Gao Qiang was dumbfounded by this scene!
He certainly didn't think Ye Qingyun was performing magic tricks.
This was practically wizardry!
Thinking of this, Gao Qiang felt even greater awe and reverence for Ye Qingyun.
In reality, Ye Qingyun had simply stowed the money and the *Ladies Journey in the Tang Dynasty* away into his treasure pouch.
The treasure pouch he had brought down from the mountain was equivalent to an ultra-large storage bag.
Though it looked small, the space inside was immense.
To put it without exaggeration, the space within the treasure pouch was so vast that you could fit this entire Zai Shui Yi Fang inside without the slightest problem.
"Let's go."
It wasn't until Ye Qingyun reminded him that Gao Qiang snapped back to reality.
Afterward, Ye Qingyun and Gao Qiang stepped outside the private room.
The two of them stood before a gathering of underworld bosses.
Gao Qiang puffed out his chest, raised his head, and announced in a booming voice, "Gentlemen, the person beside me is Young Master Ye. To be frank with you all, I am now his most loyal dog. From this day forward, I am the newly crowned king of this underworld. Who is in favor? Who is against?"
Hearing this, the expressions of the underworld bosses shifted drastically!
If Gao Qiang had dared to speak to them like that in the past, they would have swarmed him together, stripped him of his sinews, broken his bones, and thrown him into the sea.
You're just a lowly fishmonger—how dare you talk to us like this?!
There were more than a few people here whose strength far surpassed yours; you could count them on both hands and still run out of fingers.
Yet right now, these underworld bosses simply stood there in silence.
Because standing right beside Gao Qiang was Ye Qingyun!
And Ye Qingyun was the fierce powerhouse who had killed Black Rose!
Fortunately, one of Gao Qiang's underlings had a sharp eye. He threw his arm up and shouted, "Long live Brother Qiang!"
Immediately following that, factions began to declare their stance one after another.
"I agree to Brother Qiang becoming the new king!"
You had to submit—you had no choice!
Gao Qiang had Ye Qingyun backing him up from behind.
Gao Qiang looked out over the sea of heads before him, with not a single person raising an objection, and felt an absolute rush of exhilaration!
He never imagined he would have such a glorious day.
This feeling of riding on someone else's coattails felt truly amazing!
So what if you're someone's dog?
Even if the rest of you wanted to be dogs, you wouldn't even get the chance!
Sensing what Gao Qiang was thinking, Ye Qingyun patted him on the shoulder.
"Keep up the good work."
With those three words, he strode away.
Wherever he walked, the crowd of underworld bosses respectfully parted to clear a path.
After leaving Zai Shui Yi Fang, Ye Qingyun went straight to the nearest electronics mall, bought himself the latest model of a Fruit smartphone, and got a new phone line, spending a total of ten thousand yuan.
Living in the city, you couldn't get by without a smartphone.
As soon as he bought the phone, Ye Qingyun wasted no time and headed straight to a traditional Chinese medicine shop called Rinde Hall.
He planned to buy medicinal herbs to cure Xie Meilan's eyes.
Upon arriving at the main hall of Rinde Hall, Ye Qingyun joined the queue according to procedure.
Standing right in front of Ye Qingyun was a little girl with a pale face and pale lips.
Even though it was the height of summer, the little girl was wearing a thick cotton jacket.
When her turn for a consultation arrived, the little girl's mother—a middle-aged woman named Zhōu Yànfāng—spoke to the elderly man in a long robe approaching his seventies who sat before them.
"Master Hu, my daughter woke up with a chill all over her body today. Could you take a look and see what's wrong with her?"
Hu Zhongyi reached out to check the little girl's pulse, then instructed a young woman standing beside him in a light blue long dress.
"Shuang'er, go fetch my needles."
"Right away, Master Hu."
The young girl, Xia Shuangzhu, replied, rummaging through boxes and cabinets until she found a set of acupuncture needles, which she handed to Hu Zhongyi.
Holding a silver needle in his hand, Hu Zhongyi put on a gentle, kind expression as he looked at the little girl.
