Chapter 104: Not an Illness

"Lao Qi, you really brought this greenhorn over here!"

Seeing that there were indeed two young people following behind Qi Jingfu, a look of dissatisfaction immediately appeared on the old man's face.

Seeing this, Qi Jingfu hurriedly walked over, patted Mr. Li on the shoulder, and said in a soothing tone, "Lao Li, don't be impatient."

"Ye Feng's medical skills are much more brilliant than mine; perhaps he really can cure your illness."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Li raised an eyebrow, and a flash of doubt crossed his eyes.

He understood Qi Jingfu's medical skills very well; in Tianhai City, they could be considered second to none.

And now, Qi Jingfu actually said that this young man's medical skills were even higher than his—how could that be possible!

Afterward, Mr. Li was silent for a moment and asked, "Lao Qi, are you telling the truth?"

"Is this young man really that capable?"

Seeing that Mr. Li's attitude had softened somewhat, Qi Jingfu felt a surge of joy and hurriedly nodded, "Of course it's true! Would I lie to you?"

Having said that, he turned his head and beckoned to Ye Feng, "Young Friend Ye, come over quickly and take a look at Lao Li to see what exactly is going on with his illness!"

Hearing Qi Jingfu's words, Ye Feng hurriedly stepped forward.

He stood in front of Mr. Li, his gaze sweeping across his face, and his brows furrowed slightly.

A moment later, he secretly activated the Heavenly Eye Divine Technique and began to carefully observe Mr. Li's physical condition.

As soon as he opened the Heavenly Eye Divine Technique, Ye Feng discovered that a faint aura of death was actually emanating from Mr. Li's body.

Although this aura of death was weak, it had been lingering around his entire body, eroding his life force bit by bit.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's brows furrowed even tighter, and his expression became grave.

Seeing Ye Feng's appearance, Qi Jingfu hurriedly asked, "Young Friend Ye, what exactly is going on with Lao Li's illness?"

Ye Feng shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of heaviness, "I can't tell anything yet!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Mr. Li's expression immediately sank, and he snorted coldly, "Lao Qi, who exactly have you brought here?"

"This kid who hasn't even grown his hair out yet can't even diagnose an illness, yet he wants to help me treat it—what a joke!"

Qi Jingfu was also somewhat embarrassed and hurriedly looked at Ye Feng, his tone carrying a hint of urgency, "Ye Feng, you need to explain clearly—what exactly is going on with Lao Li's illness?"

Ye Feng ignored Mr. Li's mockery and instead said calmly, "Old sir, you are not ill."

Hearing this, Mr. Li was stunned for a moment, then laughed out of extreme anger, "I'm not ill?"

"Hahaha, this is truly the biggest joke I have ever heard in my life!"

"I have been seeking medical treatment and medicine for these three years, sometimes unable to even get out of bed, and you actually say I'm not ill?"

Qi Jingfu was also somewhat bewildered; he hurriedly looked at Ye Feng, his tone carrying a hint of confusion, "Young Friend Ye, what do you mean by that?"

"I know Lao Li's body; he has been tormented by illness all these years, how could he not be ill?"

Ye Feng did not answer directly, but instead gestured for Mr. Li to extend his wrist, "Old sir, let me take your pulse once more."

Although Mr. Li was dissatisfied in his heart, out of respect for Qi Jingfu, he still reluctantly extended his hand.

Ye Feng placed his hand on his wrist, carefully took his pulse for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand, his tone carrying a hint of gravity, "Old sir, your body is indeed not ill."

Hearing this, Mr. Li's expression became even uglier, and just as he was about to lash out, Ye Feng continued, "But your problem is more serious than an illness."

Qi Jingfu and Mr. Li were both startled, and Qi Jingfu hurriedly asked, "Young Friend Ye, what do you mean by that?"

Ye Feng looked at Mr. Li, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness, "Old sir, this is not an illness, but rather your life destiny has been altered by someone."

"My life destiny has been altered?"

Hearing this, Mr. Li was stunned, and a flash of shock and doubt crossed his eyes, "What do you mean by that?"

Ye Feng frowned, his tone carrying a hint of heaviness, "Your life pattern has been tampered with; if it is not resolved in time, I fear you don't have much time left..."

Hearing this, Mr. Li was silent for a moment, then sneered, "Life destiny altered?"

"Do you dare to use such mystical nonsense to fool me?"

"Lao Qi, if you still consider me a friend, take this greenhorn away; I want some peace and quiet!"

Qi Jingfu was also somewhat embarrassed and hurriedly looked at Ye Feng, his tone carrying a hint of urgency, "Ye Feng, what exactly do you mean by this? Can you explain it more clearly?"

Ye Feng ignored Mr. Li's questioning and continued, "Old sir, have you been having nightmares frequently lately, dreaming that you are being chased by something?"

"And, although your body is weak, all your medical examination indicators are normal, and doctors cannot find the cause of the illness?"

Hearing this, Mr. Li's expression changed instantly.

Everything Ye Feng said was exactly his current situation.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded, "That's right, how did you know?"

Ye Feng said calmly, "This is the sign that your life destiny has been altered!"

Hearing this, Mr. Li's face instantly turned pale.

He looked at Qi Jingfu, his tone trembling, "Lao Qi, is... is this true?"

Qi Jingfu was also somewhat shocked, but he had deep faith in Ye Feng's medical skills and hurriedly nodded, "Lao Li, I have seen Ye Feng's abilities with my own eyes; his words should be correct!"

Mr. Li was silent for a moment, then his attitude changed; he looked at Ye Feng, his tone carrying a hint of pleading, "Mr. Ye, since you can see my problem, can you save me?"

Ye Feng nodded, his tone carrying a hint of confidence, "I can, but it will take some time."

"Also, I need to know who tampered with your life pattern."

Hearing this, Mr. Li's expression became even uglier.

He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Mr. Ye, if you can save me, I, Li Meng, am willing to pay any price."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, his tone carrying a hint of indifference, "There is no need for a price; I only hope you can cooperate with my treatment."

"In addition, I need a Millennium Fire Lingzhi."

Hearing the four words "Millennium Fire Lingzhi," Li Meng's expression changed slightly, but he soon returned to calm.

He nodded, his tone carrying a hint of firmness, "Fine, as long as you can cure me, the Millennium Fire Lingzhi is yours!"

Ye Feng nodded and then said, "Then let's begin now."

Li Meng nodded hurriedly, his tone carrying a hint of urgency: "Alright, Mr. Ye, what do you need me to do?"

Ye Feng took a few Silver Needles out of his pocket, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness: "You only need to relax your body, leave the rest to me."