Chapter 116 A single move was already at the pinnacle of human skill.



Ye Qiu was stunned!

Just as Song Siyu had said, this old man was indeed incredibly shrewd.

He really didn't expect that Song Weixiong would figure out who he was so quickly.

Even now, seeing Song Weixiong bow, Song Dazhi, Song Daming, and the others still haven't reacted.

"Dad, what are you doing? He's our daughter's boyfriend, why are you bowing to him?"

Lu Qing said hurriedly.

"What do you know? Do you even know who he is?" Song Weixiong shouted. "His name isn't Ye Dong. It's just a name that Young Master Ye probably made up because he didn't want to be too high-profile."

Young Master Ye's real name should be Ye Qiu. The King of Zhongbei was killed by Young Master Ye.

boom.

Upon hearing these words, Song Daming and the others finally realized what was happening, and a chill ran from their abdomens straight to the top of their heads.

"How did the old man recognize me? Had he seen my photo?"

Ye Qiu asked.

“No, not at all,” Song Weixiong said. “You said you came from Qianzhou, and your cultivation level is far above Song Dazhi’s. If we take all the factors into account, it’s not hard to guess.”

Because let alone Qianzhou, even in the entire North China region, people your age, or even ten or twenty years older than you, may not be able to reach the Grandmaster realm.

But your true level isn't that of a grandmaster, but a great grandmaster.

Grandmaster?

Ye Qiu smiled.

Now, he should be the God of War!

But Ye Qiu didn't say it out loud, and laughed, "It's just good luck, nothing to mention. By the way, since Siyu and I are dating, you are my elder, so you don't need to be too polite with me."

"Haha, then I'll take the liberty of calling you Xiao Qiu?"

"Okay." Ye Qiu nodded.

It was just a form of address; Ye Qiu didn't care.

"Hehe, you can call me Loach too," Song Siyu said with a coquettish smile.

"Hmm? Itchy skin?"

Ye Qiu turned his head and glanced at Song Siyu.

Song Siyu stuck out her tongue and said in a slightly timid voice, "I know I was wrong."

Mr. and Mrs. Song were somewhat bewildered to see their usually arrogant and domineering daughter so obedient in front of Ye Qiu.

Indeed, what is love in this world? It truly is a case of one thing subduing another!

After learning Ye Qiu's true identity, the couple dared not say anything more.

They even dared to kill the King of Zhongbei, and after the killing, someone secretly smoothed things over so that Ye Qiu was completely unharmed.

Anyone with a brain knows that Ye Qiu has a powerful figure behind him.

They were all very curious about just how powerful Ye Qiu's backing was, but they all tacitly refrained from asking, or daring to ask.

"Ahem... Young Master Ye, ahem... Come, have some tea."

Song Weixiong coughed and personally poured Ye Qiu a cup of tea.

"Grandpa, you're not feeling well, please sit down, don't stand."

Song Siyu said hurriedly.

"Okay, okay."

Song Weixiong slowly sat down, a broad smile on his face.

After staring at Song Weixiong for a few seconds, Ye Qiu said, "Old man, if your illness is not treated, you will not live more than half a month."

Wow.

A single word can stir up a thousand waves; one must be astonished to say something truly remarkable.

Everyone stared at Ye Qiu, wanting to criticize him, but not daring to.

After all, Ye Qiu was a ruthless character who dared to kill even the King of Zhongbei.

"Ye Qiu, you...you're talking nonsense."

Song Siyu was extremely nervous.

Ye Qiu shook his head, then asked Song Weixiong, "Have you been experiencing chest tightness, shortness of breath, and splitting headaches lately?"

"Young Master Ye, do you perhaps possess ancient medical skills?"

Song Weixiong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked.

"Yes," Ye Qiu said. "You suffered internal injuries in your early years, which were not properly treated and have now become a chronic illness, affecting the function of your internal organs, causing blood and qi to stagnate, and even frequently causing blood and qi to attack your heart. This is one of the reasons."

Secondly, you must have suffered a head injury; there are probably blood clots inside that haven't dissipated. It's truly a miracle you're still alive.

Upon hearing this, Song Weixiong was deeply shocked.

Song Dazhi and the others were also extremely shocked.

"No, can we really tell all this just by looking? Did Siyu mention it?" Lu Qing looked at Song Siyu.

But Song Siyu was also extremely shocked and hurriedly shook her head; "I didn't mention it at all."

“It seems that Young Master Ye is indeed very skilled,” Song Weixiong said. “Ancient medical techniques emphasize observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. Young Master Ye was able to accurately diagnose my illness simply by observing. He is truly remarkable.”

Unfortunately, my illness is so severe that it's difficult to treat. I've been to all the top hospitals in the world, but they can't cure it.

"Very well, life and death are predestined. I've lived to be eighty-three, that's enough."

Upon hearing the old man's words, Song Daming and the others fell silent.

They were all aware of the old man's condition; he was indeed waiting to die.

Ye Qiu smiled and said softly, "The reason you can't be cured is because you haven't met me. Once you meet me, I can easily resolve your problem."

"Huh?" Song Weixiong exclaimed in astonishment; "Young Master Ye, can you really resolve this?"

"Yes." Ye Qiu turned to Song Siyu and said, "Siyu, I lost my silver needles. Go outside and buy me some good ones."

"Okay, I...I'll go right away."

Song Siyu didn't hesitate at all, trusting Ye Qiu completely and unconditionally.

"Grandpa, let's go to the bathroom. I'll help you take a bath and give you a massage to relax," Ye Qiu said.

"well."

Song Weixiong did not hesitate and immediately cooperated.

He knows the extent of his illness, and now he's doing it with the mentality of "trying anything, even if it's a long shot."

After Ye Qiu helped the old man into the bathroom, Lu Qing whispered, "Husband, Second Uncle, do you think this is a reliable plan? The old man has been sick for over ten years, and now he's terminally ill. What if it can't be cured and... what if it happens to him?"

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