? No, I absolutely disagree."

But this time, Su Yuanqiao was adamant, "You must agree!"