The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 176 Attitude Change

Qiao Yi and Zou Linlin helped Zou Wenhai onto the sofa. Watching the sleeping Zou Wenhai, his mouth still occasionally smacking and even a trace of shiny droplets hanging from the corners of his mouth, no one would believe this was the same sagacious and mighty Secretary of the Municipal Committee!

Qiao Yi couldn’t help but pinch Zou Wenhai’s nose, thinking to herself that in this moment, her husband looked incredibly adorable in his sleep. She really wanted to embrace Zou Wenhai and fall asleep in his arms.

"Chenfeng, your miraculous medical skills have amazed me time and time again! Now I realize there’s always someone better out there. I’m nothing but a tiny ant before you!"

These heartfelt words came from Zou Zedong’s depths. Having studied medicine for most of his life, he was once exceedingly confident in his own medical skills. The emergence of Ye Chenfeng had unveiled for him a whole new aspect of medical practice, making him realize his own proficiency was just the tip of the iceberg!

Ye Chenfeng, with humble gestures, replied, "Elder Zou, you’re too modest. After all, the future of Huaxia Country’s medical field still relies on you. My medical skills are not something ordinary people can learn. However, I do have quite a few of my own insights on the subject of medicine. If Elder Zou ever needs it, I would be willing to provide some guidance to the doctors at your hospital."

Although most of the time Ye Chenfeng treated patients using Soul Force, his soul, after all, came from a world five hundred years in the future. He had mastered medical skills from five hundred years later. He could certainly share many advanced medical concepts, considering it his contribution to the medical field of Huaxia Country. After all, keeping those advanced medical concepts to himself was of no use.

Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words, the old man Zou Zedong couldn’t stay composed. His wrinkled face flushed, his body trembling uncontrollably as he asked, "Chenfeng, are you serious about this? You’re not deceiving an old man like me, are you?"

If Ye Chenfeng could come to his hospital to give guidance to the doctors, the level of medical skill among his staff would surely soar. Frankly speaking, even Zou Zedong himself wanted to learn medicine from Ye Chenfeng. After all, he was a fervent medical enthusiast!

"Elder Zou, I would never jest about such matters with you. But it has to be when I’m available," Ye Chenfeng answered.

"Of course. We can’t afford to delay your own matters, Chenfeng!" said Zou Zedong, his expression beaming with joy.

Zou Linlin, listening to the conversation between Ye Chenfeng and her grandfather, couldn’t help but smile slightly, thinking, "Chenfeng, you are destined to be my man for life. Once we get married, you can teach me your medical skills one-on-one."

Daydreaming, Zou Linlin’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Ye Chenfeng’s handsome face, her heart thumping rapidly.

Half an hour later.

Zou Wenhai woke up from his deep sleep, feeling suddenly refreshed, as if all the tiredness in his body had vanished without a trace.

Ye Chenfeng approached to remove the silver needles from Zou Wenhai’s chest. Just as Zou Wenhai was about to burst out with questions, he heard the other party ask, "How was it? Did you sleep well?"

"Wen Hai, you fell asleep suddenly just now. How do you feel about your body now?" Qiao Yi promptly asked.

As the Secretary of the Municipal Committee, Zou Wenhai was quick on the uptake and quickly pieced everything together. Looking at Ye Chen in front of him, he asked, "You... You really know medical skills? Was it you who put me to sleep just now?"

Seeing his own son still doubting, Zou Zedong wished he could smack him upside the head. Ye Chenfeng had just agreed to offer guidance at his hospital, and Zou Zedong was afraid Ye Chenfeng might change his mind if displeased. He scolded irritably, "You blockhead, Chenfeng is treating you, and you still doubt him at this point?"

Zou Wenhai felt aggrieved today after being scolded by his father continuously; however, he would never dare to talk back to him.

"The reason you’ve been suffering from constant insomnia, and why medications haven’t helped, is quite simple. It’s due to your excessive fatigue. Of course, that’s not the main reason. The primary issue is that the blood vessels in your chest were blocked, causing you endless annoyance. You wanted to sleep, but you couldn’t enter a state of sleep. If this continued, it could have potentially led to a fatal collapse."

