"It's all your fault, a quack! That's why my daughter is critically ill!"

As she spoke, the woman's eyes were spitting fire, and she rushed towards Ye Mo with her teeth and claws bared.

"Honey! Don't be rude to Mr. Ye!"

Huang Youtao quickly grabbed the woman's arm.

This person is Huang Youtao's wife, Xie He.

"Don't stop me!"

Xie He kept struggling and pointed at Ye Mo:

"Police, catch him quickly!"

"Sir, did you treat the girl in the ward before?"

The policeman walked up to Ye Mo.

"it's me."

"Then do you have a medical qualification certificate?" the policeman asked again.

"No." Ye Mo said.

"If not, then please come with us to the police station. It is illegal to treat patients without a medical qualification certificate." As he said that, the policeman took out the cold handcuffs.

Ye Mo frowned.

"Comrade police, please wait a moment." Huang Youtao's expression changed slightly and he smiled quickly:

"I am Huang Youtao. This Mr. Ye has indeed stabilized my daughter's condition. If you want to arrest him, can you wait a moment? My daughter's condition has worsened again now."

"Huang Youtao?"

The policeman glanced at Huang Youtao, as if he had thought of something, and finally nodded: "Okay."

"Huang Youtao, is there something wrong with your brain? This Ye Mo is a quack doctor! Is it possible that you still want him to treat our daughter?"

"Look at him, he's dressed for less than 200 yuan! He's just a street vendor! If he really has medical skills, how can he wear such cheap clothes?"

"This Ye Mo is a low-level figure in society and a charlatan!"

Xie He immediately screamed loudly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Snapped!

As soon as she finished speaking, she slapped Xie He hard on the face.

"you shut up!"

Huang Youtao stared at Xie He angrily:

"Yue'er had a car accident. Don't I want her to be safe?"

"Mr. Ye, Yue'er's injury has been stabilized at the hospital. If you, a shrew, hadn't pulled out the silver needles randomly, Yue'er would have been critically ill?"

"From now on, I will handle everything. If you dare to say another word, I will divorce you immediately!"

"Divorce...you actually want to divorce me..."

Xie He covered his face and began to sob more, but he did not dare to speak any more.

As Huang Youtao's wife, she lives the life of a rich wife, playing mahjong every day, raising cats, and drinking afternoon tea. It's very nourishing. How many people envy her?

If she gets divorced, this life will leave her.

The price was too high and Xie He couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Ye, you are ignorant and humble, please forgive me."

Huang Youtao smiled apologetically at Ye Mo.

"It doesn't matter."

Ye Mo waved his hand and didn't care about it.

"Mr. Ye, can Yue'er's condition be saved?" Huang Youtao asked hesitantly.

"It should be okay." Ye Mo looked thoughtful and nodded immediately.

Now Huang Yue'er's condition has just worsened, and there is still hope. If it is delayed any longer, she may really die.

"That's good. Please take action quickly, Mr. Ye. As long as Yue'er is cured, I can agree to any conditions." Huang Youtao couldn't wait.

"good."

Ye Mo didn't refuse.

First, Ye Mo is a doctor himself, and treating diseases and saving people is the right thing to do in his opinion.

The second is that Ye Mo practices the "Qihuang Heart Sutra". As long as he saves people, he can speed up his practice.

Treating Huang Yue'er would only bring benefits to Ye Mo, but no harm.

He took out his silver needle and prepared to save people.

"Mr. Song is here!"

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.

"Divine Doctor Song?"

Huang Youtao was stunned.

"Miracle Doctor Song is here! Yue'er can be saved!"

Xie He's eyes lit up, surprised and excited.

In the hospital corridor, an old man wearing a white robe and white hair and beard walked towards him.

Although the old man's face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are bright and energetic, and he looks like a fairy.

"Why is Divine Doctor Song here? I called just now and he said he was not available to treat Yue'er!" Huang Youtao was surprised.

"Humph, Huang Youtao, just because you can't invite Divine Doctor Song doesn't mean I can't invite him!"

Xie He's face was full of pride: "I won't hide it from you. Two days ago at the auction, I took a picture of the Spring River and the Moon by Saint Wu Dao and gave it to Divine Doctor Song. Only then did Divine Doctor Song agree to come and help."

"good!"

Huang Youtao clapped his hands and applauded: "The miracle doctor Song is here, Yue'er will be saved!"

"Huang Youtao has met Divine Doctor Song!"

Huang Youtao immediately stepped forward and bowed to Dr. Song.

Song Qingsong is the number one miracle doctor in Haicheng and must be treated with respect.

Moreover, Song Qingsong's patients were either high-ranking officials or wealthy businessmen. There were even rumors that all Haicheng's patients were Song Qingsong's patients.

That is the big shot who stands at the top of the power core of Haicheng!

Even Huang Youtao is afraid of this kind of relationship.

"Don't be polite. I already know your condition and will go get treatment now."

Song Qingsong had no expression on his face, spoke calmly, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the ward without any hesitation.

"Exalt, this is an expert!"

Huang Youtao couldn't help but gestured with his thumbs. At this moment, he had already forgotten Ye Mo.

"Huh? Who is he?"

Song Qingsong walked to the door of the ward and suddenly saw a young man next to him holding a silver needle, and his footsteps immediately stopped.

Huang Youtao then remembered Ye Mo and quickly stepped forward to introduce:

"Divine Doctor Song, this is Mr. Ye Moye. He has great medical skills. I invited him to treat Yue'er."

"Do you have great medical skills?"

Song Qingsong sneered at Ye Mo: "Looking at the silver needle in your hand, you must also be a Chinese medicine practitioner. Chinese medicine emphasizes living until you are old and learning until you are old. How can you, a yellow-haired kid, be capable of medical skills at such a young age?"

Character?"

"You have learned a little bit, and then you show off and embarrass the Chinese medicine practitioners. Your medical skills can probably cure patients with fevers, colds, vomiting and diarrhea, and serious illnesses like Huang Yue'er. You are not that good."

After saying that, Song Qingsong stepped into the ward.

"Mr. Ye, Divine Doctor Song has an upright character, please don't take it to heart."

Huang Youtao apologized, thinking that what Doctor Song said was too hurtful.

"Hmph, Divine Doctor Song is just telling the truth. This Ye Mo is a charlatan. His medical skills cannot even be matched by one finger of Divine Doctor Song." Xie He's face was full of contempt.

Ye Mo was not angry and said calmly:

"Since Divine Doctor Song has gone to treat Miss Huang, I will go back first."

"Go back? Huang Maoer, do you have a mental problem?" Song Qingsong's voice came slowly:

"I am the number one miracle doctor in Haicheng. I am here today to perform acupuncture to save people. Instead of keeping your eyes open, observing and learning, you want to go back?"

"If you can learn even a little bit of my acupuncture technique, you will be able to benefit from it throughout your life."

"After the observation, if you can tell me something mysterious about my acupuncture technique, I will be in a good mood, and I will make an exception and accept you as a registered disciple."

"Divine Doctor Song allows you to observe the acupuncture technique. Mr. Ye, this is the great luck of the sky. You must make good use of it!" Huang Youtao reminded quickly.

In his opinion, even if Ye Mo's medical skills are good, there is still a big gap compared to Divine Doctor Song.

"Okay, I'll watch and observe." Ye Mo nodded.
Chapter completed!