Don’t Mess With Him, His Seven Senior Sisters Are Too Fierce - Chapter 10:
Chapter 10: A Rootless Drifter
This inner energy—was the key!
Guided by the silver needles, the energy entered Li Shanhe’s body and transformed into a source of Yang energy, replenishing what had been depleted.
Eventually, it would restore the balance of Yin and Yang.
Once that balance was restored, the patient would naturally regain consciousness.
Of course, Zhu Hanchun couldn’t understand this—because he wasn’t a cultivator. He was just an ordinary practitioner of traditional medicine.
Though the process was complex, to everyone watching, the whole thing—from flipping the patient over to finishing the acupuncture—took less than two minutes.
It was absurdly fast.
“He’s… he’s done?” Yin Huijuan was dumbfounded as she watched Ye Tian calmly tidying up his tools.
“Yes. He’ll wake up soon.”
“Heh, ridiculous!”
Seeing Ye Tian finish his work, Zhu Hanchun finally relaxed and burst into mocking laughter. “I thought your techniques looked decent, and maybe you had real skill.”
“But in the end, it’s all just show!”
“Li Shanhe’s Yang energy is completely gone. Without a source of Yang, what good is a few needles?”
Ye Tian glanced at him, still calmly packing up the needles, and casually spat out two words:
“Idiot.”
“You—!” Zhu Hanchun was nearly driven mad. He never imagined that after living over fifty years, he’d be provoked to this extent by a young man in his twenties.
“Fine, I’ll wait and see just what you’re capable of!” he sneered. “I said it before—if you really manage to cure Li Shanhe, I’ll never practice medicine in Zhongdu again!”
Cough, cough!
Right as the words fell, two weak coughs came from the bed.
Everyone’s eyes immediately turned.
“Qingqing…”
A hoarse voice called out. The frail Li Shanhe struggled to sit up in bed. His once pale face now had a faint blush of color.
“Dad!”
Finally unable to hold back her tears, Li Muqing rushed to the bed and threw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
“There, there… Daddy’s okay now. I’m alright,” Li Shanhe gently stroked his daughter’s hair, eyes filled with fatherly affection.
Ye Tian smiled genuinely at the sight and stood quietly off to the side, lost in thought.
No wonder the mother was so harsh—how could a woman like that raise such a kind daughter? It was the father who led by example.
Definitely not the mother.
Across the room, Zhu Hanchun’s worldview collapsed.
He was fifty-five years old, with twenty-five years of medical experience, and he had never seen anyone treat a patient in such an unorthodox manner—especially in his own field of traditional Chinese medicine.
The Nine Needles of Reviving Yang… was that really how it worked?
Just a few simple needles—and it was done?!
No, he must be dreaming. It had to be a dream…
His mind buzzed in chaos, as if everything around him had become unreal.
“Dr. Zhu, does what you said earlier still count?”
Yin Huijuan asked coldly.
“W-what did I say…” Zhu Hanchun snapped out of his delusions, realizing he hadn’t been dreaming after all.
“You said if this young man cured my husband, you’d never practice medicine in Zhongdu again. Those were your exact words!”
Yin Huijuan had a vicious streak. She couldn’t wait to kick him while he was down.
Serves you right for watching someone die and acting so high and mighty!
The surrounding servants chuckled as well.
Someone chimed in, “We all heard it clearly. Dr. Zhu said if this young guy cured the Master, he’d give up medicine!”
“Yeah, I heard it too!”
“……”
“I-I said that?” Zhu Hanchun’s face turned beet red. Faced with everyone’s laughter and jeers, he wanted to crawl into a hole.
But of course, he couldn’t admit it. If he did, where would he put his pride?
“You’re all mistaken!”
“No, we’re not!” said a young servant, raising his phone. “I recorded it. I’ll upload it in a moment.”
“You—you—you! Give me that phone!”
At those words, Zhu Hanchun’s vision went dark from rage. He lunged forward to grab it, but how could he compete with someone half his age?
The boy ducked away and ran off, waving the phone while shouting:
“Breaking news! Miracle Doctor Zhu meets total defeat, vows to retire in shame~”
“Give it to me! Give it back!”
Zhu Hanchun chased after him, shouting—and then everything went black.
He fainted.
“Overwhelmed with anger. He passed out,” Ye Tian shook his head helplessly and turned to the others. “Take him home. The floor’s cold—don’t let him catch a chill.”
“Got it!” the servants laughed as they carried Zhu Hanchun out.
…
With that, the farce came to an end.
Li Shanhe, gradually regaining clarity, gently waved his daughter off. Then, he turned to Ye Tian.
“Thank you for saving my life, young man. May I know your name?”
“Uncle Li, I’m Ye Tian,” he replied modestly with a respectful bow. “No need to thank me. Without Muqing saving me years ago, I wouldn’t be here today.”
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving.”
“Hey, what’s the rush?” Li Shanhe said.
“Stay for dinner!”
The more he looked at this young man, the more he liked him. Ye Tian didn’t carry the arrogance of a rich family heir, but he also wasn’t servile. His medical skills were outstanding. A truly good kid.
And more importantly—he noticed the way his daughter kept stealing glances at Ye Tian.
“Qingqing, a guest is here. Why aren’t you showing him around? Take Ye Tian to the front hall.”
“Ah!”
Hearing her father’s meaningful tone, Li Muqing quickly stopped peeking and stood up, blushing furiously.
“Okay, I’ll show him around.”
But at that moment, Li Muqing’s mother cut in:
“Perfect timing. I’ll call Lin Zixuan over—you three can hang out together!”
Yin Huijuan shot Ye Tian a look with a hidden meaning.
“Now that the Zhang family wedding is off, it’s the perfect chance to spend more time with Zixuan! He’s tall, handsome, and the only son of the Lin family. What more could you want?”
“The Lin family is a noble family—they’re a perfect match for our Li family!”
“He’s been chasing after you for so long. It’s time you gave him an answer…”
Just moments ago, Li Muqing had been in high spirits after her father woke up, but now she instantly looked displeased.
“Mom, I already said—I don’t like him!”
“Besides, can’t I pursue love on my own terms? Why do I have to marry someone I don’t love just for the sake of our family?”
That one sentence made Yin Huijuan’s expression turn completely dark.
“Love? What good is love?!”
“Can love feed you? If you find some man you like, but he has no money, no power, and no family background—do you know how miserable your future will be?”
“Men like that—not only are they worthless, even if they do have some ability, they’re unstable. They’re nothing but rootless drifters!”
Rootless drifters!
That phrase alone was enough for even a fool to understand what she meant.
Ye Tian’s face instantly darkened.