"Now, you can rest assured, I’ve cleared the blockages in the meridians of your chest. You just need to make sure to rest well from now on."

Ye Chenfeng nonchalantly recounted Zou Wenhai’s illness. Perhaps Zou Wenhai and Qiao Yi might harbor some skepticism towards Ye Chenfeng’s words. After all, dying from exhaustion due to insomnia didn’t seem a bit too far-fetched?

But Zou Zedong and Zou Linlin had no doubts at all, as both believed Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t spout nonsense; they involuntarily broke into a cold sweat.

"Aren’t you going to thank Chenfeng quickly? Have you forgotten even the basic virtue of gratitude? Not only did Chenfeng save your life, but he also saved mine during the charity dinner. He’s our family’s great benefactor!" Zou Zedong chastised Zou Wenhai.

Zou Wenhai indeed felt much lighter in his body, but he couldn’t fathom when the profligate Ye Chenfeng had acquired medical skills. Not daring to defy the intentions of Elder Master Zou, he still said, "Ye Chenfeng, thank you."

Zou Wenhai’s attitude was still somewhat chilly, but it was a little warmer than before.

"Linlin, is dinner ready? Chenfeng is a guest in our home today; surely we wouldn’t let our guest go hungry, would we?" Zou Zedong said to Qiao Yi.

"The dishes are all ready. I’ll bring them out now." Qiao Yi hurried into the kitchen.

...

At the dinner table, Ye Chenfeng didn’t consider himself an outsider at all and began to tuck in heartily. His philosophy was to feel at ease wherever he went, and since he was already at the Zou’s home, he couldn’t possibly go back hungry, right?

The more Zou Wenhai ate, the more he felt like Ye Chenfeng’s needle had rejuvenated his spirit to its state before the insomnia. He wasn’t one to be unclear about right and wrong. Lifting a glass of wine, he toasted to Ye Chenfeng more sincerely this time, "Chenfeng, thank you. I really didn’t expect you to have medical skills! Not that..."

Zou Wenhai hurriedly stopped himself; he almost blurted out, ’Aren’t you supposed to have panic disorder according to the rumors? How come your panic disorder is cured and instead, you have medical skills?’

Ye Chenfeng nonchalantly lifted his glass, saying "It was just a small effort on my part. As long as Secretary Zou doesn’t give me the cold shoulder in the future, I’ll be content."

"Hmph!" Upon hearing this, Zou Zedong snorted coldly, bluntly stating, "Chenfeng, don’t you worry about that. If this scoundrel dares to show you a long face in the future, I’ll personally take a stick and break his legs."

"Dad, what are you saying? Am I someone who can’t differentiate between gratitude and grudges?" Zou Wenhai protested with a sense of grievance.

"If you truly aren’t like that, it’s best. But if you are, I won’t be polite with you, and don’t blame me for not recognizing you as my son," said Zou Zedong sternly, not appearing to be joking at all.

"Chenfeng, on behalf of Wen Hai and my dad, I’d like to offer you a drink. I was a bit harsh with my words just now, and I want to apologize," Qiao Yi quickly stood up to mediate, raising her glass to Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng wasn’t petty. He lifted his glass, gently clinked it with Qiao Yi’s, and then drank it all in one go. When it came to drinking, Ye Chenfeng was never one to refuse. With his Soul Force, drinking alcohol was as simple as drinking water, and if it came to it, he could just expel it through his fingers! It was just like that time at the Strong Soldier Training Camp when he drank with Elder Master Wu.

"Chenfeng, you promised earlier to teach me martial arts. Don’t forget," Linlin, with her rosy cheeks, was very pretty. She had drunk some wine too, and it seemed her tolerance wasn’t very high.

As Zou Wenhai and Qiao Yi’s attitude towards Ye Chenfeng softened just a bit, the meal turned out quite joyful—especially as Zou Zedong and Zou Linlin kept adding food to Ye Chenfeng’s bowl.

This left Zou Wenhai feeling sour; his daughter had never served him food like this before! Not to mention his own father—Elder Master Zou hadn’t served him food since he was a child! And now, his most beloved daughter and his most respected old man were actually serving Ye Chenfeng? It would’ve been odd if Zou Wenhai didn’t feel out of sorts! (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)