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Zhao Zhou shook his head, saying, "That's not it."

Ye Feng was surprised and said, "What are you afraid of then? The other passing dragons from outside probably can't oppress you, the local snake either."

Zhao Zhou said seriously, "Don't underestimate her. Her grandfather is the godly doctor Hades Enemy who has saved countless big shots. Not to mention we don't know when we'll get a headache or hot-headedness and fall into his hands."

Ye Feng was about to say something when he saw in the not-so-distance that a large group of people had completely blocked the road.

"Why did he suddenly collapse?"

"Don't know."

"It's scary that there were no signs at all."

"I heard from the people inside that it seems to be a heart attack, and he didn't have any fast-acting heart medicine on him."

"That's unfortunate."

"Who knows, Young Master Dong's granddaughter is in there."

There were many onlookers, and in the midst of the idle chatter, Ye Feng also understood what had happened up ahead.

With a doctor's caring attitude, Ye Feng squeezed through the crowd towards the center.

Although there were many spectators, there was a large open space at the epicenter of the event that no one dared approach. Only Dong Meng and her roommate were examining the patient's condition.

Sudden cardiac arrest is a very serious illness that can easily lead to death if one is not careful.

Although Dong Meng came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, she was still young and her medical skills were not up to par. She did not dare rashly attempt to rescue the man. She was anxious when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in her peripheral vision.

Ye Feng - she had heard from one of her good friends that this young man had already obtained his medical license at his young age.

Although she was a little skeptical, the situation was critical now, so she had no choice but to give it a try.

"Ye Feng, come take a look."

Ye Feng had just squeezed into the crowd and did not get a clear look at the situation when he heard someone calling his name. It was Dong Meng who was examining the patient. He couldn't help but curiously ask, "You know me?"

Ye Feng was not to blame. Even university classmates might not be able to name each other by the time they graduate, let alone someone who had kept a low profile like him all this time. Being called out by name was indeed puzzling.

"I've heard someone mention you before. I heard you have a medical license? Can you take a look at this heart condition? It would be good if you can just stabilize him. I've already called an ambulance."

There was an uproar among the people around when they heard Dong Meng's words.

"That can't be real. Can't you only take the medical license exam two years after graduating? Judging by how young he looks, isn't he just a freshman? How is that possible?"

"You just don't understand. For people with money and power, it's not the same as ordinary people. Haven't you heard of child prodigies? However, I don't believe someone his age can be that capable either."

"Don't judge a book by its cover...."

"So you believe it?"

"No."

Amidst the sounds of skepticism around him, Ye Feng did not offer any explanation. He went straight to Dong Meng's side, briefly responding as he examined the patient's condition, "Yes. I can."

After carefully examining the patient's condition, Ye Feng already had a good sense of what was going on. He took out the silver needles he carried with him, steadied his hand over the acupoint, and pierced straight down. The patient instantly quieted down.

The needles were quick and accurate. Dong Meng did not even have time to react before he was done.

Around them, the crowd watched as Ye Feng swiftly inserted and removed the needles, and the patient stopped moving. After a few seconds of silence, an even greater commotion exploded.

"Damn, he's not moving. Don't tell me he got stabbed to death?"

"Too scary, quack doctor harming people!"

"Let's call the police!"

Dong Meng was also shocked, but having grown up in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, she did have some understanding of acupuncture. After carefully examining the patient, she found that his heart condition had been suppressed and he had simply fainted.

Before things could escalate, she quickly explained, "Everyone, don't panic. The patient is not dead, he just fainted."

People tended to be more tolerant and understanding towards pretty girls. No one said anything more.

However, the crowd did not disperse and kept them surrounded.

After all, words are not proof. As mothers always say, the prettier the girl, the more she lies.

It was best to stay put until the matter was resolved.

Fortunately, the ambulance from the hospital arrived shortly after. Finding no issues with the patient after examination, they took him away.

The onlookers gradually dispersed, leaving just the four people standing there.

Dong Meng extended her hand to Ye Feng and said, "Let me formally introduce myself, my name is Dong Meng."

Ye Feng also reached out and lightly shook her hand, "Hello, my name is Ye Feng. You said earlier that you knew me?"

Dong Meng smiled lightly, "You know Su Mumu right? She's my good friend. I first heard about you from her."

So that was how. Ye Feng suddenly understood. After getting his medical license just a few days ago, how did it seem that everyone knew about it.

Dong Meng brushed a lock of hair back and continued, "I don't know if you have time this weekend, but could you come to my house? Don't get me wrong, my grandfather wants to meet you after I happened to mention you to him when I called just now. He's very interested in you and insists that I invite you over to visit."

"Um..."

Ye Feng was hesitant. He had never visited a girl's house before. It had always been girls like Yu Liu Ling visiting him.

Zhao Zhou quickly flashed him a look, and Ye Feng reluctantly said, "Alright."

Seeing Ye Feng agree, Dong Meng took out her phone, "Then great, here is my pigeon signal, please add me. I'll come pick you up by car this weekend."

Before Ye Feng could respond, Zhao Zhou hurriedly said, "No need, don't trouble Miss Dong. I'll drive him over this weekend."

"Alright then. See you."

Dong Meng left with her clearly displeased roommate.

After they walked away, Zhao Zhou landed a fist on Ye Feng, "Not bad, hooking up with Dong Meng on the first day of school. And since when did you learn medicine and get so skilled? Come on, let's go back to the dorm, tell me all about it! Oh and this weekend, you must bring me along as well."

Facing the chattering Zhao Zhou, Ye Feng helplessly started explaining.

At the Zhou Family Villa

"What? He suddenly had a heart attack on the road? Dong Meng invited Ye Feng to visit her family... Damn!"

Zhou Luo fiercely smashed his phone onto the ground. Phone parts were sent flying, scattered all over the floor.

He had been delighted earlier, having ruined Ye Feng's chance to shine on his first day and racked up 30 villain points.

But just when he turned away for a moment, the protagonists hooked up again, damn!

The plot clearly contained no such twist!

Carrying doubts, Zhou Luo flipped through the script again. The original plot had changed with some variations in the subsequent storylines.

Zhou Luo heaved a deep sigh. It was the butterfly effect again. The changes he incited also led to variations down the line. Unless he constantly watched the script, the law of attraction between the male and female protagonists would not be broken.

"Someone come and clean up this room!"

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