"Director, this operation was very successful. The patient's health status is very stable!"
The same nurse brought completely different news from before. Sun Weiting's operation was successful, instead of rejection, shock, or even a critical illness notice.
"Old man, you heard it, the operation was successful, our son is fine!"
Aunt Sun held Grandpa Sun's hand, she was extremely excited, and her eyes were filled with tears of joy.
Although Grandpa Sun didn't say much, his clenched hands slowly loosened, as if a mountain had been lifted off his shoulders.
"Master Ye, the operation was successful. Do you have any instructions?"
Lu Liang stood next to Ye Feng. His voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it.
The boss really doesn't like you asking for his opinion on every little thing, but that's when there's no one else around.
But if you ask in this situation, it is obvious that you are giving face to the leader and letting him show off in front of others. The leader will be secretly happy behind the scenes. Isn't this flattery?
Ye Feng regained consciousness a little, but his mind was still blank:
"I'm going to check on the patient's current condition now. Please remember to make proper arrangements and provide the best care possible."
Upon hearing this, Lu Liang quickly agreed. It was quite funny to see an elderly man over fifty years old nodding and bowing in front of a young man under twenty years old.
In the ward, the anesthetic on Sun Weiting had not yet worn off, but the bedside was already full of people.
Ye Feng looked at the towel that Sun Weiting mentioned, which was exactly the same as the one in his memory. His memory matched completely.
Perhaps because of Lu Liang's instructions, the doctor was anxious to send Sun Weiting back to the ward after the operation, and did not even notice that there was a towel stuffed in his mouth.
The immortal who calls himself Taoist is quite interesting. Doesn’t he know that there is such a thing as anesthetic?
What's the point of stuffing a towel in there?
Hmm? It seems the anesthetic only makes the patient feel nothing at the moment, but once the anesthetic wears off, won't it...
Ye Feng mourned for Sun Weiting in his heart for three seconds and stopped looking at him.
When memory and reality overlapped, Ye Feng was certain that everything that had just happened was true, and that there really were immortals and gods in this world. The door to this new world had been opened for him, waiting for him to discover.
Oh, that’s not right. According to the setting in the novel, a secular family as big as the Ye family must have more or less connections with those immortal cultivation sects. Why didn’t Ye Nanxing’s old master tell him about this?
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Ye Feng's head. In order to verify it, Ye Feng said goodbye to Aunt Sun and Ma Yudie, asked Lu Liang to take care of the Sun family, and then left quickly while the hospital leaders looked at each other in confusion.
If there really are immortal cultivators in this world, then what Ye Nanxing said on the tablet he gave him is true. As long as he goes to the Lu family to test it out, all problems will be solved.
Once the Lu family has a cultivator, the Ye family, which is more powerful than the Lu family, will probably have an even more terrifying foundation, and the truth of this world will be completely revealed to him.
Why are the noble families able to stand firm and protect the wealth accumulated by their ancestors over thousands of years? It is because there are immortal cultivators behind them to protect them!
Ye Feng's pace suddenly slowed down. What reason did he have to test it? If he asked directly, his identity as the so-called young master of the Ye family would probably become a laughing stock.
The young master of the Ye family, one of the four major families in Kyoto, actually didn't know about this kind of thing. His real information might be found out by someone with ulterior motives. How could this young master of the Ye family bring bad luck to the Ye family?
Ask Ye Nanxing directly?
Ye Feng didn't dare to guarantee whether Ye Nanxing would hide something from him, or he was not sure whether he was a pawn in the hands of a huge family like the Ye family.
A chess piece must have the awareness of being a chess piece, and he must know clearly what he should and should not ask.
"Forget it. I'm just an ordinary person. They can use me as a pawn, so let them. Anyway, I'm living a good life now with the help of my identity as the young master of the Ye family."
Ye Feng said self-deprecatingly that he should be a chess piece, a chess piece that had no control over his fate, and how could an ordinary person resist such a noble family?
He just wants his family to live a good life now. He doesn't care what the Ye family thinks. He can't escape, so it is enough for him to settle his family.
Ye Feng's current mentality is quite tragic, as if "the hero will never return", and he is thinking about arranging his own funeral.
Xu Yanxin, who was hiding in the nearby void, twitched the corners of his mouth and his old face twitched violently. Did this young master have any misunderstandings about the Ye family?
Please don’t talk nonsense about who is the chess piece and who is the chess player. The Ye family is in a difficult situation!
If you keep maintaining this mentality, won't the head of the family beat you to death if he finds out?
Xu Yanxin groaned in her heart, but she also had to find a way to make Ye Feng accept the fact that he was really the young master of the Ye family, instead of letting his imagination run wild all day long.
Ye Feng thought a lot and gave up the urge to go to the Lu family to find out the truth and ask Ye Nanxing directly. He decided to follow the instructions of the voice in his head to find the golden phoenix hairpin.
The voice should be from someone who calls himself Dao Ye. In his impression, he can control the river of time.
Even according to the settings in the novel, these people are probably the top group of people in the grand world view.
You thought it was just three spoonfuls of sugar that would entangle your mother.
Ye Feng looked back at the two attendants who were still following him. After sending them away, he felt a little relieved. Finally, no one from the Ye family was left.
Night gradually enveloped Jiangcheng, leaving only a faint light in the sky that remained. After struggling for a moment, it was still swallowed by the darkness.
Ye Feng walked aimlessly on the street, as if he was back to that night in Kyoto.
The difference is that he is unfamiliar with Kyoto, but Jiangcheng is where he grew up, so the familiarity does not make him panic.
"Fengzi, are you calling me to treat me to a meal?"
Ye Feng listened to his friend Jiang Jie's voice on the phone, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little. He laughed and scolded:
"You just ask me to treat you to a meal all day long, so please come out first."
"Is it true? You've made a fortune, and you're so happy?"
A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone, wondering:
"Fengzi, I wonder if something happened to you, or if you were kept by a rich woman and are planning to support me."
"Go get kept by someone, are you going to come out?"
"If you treat me, I'll go even if I skip class."
I hung up the phone and sent the address. I'll decide what to eat when we meet up. We don't have a plan yet. We'll have one only after we get together.
Jiang Jie was one of his best friends in high school and also studied in Jiangcheng. Coincidentally, he and Ma Yudie were in the same university: Jiangcheng University of Technology.
When they were in high school, they liked to hang out, treat each other to meals, and chat...
Those were the days I really missed, but there were no longer four of us, only the two brothers were left.
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