Chapter 83: Ye Zhentian's Incident

A hint of disappointment flashed in Li Si Si's eyes.

"When... will I be able to recover my memory?"

"I... don't know either."

Jiangnan spoke honestly.

"But I will do my best to help you."

Li Si Si nodded, a trace of gratitude in her gaze.

"Thank you, Jiangnan."

"No need to thank me."

Jiangnan smiled.

At that moment, a rapid footstep sounded.

Murong Wan rushed in hastily,

she saw Jiangnan and a look of anxiety appeared on her face, her voice tinged with a hint of panic.

"Mr. Jiang, something's wrong!"

Jiangnan furrowed his brows.

"What happened?"

"There's trouble in the Ye family!"

Murong Wan was out of breath.

"Ye Zhentian... Elder Ye, he suddenly fell into an unresponsive coma!"

"What?"

Jiangnan slightly frowned,

Ye Zhentian, the head of the Ye clan and Ye Wan's grandfather.

How could he suddenly fall into a coma?

"What about Ye Wan?"

Jiangnan asked.

"She is currently at the Ye residence, frantic as ants on a hot pan."

Murong Wan said, grabbing Jiangnan's arm, pleading in her eyes.

"She sent me to find you, hoping you could go take a look."

Jiangnan did not hesitate at all.

"Then, let's go."

After speaking, he left with Murong Wan, but after taking a few steps, as if recalling something, he turned his head toward Li Si Si.

"Will you be okay staying home alone?"

Li Si Si nodded.

"I can!"

Jiangnan gave a slight nod, then hurried away with Murong Wan.

…

The Ye family's mansion,

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the Ye courtyard was heavy.

The courtyard was filled with people, all members of the Ye clan.

Their faces bore anxious and worried expressions.

Jiangnan and Murong Wan entered the courtyard, instantly causing a stir.

"Mr. Jiang is here!"

"Great, a savior has arrived!"

"Mr. Jiang, you must save our clan head!"

The Ye clan members gathered around, speaking in a chorus.

Jiangnan waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"I will do my best."

His voice was soft, yet carried a convincing authority.

Upon hearing him, the crowd's emotions gradually steadied.

Among the crowd, Jiangnan saw Ye Wan.

She stood nearby, her eyes bloodshot, clearly having cried.

Seeing Jiangnan, a glimmer of hope flashed in Ye Wan's eyes.

She hurried over, gripping Jiangnan's hand tightly.

"Mr. Jiang, you finally came!"

Ye Wan's voice trembled with sobs,

"My grandfather... he suddenly collapsed, no matter how we call him, he won't wake up."

"No need to worry, I'm here."

Jiangnan's tone was calm, and perhaps because of that calmness, Ye Wan's emotions also steadied.

Ye Wan nodded, leading Jiangnan into Ye Zhentian's room.

Inside the room, the lighting was dim.

Ye Zhentian lay on the bed, eyes tightly shut, his complexion pale, breath faint.

By the bedside, several doctors stood, examining Ye Zhentian.

Their brows were tightly knit, and their faces wore solemn expressions.

"How's the condition?"

Jiangnan stepped forward to ask.

An older doctor shook his head.

"The situation is far from optimistic."

He sighed.

"We've tried every method, yet we cannot determine the cause of Mr. Ye's coma."

"For now, we can only keep his vital signs stable temporarily."

Jiangnan's brow tightened.

He walked to the bedside and examined Ye Zhentian closely.

Ye Zhentian's face was gaunt, his lips turned purple, clearly signs of poisoning.

Strangely, there was no toxic reaction within his body.

This puzzled Jiangnan.

He extended his hand and placed it on Ye Zhentian's pulse.

A surge of true qi, following Jiangnan's fingertips, flowed into Ye Zhentian's body.

Jiangnan closed his eyes, carefully sensing the condition inside Ye Zhentian.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a flash of insight flickering within.

He discovered that within Ye Zhentian, a strange energy was continuously devouring his life force.

The energy was cold, sinister, bearing an aura of death.

"This is..."

Jiangnan was startled in his heart.

He recalled an ancient legend.

"Soul-Eating Curse!"

It is an extremely vile curse that can devour a person's soul, causing them to die in agony.

Unexpectedly, someone had used this curse on Ye Zhentian.

"Mr. Jiang, how is it? Is my grandfather still salvageable?"

Ye Wan, seeing Jiangnan open his eyes, hurriedly asked.

Jiangnan nodded.

"He can be saved, but it will take some time."

He turned his head toward the doctors.

"You all step out first; I'll handle this here."

The doctors, hearing this, exchanged puzzled looks.

They were somewhat skeptical of Jiangnan.

After all, Jiangnan looked far too young.

"Um... young brother, are you sure you can do this?"

An older doctor wore a troubled expression, his tone laced with doubt.

After all, even with so many experts at a loss, what could this young man possibly do?

Jiangnan's gaze remained calm, without any ripple.

"I can."

His tone was firm, leaving no room for doubt.

The doctors still tried to persuade, but Ye Wan spoke up.

"Doctors, please trust Mr. Jiang; he will surely save my grandfather."

She placed absolute trust in Jiangnan.

Seeing this, the doctors could only helplessly shake their heads and leave the room.

Inside the room, only Jiangnan, Ye Wan, and the unconscious Ye Zhentian remained.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Suddenly, a rapid footfall sounded.

It shattered the room's silence.

The door was flung open, and a young man in a suit wearing gold‑rimmed glasses rushed into the room.

"Wan'er, I heard Grandpa Ye is gravely ill, so I came back from abroad especially."

The young man looked at Ye Wan with a concerned expression.

"How is Grandpa Ye? Any improvement?"

Ye Wan saw the newcomer, a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"Qian Chong? How did you return?"

Qian Chong, Ye Wan's university classmate, had persistently pursued her.

Later, Qian Chong went abroad to study at Hope University.

The two had not been in contact for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he appeared at this moment.

"When I heard about Grandpa Ye, I immediately dropped everything and rushed back without stopping."

Qian Chong looked at Ye Wan with deep affection.

"Wan'er, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to save Grandpa Ye."

As he said, his gaze fell on Jiangnan, who was standing nearby.

Qian Chong frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"Who is this?"

His tone carried a trace of hostility.

"This is Mr. Jiang, a friend of our Ye family."

Ye Wan began to introduce,

"Jiangnan's medical skill is outstanding; he is treating Grandpa right now."

"Outstanding medical skill?"

Qian Chong scanned Jiangnan from head to toe, his eyes full of contempt.

"Just him? What medical skill could he possibly have?"

His tone was tinged with mockery.

"I am a top student of the Medical Department at Hope University, having studied under the world-renowned medical expert Professor Williams."

"You should trust me, not these jianghu swindlers!"

Qian Chong wore a proud expression, as if he were an authority in the medical world.

"Qian Chong, don't speak of Mr. Jiang that way; he really is impressive."

Ye Wan was a little angry.

She disliked Qian Chong's attitude of looking down on everyone.