The Miracle Doctor Comes Down the Mountain: CEO's Wife, Please Respect Yourself

"Tianhai Divine Doctor, Ghost Hand's eldest disciple?"

Linghu Yuan was surprised at first, then snorted coldly.

"Zhuang Yan, do you think that with Mr. Gao's status, he has never been to Tianhai to seek medical treatment?"

"Let me tell you, a few years ago, I secretly went to Tianhai and accompanied Mr. Gao to see another miracle doctor in Tianhai."

"Unfortunately, even that saintly doctor was powerless to cure Elder Gao's illness."

"Even the Saint Doctor couldn't cure Elder Gao's illness. Do you think Ghost Hand, who is as famous as him, or even Ghost Hand's disciple, can do something about it?"

Linghu Yuan glanced at the Cangsong tree behind Zhuang Yan and said.

He wasn't lying.

A few years ago, he did go to Tianhai with Mr. Gao, trying to find the two great doctors in Tianhai to treat Mr. Gao.

Because Guishou was not in Tianhai at that time, Mr. Gao finally only looked for the Holy Doctor.

After hearing that even the saintly doctor couldn't cure it and even had difficulty diagnosing Mr. Gao's illness.

Old Gao and Linghu Yuan simply returned to Tengcheng.

Zhuang Yan didn't know about this.

"Linghu Yuan, just because the Saint Doctor couldn't cure Elder Gao doesn't mean the Ghost Hand can't either."

"Don't you know that compared to the Saint Doctor's orthodox medical skills, Ghost Hand's unconventional medical skills are better at treating rare and difficult diseases?"

"And Cangsong, who has inherited the true teachings of Master Ghost Hand, has already mastered eight-tenths of Ghost Hand's medical skills, and can be called Little Ghost Hand."

"If even the descendant of Master Ghost Hand can't cure Elder Gao, then tell me, who can?"

Zhuang Yan questioned Linghu Yuan.

Linghu Yuan replied, "Zhuang Yan, there's no need for you to worry too much. I've already asked Mr. Li to treat Elder Gao."

Zhuang Yan was startled. "Mr. Li? Which one?"

Then he saw Li Taiping.

"You're not talking about him, are you? What kind of wild mountain valley did he come from?"

Zhuang Yan sneered.

"Zhuang Yan, Mr. Li is a miracle doctor from Jiangcheng. His medical skills are extraordinary. How can you slander him?"

Linghu Yuan was angry.

"A miracle doctor from Jiangcheng? What kind of shabby place is Jiangcheng?"

"How can a young boy like him be called a miracle doctor?"

Zhuang Yan chuckled and turned back to ask Cangsong:

"Master Cangsong, have you ever heard of any famous miracle doctors in Jiangcheng?"

Cangsong coughed and said, "I only heard that there's a doctor named Peng Lianhai in Jiangcheng. His medical skills seem pretty good. As for the miracle doctor named Li..."

He glanced at Li Taiping and said, "Never heard of it."

"Linghu Yuan, did you hear that?"

"I think you've either been tricked by the kid or not."

"Or, this guy is the one you hired to pretend to be a miracle doctor."

Zhuang Yan said coldly.

Linghu Yuan's eyelids twitched. "Zhuang Yan, stop talking nonsense. Tell me why I hired someone to pretend to be a miracle doctor."

"why?"

Zhuang Yan chuckled and said, "Who knows, maybe you want to kill Elder Gao and take his place."

"Zhuang Yan, you are slandering me!"

Linghu Yuan was furious.

"Look, you're getting anxious. Linghu Yuan, if you don't have that intention, why are you so anxious?"

Zhuang Yan looked like he deserved a beating.

"you……!"

Linghu Yuan was so angry that his fingers were shaking.

But when he thought of Mr. Gao still lying on the hospital bed behind him, he could only suppress his anger and said:

"Okay, I won't stop you, but everything has a first come, first served order."

"I was the one who first asked Mr. Li to treat Mr. Gao, and Mr. Li has already figured out what Mr. Gao's illness is related to."

"Wait until Mr. Li finishes treating Elder Gao. If that doesn't work, it won't be too late to let Ghost Hand's disciple treat Elder Gao."

"What do you think?"

Linghu Yuan has already taken a step back.

But Zhuang Yan didn't appreciate it at all:

"That won't work."

