"What a pity that my granddaughter is not blessed enough to have a son-in-law like Mr. Ye."
Zhou Miaoqing blushed instantly and stamped her foot, "Grandpa, why did you bring this up again?"
"Haha, okay, let's not talk about it anymore." Seeing that Ye Xingchen didn't seem to care about his granddaughter, Zhou Bingchen could only laugh awkwardly to cover up his embarrassment.
After performing acupuncture on Zhou Bingchen and explaining the precautions, Ye Xingchen left, with Zhou Miaoqing following behind to see him off.
"Ye Xingchen..." Zhou Miaoqing hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
"how?"
"If, and I mean if, I'm not opposed to marrying you, would you marry me?" Zhou Miaoqing asked, mustering her courage.
"No." Ye Xingchen answered decisively.
"Why?" Zhou Miaoqing's eyes widened. This bastard refused without even thinking?
"For no particular reason, marriage is supposed to be a matter of mutual consent, and I can't do things with people who are too scheming," Ye Xingchen said.
Zhou Miaoqing gritted her teeth in hatred. How could she, the daughter of the Zhou family, the granddaughter of the gambling king, and a top celebrity in the Australian Peninsula, be viewed like this?
When I got downstairs and was about to leave, I suddenly heard the urgent wail of an ambulance.
An ambulance, escorted by several other vehicles, sped toward the emergency room. The road to the emergency room had been cleared. As the ambulance braked suddenly, a group of doctors and nurses rushed forward.
It looked like a patient with a sudden illness, and his identity was not simple. An elderly man dressed in a Tang suit got out of a Bentley.
The old man, holding a purple cane, had an extraordinary air about him, but a trace of anxiety could still be seen in his eyes: "Doctor, hurry, no matter the cost or how much money it takes, you must save my daughter-in-law and the child in her womb."
A pregnant woman had been wheeled off the ambulance. Her lower body was stained with blood, and her slightly protruding belly indicated that she was about six months pregnant.
Ye Xingchen frowned. The pregnant woman was now completely lifeless, and the fetus in her womb was also lifeless. It was already a case of two lives lost. Wait, something's not right...
A group of doctors rushed over, taking blood pressure, checking pupils, and attempting resuscitation...
But the person had already passed away, and their efforts to save him were in vain.
"Mr. Shen, your wife was hit and lost too much blood. There was no heartbeat in the baby. Both mother and child have passed away." A doctor, seeing a straight line on the monitor, turned around and carefully told the old man.
"Save him! Save him right now!" the old man roared. "I'll spend whatever it takes to save him. Use the best equipment and the best medicine."
The old man coughed violently because he was so emotional, and the people around him quickly helped him up.
"Mr. Shen, please accept my condolences."
"Yes, Master Shen, you still have to oversee the overall situation in the martial arts world, so please take good care of your health."
The old man wept uncontrollably, slumped to the ground, and looked up at the sky, his voice hoarse as he cried out, "Chen'er, it is your father's fault for being useless and failing to protect your unborn child."
"Heavens, why are you doing this to me, Shen Qinghe? Even though I come from a martial arts background, I have always acted uprightly and honestly. Three months ago, you took my son's life, and now you won't even spare my daughter-in-law and the child in her womb?"
The old man's voice was filled with sorrow, and everyone present was saddened. They had lost their son, their daughter-in-law, and their unborn child. Was this a sign of a complete and utter annihilation?
Shen Qinghe, known in the martial arts world as Master Shen, was a senior figure in the Tianhai martial arts world. For many years, he had held the top position among several major forces. Unfortunately, his son died unexpectedly, and his pregnant daughter-in-law also died.
Even if he were to enjoy great fame and power, he probably wouldn't have any reason to live.
"Get out of the way." Ye Xingchen, who was deep in thought, suddenly raised his head and rushed forward.
"Who goes there? Step back." A group of bodyguards stepped forward to stop them.
Ye Xingchen's body trembled, and several bodyguards were sent flying. He strode forward, but was blocked by even more bodyguards.
"No matter who he is, he disturbed Xiaomeng and her child, so he shall be buried with them." Shen Qinghe was furious. He had not thought of killing for twenty years, but today his only thought was gone. He was afraid that he would become bloodthirsty and cause rivers of blood to flow in the future.
"There's still hope. If you don't want her and her child to die, get your men out of here right now," Ye Xingchen said in a deep voice.
"What did you say? Xiaomeng can still be saved?" Shen Qinghe, as if grasping at the last straw, suddenly pounced in front of Ye Xingchen and grabbed Ye Xingchen's hand tightly.
"There's hope. It will be too late if we wait any longer."
"Make way! Make way now!" Shen Qinghe roared. He didn't care if it was true or not; as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he couldn't give up.
Ye Xingchen quickly stepped forward, took out the gold needles, and with a flick of his wrist, nine gold needles were inserted into several major acupoints on the pregnant woman's body to protect her heart.
The doctor performing emergency treatment looked at Ye Xingchen speechlessly: "There's no heartbeat, and his pupils are dilated. What are you still doing? Do you think you can bring him back to life?"
“When a pregnant woman is pregnant, there is a trace of chaotic energy in her body. This energy represents gestation and new life. So even if the pregnant woman has no heartbeat, she is still conscious. Giving up now is murder.” Ye Xingchen quickly performed acupuncture.
"Nonsense! I am Liu Qiang, the director of the National Medical Emergency Center, specializing in cardiopulmonary pathology. My published papers have won international awards. Now that the person is gone, can't you let him pass away peacefully?" The doctor's face darkened.
"Is this kid crazy? His heart is pounding like a straight line. How many needles can he use to bring it back to normal?"
"Exactly, they're here to cause trouble on purpose." A group of doctors and nurses scoffed.
Seeing Ye Xingchen continuing to work, Liu Qiang was furious: "Aren't you going to stop?"
"Shut up!" Shen Qinghe roared. "Anyone who dares to disturb this gentleman's rescue efforts will be killed without mercy."
"Yes, Master Chen." A large group of people stepped forward, and the sight of them immediately frightened Liu Qiang away.
"Fine, fine, where did this wild brat come from? You think you're so high and mighty? I'll see if you can really bring the dead back to life." Helpless, Liu Qiang had no choice but to back down.
Ye Xingchen used the Nine-Bend Rejuvenating Needle to apply pressure to the pregnant woman's pulse. She was already breathing faintly, but she had lost too much blood and was now hanging by a thread.
After a moment's thought, he reached out and took out a Soul-Locking Pill. He crushed the wax seal on it with his right hand, then put it into the pregnant woman's mouth. He pressed it under her chin, and she swallowed the Soul-Locking Pill with a gulp.
"What did you feed her?" Shen Qinghe's voice trembled; he, who had long held a high position, was now extremely nervous.
"The Soul-Locking Pill—whether she can wake up depends on this step." Ye Xingchen stared intently at the pregnant woman. The Soul-Locking Pill needed time to take effect, and this period was crucial to whether the pregnant woman could survive.
"How can a dead person come back to life?" Liu Qiang and his henchmen scoffed. "Do they really think they're gods?"
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