Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"Hmph, beating up a doctor in the hospital, I really don't know if you still have any laws here!" Bitter harrumphed coldly, looked at his companion and coldly said, "Lady Lin, it seems like Miss Han does not need our treatment."    

    

"No, no, no, how could that be? Don't be angry, Mr. Beetle!" Lin Hongyan's expression changed drastically when she heard that. She glared at Ding Yi and said with an apologetic smile, "I still need you to treat Feirong's illness. You better not lower yourself to him!"    

    

"Ding Yi, quickly apologize to Mr. Beetee!" Han Chengshan also glared at Ding Yi and gave him a look. He walked over and whispered, "Now Feirong is unconscious and needs the help of the two of them to cure her. Go and apologize to Mr. Bitter."    

    

Hearing Han Chengshan's words, Ding Yi's face turned cold as he said, "I already said that a 50% chance is too low and I don't need them to treat Feirong. I have found a way to wake her up."    

    

In fact, Ding Yi's words were a bit overconfident. He wasn't completely sure that the Spirit Root Fruit could wake Han Feirong up, but in theory, it should be possible. At least, it was much more reliable than their stimulation therapy.    

    

"Ding Yi, you didn't want Feirong to wake up on purpose?!" Lin Hongyan's expression was ugly as she pointed at Ding Yi while gritting her teeth and cursing, "I've been really unlucky for eight lifetimes, that's why I'm looking for you to be my son-in-law!"    

    

"I have a way to cure Feirong." Ding Yi frowned and stressed again.    

    

"Since you have a way, then you don't need us!" A sneer appeared on Bitter's face. He had already calculated Lin Hongyan's intentions and said those words on purpose.    

    

Sure enough, after hearing his words, Lin Hongyan's expression changed. She smiled apologetically and said, "Mr. Beetle is joking. He's only half a brain, how could he know any medical skills!"    

    

"Hmph, it won't be difficult for us to continue treating Miss Han, as long as …" At this point, Beetee deliberately lengthened the sound line.    

    

"Just what? As long as we can do it, we will do our best! " Lin Hongyan hurriedly said.    

    

Hearing Lin Hongyan's words, Beat's eyes revealed ridicule. He glanced at Ding Yi and sneered, "As long as he kowtows to apologize to my comrade, we will continue to treat Miss Han. Otherwise … Don't blame us for not saving you when we see you die! "    

    

"Also, let me give you a word of advice. In this entire world, only the two of us know about this stimulation therapy." As he spoke to here, the corners of Bi Tinghua's lips curved up in a smile.    

    

In his opinion, Lin Hongyan would beg Ding Yi to kneel to her in order to treat Han Feirong's illness. He wanted to trample on this guy's dignity and use it to take revenge for Ding Yi's disrespect to him.    

    

As an expert in the medical field, Bitter was always used to it. This was the first time he met someone like Ding Yi, so he couldn't just mock him.    

    

"Ding Yi, did you hear that?! If you don't want Feirong to stay in this sickbed forever, then immediately kowtow and apologize to Mr. Beetee! " Hearing Beat's words, Lin Hongyan almost did not hesitate at all as she pointed at Ding Yi and scolded, "Feirong has paid so much for you. It's time for you to repay her."    

    

"Forget it, let's just do as they say. We can't treat her face as medicine, and we can't cure her illness." Han Chengshan sighed and said sincerely as he looked at Ding Yi.    

    

At this time, a circle of people had already surrounded the ward. There were family members of the patients, nurses and doctors, all of them looking at him with a look of schadenfreude.    

    

Hearing the conversation between Lin Hongyan and Han Chengshan, Ding Yi's face darkened. He didn't expect the two of them to not believe him so much, so he took a deep breath and looked at Bitter. He said lightly, "Feirong is my wife, I'll formally inform you now …"    

    

"Take your so-called stimulation therapy with you and scram!" Originally, Bitter had a sneer on his face, thinking that Ding Yi was going to give in to him. However, he never would have thought that Ding Yi would tell him to scram in front of so many people!    

    

"You! "Security, what are you guys still standing there for? Hurry up and kick him out of the room!" Beetle pointed at Ding Yi with a savage look and snapped.    

    

However, he did not dare to approach Ding Yi. He was afraid that Ding Yi would treat him like a comrade and break his fingers!    

    

"Sir, since your wife has come to our hospital, she has to listen to our doctor. How can we harm you?" At this moment, a doctor in a white coat walked in, smiled at Ding Yi and said, "Young man, don't be arrogant. Don't tell me you know more about the illness than us?"    

    

"In the end, it will only delay the optimal time for treatment." The doctor chuckled, but in reality, he was speaking up for Bitter and the others.    

    

"Didn't you say that you found a way to treat patients?" At this moment, Beatte suddenly smiled charmingly and said, "Then tell me, what is the method that you found?"    

    

"That's right. If you have any ideas, just tell them to me!"    

    

"I've never heard of any way to cure a vegetable. Tsk tsk, there's going to be a good show to watch."    

    

The people outside also started to discuss, but no one really thought that Ding Yi found a way, they just thought he was crazy.    

    

"If you can't do it, then kowtow to me and admit your mistake. Then, hand the patient over to me!" Seeing that no one believed that Ding Yi could cure Han Feirong, a sneer appeared on Bitter's face.    

    

Of course, he didn't think Ding Yi could cure Han Feirong either. In the entire medical field, there was no way to wake the vegetable people up. Most people could only resign themselves to fate and look at their own fortune.    

    

"This is not child's play, Ding Yi, don't act recklessly!" Han Chengshan stared at Ding Yi and wondered why Ding Yi was so stubborn!    

    

"Then what if I'm cured?" Ding Yi raised his eyebrows and looked towards Bitter.    

    

Since Beatte wanted to gamble, he would gamble with him!    

    

"With just you? If you can be cured, I will voluntarily revoke my medical certificate and never step into the medical field again! " This bet was not small. If Ding Yi could really cure Han Feirong, then Bitter would not be able to be a doctor anymore. It was the same as betting on his own future.    

    

"Good!" "Give me three days. If I don't cure Feirong after three days, I'll let you deal with me as you wish!" Ding Yi looked at Bi Tinghua with a serious expression. He had already made a promise of three days.    

    

If the Spirit Root Fruit failed to heal Han Feirong's body within three days, then there would be no hope. However, Ding Yi firmly believed in the effects of the Spirit Root Fruit.    

    

"Now, please leave." After the three day agreement was set, Ding Yi looked at the crowd and ordered them to leave.    

    

"Humph, we'll see in three days!" Bitter harrumphed coldly and left the room with his companions.