Chapter 5: One Hundred and One Amoxicillin

"How is this possible?"

Li Zhongshuo's face was full of disbelief; he held Shen Yurou's pulse, long refusing to let go.

Just a moment ago, Shen Yurou, who had lost all vital signs, had miraculously revived, and she had done so without any emergency intervention—this was more than just a medical miracle!

"Move aside!"

Seeing that Li Zhongshuo refused to let go, Ye Feng pushed him away, then took his mother's hand and checked her pulse.

Staggering, Li Zhongshuo's peripheral vision caught the blood holes left by Wang Zhenhai's forced needle removal; his brows furrowed tightly, and then, he shouted in shock, "This... could this be the legendary Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles?"

Ye Feng glanced at Li Zhongshuo: "At least you have some discernment."

That's right, what Ye Feng had just performed was precisely the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles recorded in the *Medical Sect*!

This was the second form of the Mysterious Heaven Needle Method, possessing the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life and regrowing flesh on bones; Ye Feng had only used five of the needles just now, yet he had pulled his mother back from the gates of hell—the efficacy was evident!

But this had only stabilized Shen Yurou's condition; to truly cure her, he would need to perform at least up to the ninth needle, supplemented by medication, to eliminate the root of the illness and achieve a complete recovery!

"Young friend, you actually know the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles; who exactly are you?"

Li Zhongshuo's shock was beyond measure; he narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly at Ye Feng, as if trying to see right through him.

"Just an ordinary person!"

Ye Feng did not speak, but silently held his mother's hand, using the *Medical Sect* to transmit the only remaining Qi Strength in his body into his mother's body.

If not for the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, Shen Yurou would not have come back to life, and transmitting Qi Strength was to consolidate the effect.

So-called Qi Strength is a strand of Qi stored within the dantian, used to support the body's functions.

If ordinary people have no fortuitous encounter, they can never utilize it in their entire lives; Ye Feng was only able to use it skillfully because of the *Xuantian Sacred Scripture*.

The more Qi Strength stored, the stronger the physical constitution and the longer one lives; conversely, if Qi Strength is exhausted, vitality will also rapidly decline until death.

After finishing all this, Ye Feng staggered and collapsed onto the floor.

Li Zhongshuo, meanwhile, narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Shen Yurou lifted her arm slightly; the next moment, she opened her eyes, sat up with difficulty, and said weakly, "Feng'er, where are we?"

"Mom, you're finally awake!"

Ye Linger ran over excitedly, grabbed Shen Yurou's hands, and said through tears of joy.

"This is the hospital."

Ye Feng also let out a sigh of relief; if not for the *Medical Sect*, he and his mother might truly have been separated by life and death.

"How is this possible?"

Wang Zhenhai widened his eyes, looking at the scene before him in disbelief.

He knew Shen Yurou's condition better than anyone; even if she had luckily not died, there was absolutely no possibility of her waking up. Now she was actually so energetic—this was very unscientific!

Li Zhongshuo narrowed his eyes, watching the scene before him quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What happened to me? Why am I in the hospital?"

Shen Yurou held her head, but could not remember anything.

"It's alright now, we're going home now."

Ye Feng climbed up with difficulty, removed the medical equipment from his mother, and together with Ye Linger, helped his mother off the bed.

Ye Feng's actions just now had completely stabilized Shen Yurou's condition.

Now, he only needed to wait for his own recovery, then buy a few medicinal herbs, and with the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, he could completely cure his mother!

At the moment, there was naturally no need to stay in the hospital any longer.

"Good, let's go. In the future, there's no need to come to the hospital for such minor illnesses; it's a waste of money!"

After getting off the bed, Shen Yurou said with a frown.

Her husband was a gambler who only spent and never earned, and she had raised the two siblings alone, living a very frugal life.

Now that they were in the hospital, they must have spent a lot of money, and her heart ached for it.

"Stop, you can't leave yet!"

Wang Zhenhai spread his arms, blocking the three of them: "Miss Ye, the patient's condition is still unclear; leaving the hospital now is not a wise choice!"

Hearing this, Ye Linger became anxious instantly; she rushed in front of Wang Zhenhai and said anxiously, "Then what should we do now?"

Wang Zhenhai pushed up his glasses, then took hold of Ye Linger's hands, a smile appearing on his face as he said confidently, "You pay the previous medical expenses first, and leave the rest to me. As the most authoritative brain specialist in the city, I have the confidence to cure your mother."

"Okay, how much money? I'll go pay it right now!"

Saying this, Ye Linger opened an envelope, took out a stack of cash, and handed it to Wang Zhenhai: "Use the extra money to get my mom better medicine!"

Wang Zhenhai took the cash and smiled: "Miss Ye, this money is not enough!"

Ye Feng frowned: "Then how much money is needed?"

Wang Zhenhai held up two fingers: "Two hundred thousand!"

"What? How can it be so much money!"

Hearing this number, Shen Yurou's body went limp, and she collapsed back onto the hospital bed.

Li Zhongshuo also frowned, clearly shocked by this number, but he did not say anything more.

Ye Feng said angrily: "What kind of medicine costs so much money!"

"The medicine we provide is all high-quality, and our medical equipment is also billed by time. See for yourself!"

Saying this, Wang Zhenhai threw a bill over.

Ye Feng took the bill and glanced at it, his anger instantly flaring: "Not only are you a quack, you're also a black-hearted doctor! For such a small amount of medicine, you actually dare to charge such a high price!"

Although he didn't understand medicine, the prices listed were truly outrageous, and there were also some medical equipment usage fees, many of which were groundless.

"Hmph, what do you know? These are all imported medicinal materials; that is the price. Besides, if it weren't for my painstaking treatment, your mother would have died long ago, just based on those few needles you poked!"

Wang Zhenhai snorted coldly, claiming all the credit for himself.

"Is Amoxicillin at one hundred a pill also an imported medicine?"

Ye Feng stared at Wang Zhenhai with icy eyes.

If he hadn't pulled the needle out so carelessly, Mother would not be hovering on the edge of life and death, and now he actually dares to charge such a high medical fee; he is truly a black-hearted doctor with no medical ethics at all!

Wang Zhenhai said righteously: "Of course, these are all imported medicines!"

Ye Feng looked at Li Zhongshuo: "As the head of the hospital, are you not going to do something about this?"

Li Zhongshuo glanced at Wang Zhenhai and said without blushing or skipping a beat: "Everything he said is correct; these are indeed all imported medicines."

Ye Feng looked at the two of them colluding together and said angrily: "Fine, fine, fine, this hospital of yours is truly a nest of snakes and rats, from top to bottom there is no medical ethics to speak of!"