Chapter 252: Tortoise Breath Technique

n said. "If I'm not mistaken, your illness is entirely a consequence of practicing a cultivation method that wasn't suitable for you."Sima Wei's expression changed drastically, "How did you know""I'm...The middle-aged woman cried out again, "What else is there to say You killed my husband!"

After she finished speaking, tears streamed down her face as she sobbed: "Husband, you died so tragically. You were only 45 years old and killed by this quack doctor! What will I do after you're gone"

Ye Bufan said calmly, "The prescription I spoke of was mine, but I never said that it was the one that killed them."

A middle-aged woman shouted, "My husband is right here. It's still the medicine you prescribed. What else can you deny"

Cao Xinghua strode over, placing his hand on the middle-aged man's wrist. His face quickly turned ashen. The man had no pulse and was icy cold, devoid of any body heat - he was truly dead.

He turned his head and whispered, “Senior brother, this person is truly dead.”

Although her voice was low, the middle-aged woman still heard her. She immediately shouted, "Did you see Your doctor confirmed my husband is dead! Today, you must pay for it!"

Turning back to the young men, he shouted, "Come on, all of you! Smash this murderous clinic to pieces!"

"I dare anyone to try!"

Tang Kui and others stood defiantly in front of those people. If they hadn't felt guilty, they probably would have attacked them.

"You're nowhere near capable of destroying my clinic!"

Ye Bufan said, "Your man is not dead at all. I can bring him back right now."

The middle-aged woman's expression changed slightly, "Impossible, your old doctor has confirmed it, my husband is dead, how could a dead person come back to life"

Ye Bufan took out a silver needle and said, “Don’t worry, I can just bring him back to life with one prick.”

"No, my husband is already dead. I won't let you torment his body anymore."

A middle-aged woman stood in front of the stretcher, her words laced with the aura of a warrior.

He Pengfei noticed something was amiss and stepped forward, saying, "Get out of the way quickly, don't interfere with Ye Ye's treatment."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the middle-aged woman's wrist. Based on his previous experience, the woman should have been weak and easy to take down.

To his surprise, this time was different from the last. The middle-aged woman flipped her wrist and unexpectedly grabbed He Pengfei's hand. With a tug and a shove, He Pengfei's body flew out, crashing against the wall behind him with a loud bang.

This is a warrior, unmistakably.

Tang Kui and others were furious and rushed up together, but even all of them combined were no match for this middle-aged woman. They were quickly knocked back one after another.

Ye Bufan looked at the middle-aged woman with a slight smile, "A yellow rank mid-stage martial artist, actually dared to run to my place and act wild."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and the silver needle in his hand shot out silently, disappearing into the woman's chest at the膻zhong acupoint.

The woman had been arrogant, but after her acupoints were sealed, she immediately stood there like a wax figure, unable to move even a finger.

"Beat her!"

Tang Kui and his men were not upright people to begin with. After being beaten up, they were full of anger and immediately rushed up to punch and kick the woman.

Ye Bufan ignored them and took out another silver needle, walking towards the middle-aged man on the stretcher.

Those few young men wanted to stop him, but they were sent flying by He Pengfei with three punches and two kicks. They were just ordinary young men, not warriors at all, so how could they withstand it.

Ye Bufan stood before the young man, a playful smile on his face. "I'll give you one last chance," he said. "I'll count to three, and if you don't get up, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

People around him looked bewildered, nodding and whispering to each other.

"Doctor Ye, what is he doing Why is he talking to the dead"

"I don't know, maybe that person isn't dead yet..."

"How is that possible Mr. Cao just checked his pulse and confirmed he was dead."

And that middle-aged man remained motionless on the ground, truly as if he were dead.

"If you don't take the chance, then bear the consequences."

Ye Bufan spoke, his wrist flicking, the silver needle shot into the middle-aged man's dantian point with a whoosh.

"Oh!"

The silver needle went in, and the middle-aged man screamed, jumping up from the ground with a start. The people around him scattered in fright, thinking he was coming back to life.

"My God, he's risen from the dead, run!"

"What a fake death, didn't Dr. Ye say, this guy wasn't dead before, he was pretending to be dead..."

"My goodness, this guy is so good at acting. He even fooled Old Mr. Cao. Dr. Ye is truly amazing..."

"Of course, haven't you all heard that Mr. Cao calls Dr. Ye "senior brother" His medical skills are truly exceptional..."

That man reached out and pulled the silver needle from his abdomen. His face was a complex mixture of emotions—anger mixed with shock. He cried out, "You... what did you do to me"

"A martial artist at the pinnacle of the Huangjie Grand Perfection realm, using the Tortoise Breath Technique to feign death in front of me. Someone like you is utterly unfit to be a warrior, so I shall make you an ordinary person."

The middle-aged man felt his dantian was empty, devoid of true qi. The power he once possessed had vanished. He roared angrily, "You dare to cripple my cultivation!"

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, "Since you dare to come looking for trouble with me, why would I be afraid to ruin your cultivation Not taking your life is already being generous."

"I'm going all out with you!"

The middle-aged man charged towards Ye Bufan, but alas, he had no trace of true qi left. He was kicked away by He Pengfei before he even got close.

These people clearly took money to do this. Ye Bufan was too lazy to ask them anything, so he waved his hand and said: "Alright, break their limbs and throw them out."

Treat people according to how they treat you. The previous two waves were ordinary people, and he handed them over to the security office. These two are warriors, so let's settle this according to the rules of martial arts.

As there were many people here, Tang Kui and the others did not directly attack. They dragged the middle-aged man and woman out of Xinglin Garden.

Ye Bufan was just about to go back to continue his treatment when a few abrupt applause sounded from outside the crowd, "I didn't expect you to still have some skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jolena walked in from outside.

Eight black-suited bodyguards and a thin, middle-aged man in gray stood beside her.

Ye Bufan glanced back at her, "Quite punctual. Today's the 7th day after your man fell ill. The pain should have spread throughout his body by now, every touch feels like a knife carving into him, he'd rather be dead."

If I'm not mistaken, you should have already been to the imperial capital and sought out the master Chinese medicine practitioners of China, but they still haven't found a way to cure it. At best, they can only help alleviate the pain.

Jolena's expression changed slightly. Ye Bufan was right about everything. Gao Jiajun went to the capital and hired several well-known masters at a high price.

But these people, like Lin Pingtao, could only relieve his pain and not completely eradicate it.

This morning is the 7th day. Gao Jiajun's previous abdominal pain and chest pain quickly spread throughout his body, and the pain was unbearable. Even a light touch with his finger felt like being cut by a knife.

Thinking back to what Ye Bufan had said before, Gao Jiajun felt a chill run down his spine. The first two sentences had already come true: chest pain for three days, spreading throughout the body for seven days, and then blood coughed up on the tenth day. In half a month, he would bleed from all seven orifices and die.

He dared not try to verify the tenth day's blood-coughing, and hurriedly asked Joanna to come over and call a doctor.uch a high-end place and book such a large private room," said Ye Bufan."You're my boss, I have to please you." An Yimo smiled. "Just kidding, you've helped me so much, treating you to a meal can't be...