Ye Xingchen no longer showed any politeness to the security guards. With a wave of his right hand, several security guards fell to the ground with a few thuds.
With one kick, the security captain was sent flying several meters away, and the fight was over.
Li Zhiguo was stunned. He knelt on the ground, trembling.
Ye Xingchen opened the door to the intensive care unit, walked to Zhenzhen's side, reached out and touched Zhenzhen's body, transferring a wisp of true energy into her.
Zhenzhen woke up quickly, and with Ye Xingchen's breath of true energy, her pale face became rosy.
"Brother, is that you?" Zhenzhen looked at Ye Xingchen, blinking her big eyes.
"Yes, it's me." Ye Xingchen said with a smile, "You still remember me?"
“I remember, you helped us deal with that bad woman on the plane. You're a good person.” Zhenzhen nodded.
"Zhenzhen." Yi Qingmeng ran over, hugged Zhenzhen, and cried uncontrollably, "I'm sorry, sister is so sorry."
"Sister, let's go home. I don't want to stay in the hospital." Zhenzhen grabbed her hand: "I don't want to get treatment anymore. If you have to give up your life for mine, I'd rather go see Mom."
"Okay, let's go, let's go home." Yi Qingmeng hugged her and cried even harder.
Ye Xingchen tore off all the tubes from her body, then carried her out the door.
"Yi Qingmeng, you fucking think this through!" Li Zhiguo, covered in blood, stood up, clutching his head. He shouted, "If you leave, your sister will die."
"You know, the best doctors in the entire Yun City are all in our hospital. If you dare to walk out of this door today, do you believe that no one will treat your sister in the future?"
Yi Qingmeng trembled; she knew how serious the consequences would be.
"You take Zhenzhen and go first." Ye Xingchen handed the little girl in his arms to Yi Qingmeng.
She nodded, carefully took Zhenzhen, and led her away.
Ye Xingchen turned his head and glanced at Li Zhiguo behind him.
Having been terrified by Ye Xingchen's beating earlier, Li Zhiguo trembled with fear the moment Ye Xingchen turned around.
He took several steps back, leaned against the wall, and huddled in the corner, looking at Ye Xingchen in terror: "You... what do you want to do?"
In response, Ye Xingchen delivered a slap across the face without any hesitation.
With a thud, Li Zhiguo collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Xingchen didn't use his true energy, but instead unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks on the guy.
Although he didn't use his whole body, when Ye Xingchen straightened up, the guy was already covered in blood.
He lay on the ground, covered in blood, like a dead dog.
A group of doctors and nurses stood to one side, pointing and whispering, but no one dared to step forward.
Moreover, this Dr. Li's character is indeed not very good. Not only did no one step forward, but some doctors and nurses who had been ostracized by him felt very vindicated.
Another group of security guards ran over, but seeing the scene before them, none of them dared to step forward.
"You're not convinced?" Ye Xingchen grabbed the guy's hair and lifted his head up.
Li Zhiguo was already half-dead, so he couldn't possibly answer Ye Xingchen's question.
I know you're not convinced, but whether you are or not is no longer important.
Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and said calmly, "I'll protect the Yi sisters. If you have any problems, just come find me. Remember, my name is Ye Xingchen."
“I… I’ll remember you,” Li Zhiguo uttered.
"Very good." Ye Xingchen grabbed his head and slammed it heavily to the ground.
Amid a chorus of gasps, the guy didn't even utter a sound before passing out.
Ye Xingchen flicked the blood off his hand, casually washed his hands at the sink, and then strode away.
"Dr. Li, how are you? What are you all standing there for? Get him to the hospital quickly and call a doctor."
It wasn't until Ye Xingchen left that a group of security guards rushed forward and hurriedly lifted him up. These people were so anxious that they forgot they were in a hospital.
Ye Xingchen escorted Yi Qingmeng home to a small villa. The environment was nice, but the location was somewhat remote.
This shows that Yi Qingmeng's family background is actually quite good.
There was no one else at home; only the two sisters lived there.
Zhenzhen was already asleep. Ye Xingchen held her and put her down.
"I'm sorry, the house is a bit messy. My sister and I have been living here since my mom left. Auntie is on leave and hasn't been able to come recently." Yi Qingmeng hurriedly poured Ye Xingchen a glass of water.
"Don't bother with that, I'm treating Zhenzhen now." Ye Xingchen gestured for her to sit down.
"Now?" Yi Qingmeng was taken aback, then became somewhat uneasy: "Do we need to prepare anything? She needs a heart transplant."
“Transplantation is a Western medical term. Even if the surgery is successful, the body will still experience rejection and recovery. And are you really going to gamble on that 60% chance?” Ye Xingchen asked.
"I... I'll do whatever you say." Yi Qingmeng took a deep breath.
Yes, now that things have come to this point, there's nothing to worry about anymore.
Ye Xingchen gave her the feeling that he was trustworthy, and now she had almost no one around her she could trust.
"You should have listened to me sooner. If you had, your sister wouldn't have had to suffer in the hospital." Ye Xingchen glanced at her, took out the gold needles, and began to apply the acupuncture.
Yi Qingmeng felt utterly ashamed. She stopped talking and stood aside watching Ye Xingchen begin to perform acupuncture on her sister.
Soon, the acupuncture was completed, and Ye Xingchen took out a Soul-Locking Pill and fed it to her.
"What is this?" Yi Qingmeng asked.
"Soul-Locking Pill," Ye Xingchen uttered three words.
"The Soul-Locking Pill from the Star Group? Can this thing cure congenital heart disease?" Yi Qingmeng asked, puzzled.
Although the production of this medicine is relatively tight now, it is not impossible to buy it. She also knows the origin of the Soul-Locking Pill, but she does not believe that it can cure heart disease.
“The mass-produced version you bought on the market won’t cure it,” Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, “My medicine is the original version, and the rare and precious ingredients used in it are scarce, so it cannot be mass-produced…”
"Why do you have this version of the medicine? I've heard that... the original Soul-Locking Pill can bring the dead back to life." Yi Qingmeng was taken aback.
"Do you know the original version of this medicine?" Ye Xingchen looked at her with surprise.
"I've heard of it, but I've also heard that the founder of the Starry Sky Group is a highly skilled physician and expert in alchemy, though his production is extremely limited." Yi Qingmeng stared at Ye Xingchen: "You..."
"Since you've heard of Xingchen Group and know my name is Ye Xingchen, don't you know who I am?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"You, you... are..." Yi Qingmeng suddenly realized, "You are Ye Xingchen, the chairman of Xingchen Group?"
"I gave you my business card on the plane, didn't you see it?" Ye Xingchen said helplessly.
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