Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1136 - 1061: Private Villa

"What?"

Dean Guo immediately shouted, feeling utterly furious, not only had this one patient taken some useless elixir, but the other two had taken it as well.

"Dr. Hou, do you know what you’re doing? If anything happens to these patients, you’ll be fully responsible!"

Dean Guo said angrily. In his eyes, Dr. Hou was simply crazy to believe that such an elixir could cure illness.

"He doesn’t need to be responsible, we can handle the responsibility ourselves. I trust the Divine Doctor!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man who had been silent spoke forcefully, willing to believe in Ye Qingfeng not just because he had seen firsthand how Ye Qingfeng cured Zhao Zhiruo.

But also because of the young man’s aura, which gave him a feeling of being very trustworthy. Although he was cold and domineering, the middle-aged man knew that such a person was truly capable.

"Yes, I also trust the Divine Doctor. Whatever happens, we’ll take responsibility ourselves!" the fat man shouted.

He had offended Ye Qingfeng before and now wanted desperately to curry favor.

Dean Guo’s expression changed. He never expected so many patients to speak up for this swindler; what love potion did he use on them?

"Let’s go." Ye Qingfeng said flatly.

He had already stayed long enough, and what came next had nothing to do with the young nurse. Ye Qingfeng considered it to be a return favor.

"No, you can’t leave. You absolutely can’t leave until the test results for these people come out! If you leave, who will be responsible if anything happens?"

Dean Guo stepped forward to block Ye Qingfeng directly. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Qingfeng’s gaze turned slightly cold. He had been delayed here for quite some time and had no mind for idle chit-chat.

Take responsibility?

How many people in this world dare to hold Ye Qingfeng responsible? Even if his medicine had a problem, so what? If he were in a foul mood, he would not hesitate to kill anyone.

If it weren’t for Zhao Zhiruo, Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t possibly save these people, even if the medicine was worthless to him.

For him, Zhao Zhiruo’s satisfaction was far more important than these people’s lives.

"Why is this Dean so bothersome? We already said we don’t want him or the hospital to bear responsibility. We’ll handle the consequences ourselves!" the fat man said immediately.

Dean Guo still wanted to say a few more words when suddenly his back felt a chilling sensation, as if shrouded in a murderous aura.

This feeling was so mysterious that unless he experienced it personally, Dean Guo would never believe in such a thing as murderous intent, but he indeed felt it.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw Bu Fan’s gaze; how frightening was this child’s gaze? Dean Guo saw this delicate swindler shielding the child with one hand.

Dean Guo’s heart jolted; if not for that hand, perhaps the child would have acted already.

Dean Guo’s heart trembled slightly as he hurriedly stepped aside, almost unable to believe he had been frightened by a child’s gaze.

Ye Qingfeng ignored Dean Guo and walked straight out, followed by a group of people behind him.

As they passed by Dean Guo, Ye Bufan’s cold gaze sent a shiver down Dean Guo’s spine.

"Divine Doctor, please wait a moment."

Ye Qingfeng’s group reached the entrance of the inpatient building when a voice called out from behind; naturally, Ye Qingfeng’s Divine Sense detected that it was the young Dr. Hou from earlier.

Su Qiong and Zhao Zhiruo were surprised to see Dr. Hou running after them and found it amusing that this same Dr. Hou had once thought Ye Qingfeng a swindler, yet now called him the Divine Doctor.

If their Dean heard this, he would surely be angry again.

"What’s the matter?" Ye Qingfeng asked directly.

"Divine Doctor, let me leave my contact information. I am very interested in your elixir. Of course, rest assured, I’m not coveting your Elixir Recipe. I just hope your elixir can save more people."

Dr. Hou also noticed Ye Qingfeng’s indifferent nature, so he hurriedly explained.

"Not interested," Ye Qingfeng said coldly, turning to leave as soon as he finished speaking.

"Divine Doctor, I know your elixir must not be easy to make, but you can raise the price! As long as you can sell it, it can save more people, which is a great deed!" Dr. Hou said excitedly.

Ye Qingfeng turned back and stared at Dr. Hou, saying, "This elixir is very easy to make, and the cost is cheap, but I have no interest, nor will I save these people."

After saying that, Ye Qingfeng turned and walked away.

"What do other people’s lives in this world have to do with me?"

Ye Qingfeng’s words floated back, leaving Dr. Hou dumbfounded; how could there be such a person in the world?

Once outside Datong Hospital, Zhao Zhiruo asked, "Ye Qingfeng, where are we going now?"

"Let’s find a hotel and stay there for now. I have a little something to do," Ye Qingfeng replied, planning to activate Zhao Zhiruo’s Innate Spiritual Body.

"Then how about my place?" Su Qiong immediately suggested.

"Your place?" Ye Qingfeng frowning slightly, shook his head. "Forget it, too many people at your place, it’s inconvenient."

"No, my dad recently bought me a villa as a birthday gift. I live there alone now," Su Qiong quickly explained.

Actually, she didn’t know why this villa, which was her private property, wasn’t mentioned to anyone else besides Zhao Zhiruo, as she didn’t like others disturbing her there.

Yet now she wanted Ye Qingfeng and Zhao Zhiruo to go to her villa, hence she mentioned it.

"Alright, let’s go to Su Qiong’s place."

Ye Qingfeng didn’t hesitate and made the decision. Activating Zhao Zhiruo’s Innate Spiritual Body involved some trouble; a hotel wouldn’t be convenient.

Su Qiong’s villa was beautiful; her father was indeed generous, gifting a massive villa with an expansive garden and a rooftop pool.

Yet Ye Qingfeng had no intention of enjoying any of this luxury; he was there solely to help Zhao Zhiruo activate her Innate Spiritual Body.

Su Qiong excitedly showed Zhao Zhiruo around her villa, while Ye Qingfeng wasn’t in any hurry. As long as Zhao Zhiruo was happy, he had the patience for it.

Su Qiong’s villa was in a good location, situated at a high point, and from the rooftop, Ye Qingfeng could overlook a large part of Yanjing.

The wind blew, rustling Ye Qingfeng’s white shirt and messing his black hair, giving him an untamed appearance.

As he gazed into the distance, his mind unexpectedly cleared, feeling incredibly comfortable; indeed, Ye Qingfeng had been pushing hard to pursue cultivation, feeling somewhat bottled up and tired.

The two girls watched Ye Qingfeng standing at the edge of the rooftop, dressed in a white shirt, tall and lean, his clothes and black hair dancing in the wind.