Lin ng was speechless. This guy was indeed so vulgar, talking about money right off the bat.
He hadn’t even started the treatnt yet, and he was already asking if the money was ready. Only soone like Ye Qingfeng in this world could do sothing like this.
Although Lin ng despised Ye Qingfeng in her heart, she dared not say it out loud. After all, her grandfather’s illness depended entirely on Ye Qingfeng.
If he could cure Lin Beishan, what’s ten million, or even twenty-five or fifty million?
She only despised Ye Qingfeng’s greed. Listening to how her grandfather praised the martial artists as incredible, how co this guy had none of the deanor of a master?
Ye Qingfeng didn’t want to waste ti either. He directly took out a bottle of Small Essence Building Pills and said, "Take it."
Lin Beishan was stunned. Before he could react, he received the dicine bottle.
"And then?" Lin ng looked at Ye Qingfeng.
"That’s it." Ye Qingfeng said calmly. His dicine had no problem treating Lin Beishan’s internal injuries, "You can pay now."
"That’s it?" Lin ng stared at Ye Qingfeng with wide eyes. Was it really just that?
No diagnosis was done, just this ceramic bottle? And that was it?
What a joke!
Lin ng maintained her skepticism of Ye Qingfeng. Her grandfather’s illness had baffled major hospitals dostically and abroad. Even if Ye Qingfeng was a martial artist, what could he do?
Even martial artists are supposed to follow scientific principles!
But Lin ng had no choice but to choose to trust Ye Qingfeng.
Now seeing Ye Qingfeng, like a swindler, taking out a ceramic bottle and claiming it could cure her grandfather’s illness,
Lin ng couldn’t hold back any longer. With her brows furrowed, she said, "Ye Qingfeng, what kind of joke are you playing? Can such a lousy dicine bottle cure my grandfather’s illness?"
"ngng, don’t be rude!" Lin Beishan mildly rebuked.
But Lin Beishan too was sowhat skeptical in his heart. Ye Qingfeng’s thods seed too perfunctory, even worse than those of swindlers.
Could such a bottle of elixir really cure him? Why then did he need to search throughout the country for renowned doctors who were helpless?
Now it seed, Ye Qingfeng was more like a fraud. Lin Beishan sighed inwardly.
Martial Arts Strong People were not as omnipotent as imagined!
Ordinary martial artists naturally didn’t have this ability, but how could Lin Beishan know about Ye Qingfeng’s prowess?
"You can give the ten million now." Ye Qingfeng was too lazy to argue with them. Since the dicine had been given, it was naturally ti to settle the bill.
"Money! Money! Money! All you care about is money! Sha on you as a Martial Arts Strong Person. Grandfather says you’re amazing and can stand shoulder to shoulder with Ge Min, but I think you’re just a swindler!"
Lin ng couldn’t hold back any longer, seeing Ye Qingfeng talking about money all the ti, and she couldn’t help but curse.
"Ge Min? Is he sothing that can stand shoulder to shoulder with ?"
Ye Qingfeng flicked his finger.
His tone was extrely calm.
It was indeed an insult to him.
Not to ntion his previous life as an Immortal Venerable.
Even in this life, the title of Invincible War God, Ye Jiujie,
was not sothing any random person could compare to.
Lin Beishan couldn’t help but frown when he heard this. Ye Qingfeng was too arrogant, dismissing even Ge Min.
He’s a Interdiate War General Level Martial Artist! A War God in the military! A Soldier King type of existence!
Who dares to ignore him?
Lin ng couldn’t resist anymore, directly pointing at Ye Qingfeng: "You can’t compare to Ge Min. He’s a War God in the military. What are you? You’re just a swindler! Grandfather says you’re a Martial Arts Strong Person, tells us not to offend you, but you should just leave, and we won’t take the house we gave you as a gift. Are you satisfied?"
Lin ng shouted, tears streaming down her face.
To the Lin Family, a house worth millions, and ten million, was nothing.
The main issue was Ye Qingfeng deceived her. How could Lin ng not be heartbroken? Getting a glimpse of hope only to feel more despair.
Moreover, she didn’t know why, but after deciding Ye Qingfeng was a swindler, Lin ng felt very sad, unrelated to Lin Beishan’s sadness.
She didn’t want Ye Qingfeng to be a swindler. Perhaps it was because of Ye Qingfeng’s aura. She always found Ye Qingfeng’s aura very unique, but did not expect that he would ultimately just be a swindler!
Ye Qingfeng frowned, seeming to consider sothing before finally speaking with a deep voice: "Do you intend to renege on the paynt?"
Ye Qingfeng felt a wave of displeasure. Earlier, seeing this old man and his granddaughter as a wealthy family, he set such a high dical fee.
But no matter what, this was sothing they had agreed upon; reneging now was sowhat too much!
After all, they are wealthy people; they shouldn’t be so stingy! Ye Qingfeng secretly scorned them in his heart.
Lin ng almost spat in anger at hearing this – the Lin Family reneging on a ten million paynt?
He’s nothing but a swindler; is he even aware?
"You’re ridiculous. Would our Lin Family fall short on a re ten million? It’s you who are conning people. I’ve already given you a house worth millions considering you’re a Martial Arts Strong Person, yet you still want ten million?"
Lin ng wiped her tears, her beautiful eyes widening, her long lashes still glistening with teardrops, exceptionally bright.
Ye Qingfeng’s frown deepened as he said, "How did I deceive you? I already gave you the dicine, so naturally, you should pay!"
Hearing Ye Qingfeng ntion his swindler-like dicine, Lin ng beca even angrier and sneered, "With that lousy dicine of yours, you say you can cure my grandfather? Then what do we need doctors for?"
Ye Qingfeng understood; they were doubting the efficacy of his dicine.
He was very displeased. Just an ordinary person, daring to question him.
Encountering him, Ye Qingfeng, was the Lin Family’s greatest fortune.
This little girl, actually speaking disrespectfully.
Ye Qingfeng impatiently said, "Whether you believe it or not, just let your grandfather take the dicine."
Ye Qingfeng was in a bad mood. Having explained so much, it turned out that they doubted him.
"Hurry up and take it, and pay up quickly!"
Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s confident deanor, Lin Beishan hesitated no longer, opened the dicine bottle, and poured out a black pill.
Can this thing really be ingested?
Lin ng looked at the pill in her grandfather’s hand.
Since the Small Essence Building Pill was refined after his injury,
its efficacy was average.
Its appearance wasn’t good either.
But even so, it was more than enough for an ordinary martial artist.
Regardless of whether it was effective or not, Lin Beishan swallowed it in one gulp. He had no choice left, just one last gamble.
A warm current flowed down Lin Beishan’s throat. He felt a sudden burst of heat throughout his body, an unspeakable comfort from head to toe.
"Grandfather!" Lin ng couldn’t help but exclaim. When Lin Beishan ca to his senses, he found faint white mist rising from his body.
"Well, your internal injuries are healed now. Pay up quickly." Ye Qingfeng urged. He was considering that if the Lin Family defaulted, he would have no choice but to resort to force.
"Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Ye, there’s ten million in this bank card." Lin Beishan quickly took out a bank card and handed it to Ye Qingfeng.
Although it was uncertain whether he was truly healed, the effect of Ye Qingfeng’s dicine was undoubtedly extraordinary.
If he still doubted Ye Qingfeng at this point, he’d be crazy.
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