Medical Martial God

Chapter 75

Ye Xuan didn't tell Leng Qingcheng that he was the once famous Medical Saint Ye Xuan. Instead, he told her that he had unintentionally watched a video of the Medicine Saint Ye Xuan's explanation of how the monarch seams were done so clearly.

After all, even if he said that she was the former medical saint Ye Xuan, Leng Qingcheng would definitely not believe him.

The rebirth of the soul was against science.

"Video?" What video? Where did you see it? "

After hearing Ye Xuan's answer, Leng Qingcheng forcefully suppressed the excitement in her heart and coldly spoke.

"I don't know …" "I saw that video too …"

Ye Xuan lightly shook his head as he lightly replied.

"Oh …"

Ye Xuan's reply caused a trace of disappointment to flash through Leng Qingcheng's eyes as she lightly sighed.

"Your wounds have been treated. I'm tired, I'm resting …"

After that, Leng Qingcheng tidied up all the medical equipment and medicines, turned around and walked into her bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"Comrade Su Xiaomeng, what happened to your sister?"

Ye Xuan pondered as he looked at Leng Qingcheng's tightly shut bedroom door.

"I don't know either. He must be tired …"

Su Xiaomeng was confused. She shook her head gently and began to narrate many things...

"Oh right, Su Xiaomeng, what did you say just now?"

In the hall, Ye Xuan leisurely drank red wine as he chatted with Su Xiaomeng. He seemed to have thought of something as he teased her.

"Ye Xuan, you bastard …" I just said that and you didn't even listen to a word I said? Are you a pig? "

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Su Xiaomeng couldn't help but curse in anger.

She'd just told Ye Xuan a lot about her and Leng Qingcheng's past …

"You're just like Gatlin. I didn't hear you clearly, could you please repeat yourself? "

A trace of a faint smile appeared on Ye Xuan's face as he spoke in a relaxed manner.

"Repeat your big head..." "Ye Xuan, I'm not done with you!"

Seeing Ye Xuan's leisurely look, Su Xiaomeng couldn't help but get angry. She smashed the pillow at Ye Xuan, then walked into her bedroom and closed the door …

"This girl …"

Looking at Su Xiaomeng's departing back, Ye Xuan yawned, stretched, and also entered his room.

The next morning before dawn, Ye Xuan woke up early to change into a set of sports clothes and start his morning practice.

He first did some warm-up exercises in the garden outside the villa and performed a set of strange military martial arts. Then, he headed towards the Riverside Wetlands Park to do some running and training …

In order to recover his strength as soon as possible, in order to fight his way back to the Western Asura World and get revenge as soon as possible, even though his arm was injured, he had not given up on his morning training, and worked hard to improve the quality and stamina of his body …

As usual, when Ye Xuan finished his training and returned to the Starlight Villa, Leng Qingcheng had already woken up and washed her face and rinsed her mouth.

"You're injured and still going out for morning training?"

Seeing Ye Xuan return covered in sweat, the usually cold Leng Qingcheng couldn't help but ask.

After all, Ye Xuan had been injured for her sake.

"There's no other way. Who let so many people watch over you. Only by becoming stronger can I better protect you!"

A trace of craftiness flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes as he teased Leng Qingcheng, who was dressed exceptionally elegantly.

"It's …" Protect me? "

Leng Qingcheng didn't expect Ye Xuan to say something so disgusting early in the morning. She was stunned on the spot. It took a long time for her to recover from Ye Xuan's words.

"That's right, it's perfectly justified for a husband to protect his wife! Right, Qingcheng? "

Ye Xuan laughed heartily, revealing two rows of white teeth. His hand silently placed on Leng Qingcheng's slender waist, enjoying the feeling of her soft touch …

"You scoundrel, hurry up and move your dirty hands away …"

Leng Qingcheng, who had been feeling touched, suddenly spoke up in anger...

"Cough cough …" I'll go take a shower and change clothes, then we'll go to the hospital together! "

Ye Xuan quickly retracted his hand from Leng Qingcheng's anger and walked towards his bedroom …

When Ye Xuan drove Leng Qingcheng to Star Sea Hospital, he inevitably attracted many gazes. After all, his Mercedes-Benz G10 was exceptionally cool, not to mention there was also a famous beauty like Leng Qingcheng …

"Damn... This is the latest version of the Mercedes-Benz G10, so cool! "

"Then... Then the one who walked out of the car is our Principal Leng, right? "

"That's right, it's Principal Leng. I wonder which young master did this to our Principal Leng?"

"Damn …" It can't be, it's actually him? "

"Who is he? You don't know each other? He's the security guard of our hospital! "

"Holy shit, I know him. I think he's the one who saved that depressed patient last time!"

"The heck, a security guard managed to land himself in our Principal Leng's place?"

When Leng Qingcheng and Ye Xuan walked out of the car, it undoubtedly caused quite a stir, causing many people to discuss among themselves.

After all, Leng Qingcheng was the Vice Principal of Star Sea Hospital, a super beauty!

On the other hand, Ye Xuan was just a security guard in their hospital …

Leng Qingcheng didn't pay any attention to the crowd's discussion as she headed straight for her office building. As for Ye Xuan, he was a bit pleased with himself …

Ye Xuan walked to the security room, changed into his work uniform, and started his day of leisurely work.

"Murder! Someone help! Murder!"

"Someone wants to kill the doctor, someone help..."

"Security, security, come quickly..."

In the afternoon, a wave of noise sounded out. Ye Xuan, who sat inside the security room, quickly rushed toward the source of the noise.

When Ye Xuan arrived at the noisy scene of the accident, it was a complete mess. It was surrounded by many family members, patients, and medical personnel.

In front of them was an extremely simple clothed middle-aged man. He held a sharp kitchen knife against the neck of a middle-aged male doctor, and his entire person seemed to be extremely angry and excited.

Coupled with the surrounding people's guidance, discussion and noise, that middle-aged man could lose control at any time and kill people. The situation was especially dangerous.

There were also two interns who had been cut and wounded. The situation was a little chaotic …

"What is going on here?"

Ye Xuan's brows furrowed as his gaze flashed toward a beautiful nurse beside him. He hurriedly went over to inquire about the situation.

"Ye Xuan?"

This beautiful nurse was none other than the doctor, Liang, who was one of the two nurses that Ye Xuan saved after killing the Demonic Wolf.

Seeing Ye Xuan's arrival, Liang Xiaoxiao quickly explained the situation.

It turned out that this middle-aged man's daughter was hospitalized due to an acute myocardial infarction and needed a large amount of treatment fees. However, because the middle-aged man didn't have that much money on him, he went back to get it!

While he was going back to get the money, her daughter died after being saved by a lot of doctors, led by the cardiologist Director Yuan.

When the middle-aged man returned, he saw the ice-cold corpse of his daughter.

This result was hard for him to accept. He believed that it was all because he had not paid so much money in time that the hospital had not saved his daughter, causing her death.

All of this was hard for him to accept. Moreover, he held a grudge against the doctors of the hospital in his heart. Therefore, he secretly bought a kitchen knife from the market in order to make Director Yuan, who was involved in the rescue work, pay with his life.

"Don't worry, leave this to me!" "In addition, I'll have to trouble you to get the security team to bring out the surveillance footage of the emergency room …"

After hearing what Little Doctor Liang had to say, Ye Xuan lightly nodded his head and walked forward after throwing down his words!

No matter what, he had to stop this misunderstanding, this tragedy.