"Really? That's great!"

Zhu Hongzhong was so excited that his face turned red, and his eyes shone with hope.

Although he received treatment at home from Ye Feng, and Ye Feng himself said that Zhu Hongzhong's stomach cancer had been completely cured.

But Zhu Hongzhong was still uneasy and dared not completely trust Ye Feng.

But now, after hearing what the head of internal medicine said, Zhu Hongzhong no longer had the slightest doubt about Ye Feng!

Mr. Ye is truly a miracle doctor of our time!

Zhu Hongzhong thought to himself with delight.

The head of internal medicine looked at Zhu Hongzhong in shock and asked, "Mr. Zhu, how exactly did you recover from your stomach cancer? Can you tell me?"

Zhu Hongzhong laughed and said, "Director Zhao, my stomach cancer was cured by a miracle doctor. I didn't need any injections or medicine; he just massaged me for a while and I recovered."

Ye Feng used the Dragon Emperor's True Qi to kill all the cancerous cells in Zhu Hongzhong's body, thus curing Zhu Hongzhong's stomach cancer.

But Zhu Hongzhong didn't know that.

Zhu Hongzhong was not a martial artist, so naturally he didn't know about true qi or the existence of martial artists.

So in Zhu Hongzhong's eyes, it was as if the night breeze had massaged him for half an hour, and then his cancer miraculously healed.

"That's impossible!" The head of internal medicine shook his head repeatedly.

"I also thought it was impossible, but that's the truth. Now the result is right in front of us, and we can't help but believe it," Zhu Hongzhong said with a hearty laugh.

The head of internal medicine then said, "Mr. Zhu, could you introduce me to the person who cured your cancer? I'd like to meet with him and exchange medical knowledge."

"This..." Zhu Hongzhong hesitated.

"Please, Mr. Zhu!"

The head of internal medicine stood up and bowed ninety degrees to Zhu Hongzhong.

Zhu Hongzhong then said, "Alright, I'll ask for you, but whether that miracle doctor is willing to see you is not something I can decide. Please understand, Director Zhao."

“I understand.” The head of internal medicine nodded quickly.

After Zhu Hongzhong came out of the internal medicine department with his examination report in his hand, he ran excitedly down the corridor like a child, shouting and cheering.

As a result, the doctors, nurses, and other patients in the corridor all looked at Zhu Hongzhong as if he were mentally ill.

But Zhu Hongzhong was so happy he was practically flying, and he didn't care about their strange looks at him.

As soon as he left the hospital, Zhu Hongzhong took out his phone and dialed Ye Feng's number.

“Mr. Ye, I’ve already had a check-up at the hospital. Dr. Zhao Jianghai, the director of internal medicine at Zhongzhou Central Hospital, personally examined me,” Zhu Hongzhong said.

"Oh, so what was the result?" Night Breeze's calm voice came from the phone.

"My stomach cancer is completely cured! Mr. Ye, you are truly a miracle worker!" Zhu Hongzhong laughed loudly.

Night Breeze spoke in a completely calm tone, as if he already knew the outcome: "Well, that's good."

"By the way, Mr. Ye, Zhao Jianghai, the director of internal medicine at the Central Hospital, wants to see you," Zhu Hongzhong continued.

"He wants to see me? Why?" Ye Feng asked, puzzled.

"Director Zhao is a person who is passionate about medical research. After he learned that you cured my cancer, he wanted to meet with you to exchange medical knowledge. However, I did not agree to his request. After all, I didn't know if you, Mr. Ye, would be interested in meeting him. I just told him that I would ask around for him..."

Hearing Zhu Hongzhong say this, Ye Feng laughed and said, "Let's forget it. I have no interest in exchanging medical knowledge with others."

"Oh well."

Zhu Hongzhong sighed and hung up the phone.

Since Ye Feng was unwilling to meet with Zhao Jianghai, Zhu Hongzhong had no choice but to give up.

Although Zhu Hongzhong felt that Ye Feng was a bit arrogant, he wasn't surprised. After all, Ye Feng's medical skills were undeniable, and he had every right to be arrogant!

Ye Feng had no interest in meeting Zhao Jianghai, the director of internal medicine at the Central Hospital, not because he was arrogant, but because there was no need for it.

Ye Feng had no choice but to rely on Zhu Hongzhong, not on medical skills, but on his internal energy.

True Qi is a skill of martial artists; no matter how hard a non-martial artist tries, they cannot master it.

If that's the case, then what's the point of Ye Feng communicating with Zhao Jianghai? Is he going to tell Zhao Jianghai that he's a martial artist and that he treated Zhu Hongzhong's stomach cancer using methods that only martial artists can use?

Therefore, it was only natural that Ye Feng refused Zhao Jianghai's request to meet.

At this moment, Ye Feng, Sun Muqing, and Jiang Lingxuan had already arrived at the entrance of Tianyuan Building.

After putting away his phone, before Ye Feng could say anything, Sun Muqing asked curiously, "Was that Zhu Hongzhong who called?"

"Yes, his stomach cancer has recovered," Ye Feng said with a smile.

"That's great, we've done a good deed!" Sun Muqing said happily.

Jiang Lingxuan also said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, isn't this a great thing!"

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. The auction is about to start, let's hurry up and go in," Ye Feng said with a smile, leading Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing into the Tianyuan Building.

However, as soon as the three of them entered the lobby of Tianyuan Building, they were stopped by a waitress wearing a purple-red cheongsam.

"Are you here to attend an auction hosted by our Tianyuan Group? May I see your invitation? Thank you," the waitress said politely but firmly.

Without further ado, Ye Feng immediately took out the invitation.

After looking at it, the waitress said, "Is this the only invitation?"

"What's the problem?" Night Wind asked in return.

The waitress said with a wry smile, "One invitation can only accommodate a maximum of two people, but there are three of you, so I'm really sorry..."

Is an invitation only valid for two people to attend the auction?

Ye Feng's brows furrowed tightly.

Jiang Lingxuan's face also turned very awkward at this moment, after all, she had insisted on coming along.

"It's my fault... Maybe I should go back?" Jiang Lingxuan then suggested.

Night Breeze shook his head and said, "Since you're already here, how can I let you go back?"

Then Ye Feng looked at the waitress and said, "Can't you make an exception?"

“That’s definitely not going to work. We have a limited number of seats available at our auction.” The waitress immediately shook her head.

"Then call the chairman of your Tianyuan Group over here. I want to talk to him," Ye Feng said immediately.

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, the waitress was immediately stunned.

Who is this man?

Judging from his ordinary attire, he didn't seem to be any important figure, yet he immediately asked to see the chairman of his own company.

Is he from a powerful background, or is he simply arrogant and ignorant?