Romantic Medical Immortal

The five people pulled on Yang Cheng together, trying to lift him, but he stood firm like a rock, unmovable.

The people in the yard were dumbfounded. Although the kid looked quite tall and sturdy, surely not to the point where five people couldn’t move him?

Yang Cheng smiled slightly, activated the True Qi in his body, and the five were instantly bounced away like balloons, landing clumsily on the ground.

"I said, I’m here to heal, not to cause trouble."

Yang Cheng looked at Elder Lan, sneering, "You’re not even part of the Jiang Family, what right do you have to drive me away?"

Elder Lan’s face went blue and then white, but before he could say anything, footsteps were heard from outside the courtyard.

Everyone turned to look. A man in his fifties walked in with large strides. He had a resolute face, though his brows showed a bit of fatigue. He was the Family Head of the Jiang Family, Jiang Heping.

Not knowing what had just transpired in the courtyard, he first bowed to everyone, then sincerely said, "Thank you all for coming to treat my daughter, regardless of the outcome, the Jiang Family will reward you generously."

As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Lan quickly said, "Patriarch Jiang, we are all renowned doctors from around the place. That kid is just a self-taught nobody and not worthy to stand with us. If you want us to help, then drive him out immediately to not insult our status!"

"That’s right! If this kid stays, we leave!"

The others immediately chimed in. They considered themselves high and mighty, unwilling to compete alongside such a minor character, deeming it beneath them.

Jiang Heping looked bewildered, and his butler promptly stepped forward, "That doctor was recommended by Elder Qin."

"You are Yang Cheng?"

He scrutinized Yang Cheng up and down, his eyes full of surprise. He’d heard Elder Qin lavishly praise this Yang Cheng as unmatched, with remarkable medical skills, but didn’t expect him to be such a young fellow.

"That’s me."

Meeting his eyes, Yang Cheng calmly said, "Though I’m not absolutely certain of curing Miss Jiang, I can tell you that if I can’t, then there’s no one in the world who can cure your daughter."

Such boastful words stirred up a storm among the doctors present.

"Arrogant! So arrogant!"

"Patriarch Jiang, this kid is clearly just trying to make a scene!"

"We’ve been practicing medicine for decades and don’t dare to boast like that. Who does this young punk think he is?"

Jiang Heping raised his hand, silencing the crowd, and intensely gazed at Yang Cheng, "Young man, do you know that my daughter’s illness has had no less than twenty acclaimed doctors try, all helpless. Do you really have a way to cure her?"

"I need to see the patient first to know if there’s a way, but even if I can’t truly cure her, I’ll do my best to extend her life."

Yang Cheng paused, looked up at Jiang Heping, and said each word clearly, "Patriarch Jiang, you released news about the Sun Essence Gold to attract famous doctors not just to save your daughter but let me try."

"No way! Why should you go first? If you worsen Miss Jiang’s condition, it will make it harder for us to treat her!"

Chen Dingzhong immediately voiced his objection.

Even though he didn’t think highly of Yang Cheng’s medical ability, the young man’s confident demeanor made him oddly nervous. What if he miraculously cured Miss Jiang? Wouldn’t their trip be in vain then?

Yang Cheng chuckled softly, "In that case, you go first."

"I..."

Chen Dingzhong hesitated. He didn’t want Yang Cheng to go first but equally didn’t want to go himself and risk being the first loser, which would be a bit embarrassing.

"Are you scared?"

Yang Cheng raised an eyebrow, laced his tone with ridicule.

Hearing this, Chen Dingzhong was instantly provoked and shouted, "Ridiculous! I’m a renowned doctor in Linzhou. What’s there to be afraid of? I’ll go first!"

"Please, Dr. Chen, follow me inside."

Jiang Heping immediately invited Chen Dingzhong to enter.

With everyone’s eyes on him, backing down was impossible, so he had to muster his courage and go in.

Soon enough, Chen Dingzhong was brought out, sweat covering his forehead, his eyes somewhat vacant as if shocked.

"Dr. Chen, how was it? Did Miss Jiang recover?"

Everyone crowded around, eager to ask about the situation.

Chen Dingzhong shook his head, his voice trembling, "Miss Jiang’s condition is just too strange, I’m utterly powerless."

"What’s the situation? Tell us first; cooperation might yield a treatment method. If I succeed, you can have a third of the reward."

Everyone sought to extract useful information from Chen Dingzhong, but his face turned pale, words on the tip of his tongue.

Observing him, Yang Cheng roughly guessed that Miss Jiang’s illness was severe. After contemplating, he activated his X-ray Vision and looked inside the house.

On the bed lay a frail girl. Her skin was snow-white, almost frighteningly so, with veins clearly visible. She seemed so fragile that a sneeze might cause her to break a bone.

Her face was delicate, features beautifully drawn. Despite being overly thin, her exquisite contour was apparent. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes, revealing pupils of an eerie red.

Just then, the second doctor volunteered to enter, only to emerge within ten minutes, sweating profusely and in a similarly startled state as Chen Dingzhong.

Yang Cheng discovered a strange force fluctuation within Miss Jiang’s body, which overwhelmed the ordinary doctors entering, disrupting their ability to think clearly or treat her.

While Yang Cheng was pondering, a disciple next to Elder Lan approached, showing Cheng Qiyue a gentle smile, "Hello, beautiful lady. I am Jin Peng, Elder Lan’s foremost disciple. May I have the pleasure of getting to know you?"

Cheng Qiyue maintained a composed demeanor, nodding politely, "Hello."

"There aren’t many young, pretty female doctors like you, but perhaps you lack some opportunities. I can recommend you to study with Elder Lan."

Before Jin Peng finished speaking, Cheng Qiyue said, "I’m not a doctor, just Yang Cheng’s bodyguard."

"You’re a bodyguard? How is that possible?"

Everyone curiously looked at Cheng Qiyue. Her curvaceous figure, firm eyes, and beautiful face suggested she should be a celebrity, not a bodyguard.

"No kidding! If you’re really a bodyguard, how about I hire you?"

Jin Peng displayed a lecherous expression, his gaze instinctively falling on her ample bosom.

This time Cheng Qiyue couldn’t hold it any longer. She frowned slightly and slapped the man.

The ’slap’ was so loud that it drew astonished looks from everyone.

Cheng Qiyue coldly said, "Get lost!"

"You... you dare hit me!"

Jin Peng covered his face, full of rage and ferocity.