Chapter 96: How Is He Worthy of Being a Father
Ye Feng gently carried Gu Ran to the sofa, then quickly pulled the Silver Needle he carried with him from his pocket.
However, the moment he raised his hand, he was abruptly stopped by a middle-aged man standing to the side.
The man's face was grim, and his tone carried suspicion and anger: "What are you doing?"
Ye Feng frowned and said in a hurried tone: "Let go of me!"
"Her Cold Poison has flared up; it must be stabilized immediately, otherwise her life will be in danger!"
The man sneered, staring at Ye Feng with sharp eyes: "Treating her?"
"Are you a doctor?"
"Do you have a medical license?"
"If something goes wrong with the treatment, can you afford the consequences!"
Hearing the man's words, Ye Feng's brow furrowed even tighter, and a familiar feeling welled up in his heart.
Just as he was about to retort, he realized Gu Ran's condition was worsening; even standing nearby, one could feel a biting chill!
"So what if I do? So what if I don't?"
"The most important thing right now is to save her; her situation cannot be delayed any longer!"
Ye Feng shoved the man away, his tone full of anger and impatience.
The man was clearly provoked by Ye Feng's attitude; he suddenly pushed Ye Feng away and said sternly: "Stop putting on an act here!"
"My daughter's affairs are not for you to manage!"
After he finished speaking, he bent down, intending to pick up Gu Ran from the sofa.
Gu Ran was by now so weak she could barely speak, but she still struggled to raise her hand and grabbed her father's sleeve, her voice faint yet firm: "Dad... let Ye Feng help me... he can do it..."
Hearing his daughter's words, the man's face looked even worse, his tone full of anger at her failure to meet his expectations: "Hopeless, truly hopeless!"
"If I had known you would turn out like this when you grew up, I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place!"
Hearing the man's words, Ye Feng was completely shocked.
His own daughter was already half a foot into the gates of hell, yet he could actually say such things; how could a person like this even be worthy of being a father!
At this moment, Gu Ran's condition could no longer be delayed; if it were put off any longer, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He stepped forward and said in a hurried tone: "It's already too late to send her to the hospital now!"
"Her Cold Poison is flaring up rapidly; I must apply the needles to stabilize her immediately!"
The man, however, did not listen to Ye Feng's persuasion at all and cursed angrily: "Stop trying to scare people here!"
"You are just a liar! I will never let you touch my daughter!"
Watching Gu Ran's face grow paler and her breathing grow weaker, Ye Feng was burning with anxiety.
If this continued, Gu Ran would truly be in danger of losing her life.
Following this, he gritted his teeth, suddenly raised his hand, and delivered a hand-blade strike to the back of the man's neck.
The man let out a muffled groan, passed out instantly, and collapsed to the floor.
The woman to the side saw this scene and immediately shrieked: "Murder, he's murdering someone!"
Ye Feng turned his head abruptly, glaring at her with eyes as sharp as knives, his voice icy: "If you want your daughter to live, shut up!"
The woman trembled at Ye Feng's gaze; she opened her mouth, but dared not make another sound.
She looked at her husband who had fainted on the floor, then at her daughter who was dying on the sofa, and ultimately chose silence.
Ye Feng did not waste any more time; he quickly returned to Gu Ran's side, laid her body flat, and then took out the Silver Needle, precisely piercing several acupuncture points on her body.
As the Silver Needle was inserted, Gu Ran's breathing gradually steadied, and the pallor on her face eased slightly.
Her fingers moved slightly, her eyes slowly opened, and her voice was weak but carried a trace of relief: "Ye Feng... thank you... it's good that you are here..."
Seeing this, Ye Feng let out a sigh of relief, gently held her hand, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't talk, rest well; with me here, you will be fine!"
The woman stood to the side, watching Gu Ran's gradually improving state, the terror on her face slowly replaced by complex emotions.
She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately did not speak.
After a while, Gu Ran's state finally stabilized.
Ye Feng removed the Silver Needle one by one, then gently picked her up, placed her back on the bed in the bedroom, and carefully covered her with the quilt.
When he walked out of the bedroom, Ye Feng saw the woman squatting on the floor, trying to wake the fainted man.
And behind her, two bodyguards in black had appeared out of nowhere.
Ye Feng walked over, glanced at them, and said indifferently: "He is fine; he will wake up in a while."
"Gu Ran's Cold Poison is temporarily stabilized, but she still needs further recuperation."
"If you truly care about her, just go back for now; she cannot be subjected to any more stimulation!"
Hearing Ye Feng's words, the woman looked at him with complex eyes, then waved her hand, signaling the bodyguards to carry the fainted man out.
When she reached the door, she stopped, turned around, and said to Ye Feng: "If you truly love Gu Ran, let go while you can."
"She is not someone you can touch; her identity is not as simple as it appears on the surface."
Having said this, she closed the door directly and left with the bodyguards and the man.
Ye Feng stood at the door, hearing the woman's words, feeling somewhat confused.
He frowned, secretly pondering the woman's words in his heart.
But after pondering for a long time, he could not make heads or tails of it.
Simply put, Ye Feng stopped pondering; right now, the most important thing was to take good care of Gu Ran!
Following this, he turned and walked into the kitchen, skillfully brewing medicine.
The fragrance of the medicine gradually permeated the entire room; Ye Feng carried the brewed medicine and walked into Gu Ran's bedroom with light steps.
Closing the door, Ye Feng discovered that Gu Ran on the bed had already opened her eyes.
She was leaning against the head of the bed; although her face was still somewhat pale, her spirit was clearly much better.
Seeing Ye Feng enter, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a gentle smile.
Ye Feng walked to the bedside, gently handed over the medicine bowl, and said in a tender tone, "Drink the medicine."
Gu Ran took the medicine bowl, sipped it, then frowned, placed the bowl on the table to the side, and said softly, "It's too bitter; I'll drink it later."
Ye Feng smiled, did not force her, but instead sat by the bed and asked softly, "Do you feel any better?"
Gu Ran nodded, looked at Ye Feng with a complex gaze, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Ye Feng, if you encountered this kind of family, what would you do?"
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, not expecting Gu Ran to ask this question so suddenly.
He pondered for a moment, then said earnestly, "Life was given by them; as children, we ought to fulfill our responsibilities as children."
"But life is our own, and we must hold it firmly in our own hands!"
After hearing Ye Feng's words, a flicker of emotion flashed through Gu Ran's eyes.
She lowered her head and said softly, "But... sometimes it is really hard to stick to one's own stance."
"Especially when facing them, I always feel powerless to resist."
Ye Feng gently held her hand, his tone firm: "Gu Ran, you are not alone."
"You have me; I will always be by your side to support you, and no matter what happens, we can face it together."
Gu Ran raised her head, looked into Ye Feng's eyes, and a glimmer of tears gradually welled up in her eyes.
She bit her lip, her voice somewhat choked: "Ye Feng, thank you... having you by my side, I really feel very at ease."
Ye Feng smiled, reached out to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a tender tone, "Don't say these things; drink the medicine first."
"Once your body is better, I will accompany you to face them together."
Gu Ran nodded, picked up the medicine bowl again, and drank the medicine in one breath.
Although the medicine was very bitter, her heart felt warm...
End of Chapter