"What if Master Cangsong could have cured Elder Gao's illness, but this brat messed up his treatment?"

“What if a disease that was once curable becomes incurable?”

Linghu Yuan was furious: "I can say the same thing to you."

Zhuang Yan laughed and said, "So, let Sister Fang make the decision."

He looked at Murong Fang: "Sister Fang, tell me, who should be treated first?"

Murong Fang looked at Cangsong and then at Li Taiping.

"Of course I..."

"I trust Ghost Hand's eldest disciple more!"

Murong Fang looked at Li Taiping with eyes still full of doubt and disdain:

"And I have the same idea as Zhuang Yan."

"Who knows if letting this Mr. Li treat Gao first will make his condition worse?"

"Master Ghost Hand is well-known, and his eldest disciple must be a good doctor."

Hearing Murong Fang say this, Zhuang Yan was immediately proud:

"Linghu Yuan, did you hear that?"

"Hurry up and get that kid behind you out of the way."

"Get out of the way."

Although Linghu Yuan was still indignant, he had no choice but to give way.

It was at this time that several people discovered that Mr. Gao had completely fainted.

"Master Cangsong, thank you for your help."

Zhuang Yan immediately said to Cangsong.

Cangsong coughed and nodded, walked to Mr. Gao's bed, and showed him his two hands.

The two hands of the pine tree are very strange.

He is obviously still a man, but his hands seem to be boneless, like a woman's hands, or even more like ghost hands.

It looks very strange and gives people chills.

"This is……?"

Murong Fang looked at Cangsong's hands, not knowing what Cangsong was going to do.

"Sister Fang, don't you know the Ghost Hand Master's unique skill, the Thirteen Hands of Ghost Gate?"

Zhuang Yan said, "Rumor has it that Master Ghost Hand rarely uses medicine when treating illnesses. He relies solely on his hands."

"Even patients with advanced cancer who only have three to five days left to live."

"Under the Ghost Gate Thirteen Hands of Master Ghost Hand, I can live for another three to five years."

"Those patients born with disabled legs can stand up again after being massaged by Master Ghost Hand."

"Not to mention those who have been poisoned or suffered internal injuries. As long as they encounter the Thirteen Hands of Ghost Gate, they can be full of life again."

"I even heard that a fish that had been dead for several days came back to life after Master Ghost Hand pressed it."

"This is a divine skill."

Magical skills?

Murong Fang was shocked and full of hope.

If it is really a magical skill, his adoptive father, Mr. Gao, can be saved.

"Mr. Li, have you ever heard of the Thirteen Hands of Hell?"

Hearing Zhuang Yan's mysterious words, Linghu Yuan couldn't help but ask Li Taiping.

Li Taiping shook his head. "I haven't heard of the Thirteen Hands of Ghost Gate, but I have heard of the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate."

The skill of speaking.

Cangsong had already stretched out his hands and started pressing down on Mr. Gao.

His hands were very fast, leaving no trace of water, and there was a strange beauty to it.

Li Taiping also discovered that Cangsong's Thirteen Ghost Gate Hands were not pressed randomly, but pressed on Mr. Gao's acupoints every time.

He nodded.

Somewhat interesting, but unfortunately...

Suddenly, Zhuang Yan exclaimed, "Look, Mr. Gao's face has improved."

Linghu Yuan looked over and found that Old Gao's complexion was indeed getting better.

He felt something in his heart. Although he hated Zhuang Yan, if Mr. Gao could really get better, he would not say much.

It would be a wasted trip for Li Taiping.

"almost."

About half an hour later, Cangsong stopped and his face was covered with sweat.

Using the Thirteen Ghost Gate Techniques took a lot of energy from him.

"Mr. Gao will wake up in ten minutes at most."

Cangsong said.

"Haha, Linghu Yuan, did you hear that?"

"This is Master Ghost Hand's disciple. He's much better than the guy behind you who's obviously a liar."

"You mean Sister Nofang?"

Zhuang Yan was very happy that once Mr. Gao recovered from his illness, he would be able to be reused.

"good."

Murong Fang nodded, then took out a banknote and threw it at Li Taiping:

"You're no longer needed here. This hundred dollars is for your travel expenses. You can leave now."

Li Taiping didn't even look at the banknotes Murong Fang threw, and said:

"I remind you that just because his complexion improves, it doesn't mean his illness is cured."

"There are still lesions in Elder Gao's body."