"Little one, it's going to hurt a little bit in a moment. You'll have to bear with it."
The little girl nodded and replied in a crisp voice, "Okay, Tuántuán isn't afraid of pain."
Holding the silver needle, Hu Zhongyi skillfully pierced it into the little girl's body.
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!*
In the span of just a few seconds, seven silver needles had been inserted into the little girl's body.
Ye Qingyun recognized the acupuncture technique Hu Zhongyi was performing: the Ghost Gate Acupuncture!
Hu Zhongyi stopped after executing the seventh needle of the Ghost Gate.
The little girl's complexion flushed to a rosy hue at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Mom, Tuántuán isn't cold anymore," the little girl said to Zhōu Yànfāng.
Hearing this, Zhōu Yànfāng's face lit up with joy as she gently stroked the little girl's head.
"As long as you're not cold, Tuántuán."
Then, with immense gratitude, she said to Hu Zhongyi, "Master Hu, you really are a miraculous doctor! I am so, so grateful to you!"
Hu Zhongyi stroked his beard with his hand and said, "It's nothing. The child simply had cold qi enter her body, and I have already used the Seven Ghost-Gate Needles to expel the cold qi from within her. Later, I'll write her a prescription. Go home, brew the medicine, and let her rest for a few days, and she'll make a full recovery."
Zhōu Yànfāng nodded repeatedly.
Yet, Ye Qingyun's brow furrowed.
Does Hu Zhongyi really think the little girl's illness has been cured?
No way!
It was true that the little girl had cold qi in her system, but if you wanted her to make a complete recovery, you had to use the full Thirteen Ghost-Gate Needles!
Stopping at seven needles wasn't enough; there were still five more needles left to be administered.
The cold qi inside the little girl had originally been dormant within her body.
Now that Hu Zhongyi had needled her like this, the cold qi had been activated and was running rampant through her entire body; it had to be completely purged from her system.
If you didn't do that, the moment the cold qi retreated back into her body, it would inflict even greater harm on the little girl!
Ye Qingyun had originally assumed Hu Zhongyi was merely taking a brief rest after executing the first seven needles.
To his surprise, Hu Zhongyi considered the treatment finished right there.
Hu Zhongyi was already moving to pull the silver needles out of the little girl's body.
If he really pulled them out now, the cold qi would recoil, and the little girl's condition would worsen dramatically—it could even become life-threatening!
In a stern voice, Ye Qingyun called out, "Hold on!"
As his voice fell, the entire hall grew several degrees quieter.
Hu Zhongyi paused his hand, cast his gaze upon Ye Qingyun, and asked, "Young man, what advice do you have?"
"This little girl's illness is not yet cured. If you pull out those needles right now, she will suffer a relapse in under five seconds!" Ye Qingyun said earnestly.
When those words dropped, the expressions of everyone present shifted.
Before Hu Zhongyi could even speak, Xia Shuangzhu, standing beside him, glared at Ye Qingyun and rebuked him coldly.
"Sir, the Master Hu standing before you is a renowned master of traditional Chinese medicine in Jiangning City! Known as a miraculous physician with healing hands, his mastery of the Ghost Gate Acupuncture has saved countless lives! And now you actually dare to question Master Hu's medical skills? Are you here purely to cause trouble?"
Pointing at Ye Qingyun, Zhōu Yànfāng cursed him out.
"My Tuántuán has no grievance or grudge against you! Why are you cursing her?!"
Many people in the surrounding crowd began pointing at Ye Qingyun and whispering.
"Young man, this is a hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, and lives are at stake! This isn't the place for you to chase attention!"
"What an arrogant, ignorant kid, actually daring to question Master Hu's medical skill!"
Hearing the voices all around him, Ye Qingyun calmed back down.
A healer must have a benevolent heart; that was what his master had taught him.
He couldn't bear to watch the little girl before him lose her life.
So he had spoken up to warn them, only to be met with a barrage of mockery.
Even the little girl's mother refused to believe him.
So be it. He wasn't so cheap that he would beg to treat someone else!