The Intern Who Practiced for two Months.

As soon as Zhao Zhou stepped through the door, he began lavishly praising Boss Bing's business.

Ye Feng felt dizzy and on the verge of collapse from listening to it.

Boss Bing was a talkative middle-aged man, over forty years old.

He showed no signs of the usual middle-aged paunch, instead subtly exuding the charm of his handsome and dashing youth.

Even at his age, he still had an attractive mature gentleman appeal.

He could clearly sense Ye Feng's boredom, so he took the initiative to speak, "It seems everyone is hungry, why don't we serve the dishes early?"

"Good idea, waiter, bring out the food."

Zhao Zhou didn't want to turn the original welcoming banquet into a business dinner.

He quickly called for the waiter.

Braised ox-tendon with fragrant flower petals, sautéed lamb with green onions, stir-fried lamb with potato shreds, stir-fried conger eel with Chinese chives, sea cucumber and mushroom soup, goji berry and pork belly soup.

One delicious dish after another was served on the table.

Ye Feng exclaimed as he looked at the table, "It's not easy being a man!"

Then he started eating heartily.

Some things are better done sooner than later.

"Well said, eat up."

Boss Bing was clearly a man of indulgent nature, eating in a very hearty manner.

As for Zhao Zhou, since he ordered all the dishes, what more could he say?

He could only focus on eating.

After a sumptuous meal and lots of drinks.

Zhao Zhou and Boss Bing started discussing business.

Before getting into the main topic, Zhao Zhou naturally wouldn't forget to introduce his trump card.

"Boss Bing, I must formally introduce my brother to you."

"Ye Feng, don't underestimate him. You've heard of the Divine Doctor Dong, right? He's been recognized by the Divine Doctor Dong himself. Moreover, the Divine Doctor Dong's ultimate techniques have been passed down to him."

Zhao Zhou spoke in a hushed tone, but Boss Bing listened ever more intently.

Upon hearing that Ye Feng had learned the Divine Doctor Dong's ultimate skills, Boss Bing was overjoyed.

"Hello, hello, you must be Doctor Ye. I'm Bing Cha, pleased to meet you."

One of Boss Bing's purposes for coming to Jiang City was to seek treatment from the Divine Doctor Dong.

Unfortunately, the Divine Doctor Dong had left Jiang City a few days earlier.

His whereabouts were unknown.

Otherwise, Bing Cha wouldn't have had time to attend this banquet tonight.

Now, upon hearing that the Divine Doctor Dong's disciple was here and had learned the Rejuvenation Acupuncture technique, it was an unexpected turn of events that filled Bing Cha with delight.

"Hello..." Ye Feng said in a daze.

He had never seen someone's attitude change so quickly.

From being indifferent towards him earlier, Boss Bing had suddenly become warmly welcoming.

"Come, Doctor Ye, let me toast you."

Before Ye Feng could refuse, Boss Bing downed the wine in his cup.

"But... I'm not much of a drinker."

Ye Feng didn't like the taste of alcohol.

He always felt it was strange.

"My brother here is still a student, Boss Bing, please forgive him. I'll drink on his behalf."

Zhao Zhou quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"No problem, no problem. Doctor Ye can do as he pleases. If you want to drink something else, we can have the waiter get it right now."

Bing Cha was always very respectful towards his savior.

"Then let me have a bottle of AD Calcium Milk."

Ye Feng hadn't had the white drink in a long time and suddenly felt nostalgic for it.

"Pfft..."

Zhao Zhou, who had just punished himself with a cup of wine, accidentally spat it out.

"Cough cough..."

Zhao Zhou felt like he had been choked by something, coughing nonstop.

"Are you okay? Drink slowly next time, no need to rush."

Ye Feng patted Zhao Zhou's back with concern.

"Cough cough, I'm fine, no problem. Waiter, go get a case of AD Calcium Milk and also a case of Refreshingly Delicious soda."

Zhao Zhou had lost interest in drinking alcohol.

He might as well just drink soft drinks to accompany his friend.

"Then get me a case of Milk Doll."

Boss Bing went with the flow as well.

The waiter was highly efficient and returned with the drinks in just a few minutes.

The milk drinking party officially began.

"By the way, Ye Feng, Boss Bing had some health issues in the past. Could you please give him a thorough examination?"

After a few rounds of milk drinks and a lively atmosphere, Zhao Zhou spoke up.

"No problem."

After drinking a bottle of Refreshingly Delicious soda, Ye Feng felt refreshingly delicious himself.

He extended his hand, took Boss Bing's pulse, nodded, and said in a masterful tone, "Mr. Bing, you were quite vigorous in your younger years, having relations seven times in one night. That took a toll on your foundation."

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. Back then, I didn't know restraint, and now I'm suffering the consequences."

Boss Bing lowered his head in embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay, that's common for middle-aged men. Just drink some Western ginseng and goji berries regularly, and you'll be fine."

Ye Feng earnestly recommended to Boss Bing.

"Good, good. To be honest, I've already been doing that."

"But the effects don't seem very obvious. Could you help me by administering a few acupuncture needles?"

"I heard the Divine Doctor Dong's Rejuvenation Acupuncture technique is unparalleled and can even defeat the King of Hell."

Boss Bing's voice grew softer.

"No problem, you're suffering from Kidney Essence Deficiency. You need to balance work and rest, don't overexert yourself."

"Of course, after I administer a few needles, you'll mostly recover."

"But you must remember, don't engage in any strenuous activities immediately after. You need to rest and recuperate for a month."

"Additionally, you need to exercise restraint from now on. Don't be as vigorous as you were in your youth."

Ye Feng lectured Boss Bing.

"Yes, yes, I'll be mindful of that," Boss Bing nodded repeatedly.

"Then lie down so I can perform the procedure."

Ye Feng took out his silver needles.

Boss Bing obediently lay down on the nearby sofa.

The silver needles flashed under the crystal chandelier's light.

"Bang."

The door to the private room was flung open.

The heavy door slammed against the wall behind it.

"Wait a moment."

Ye Feng heard the familiar voice and turned his head.

Sure enough, it was that man again.

Zhou Luo strode in steadily with his head wrapped in white bandages.

He scanned the room before fixing his gaze on Boss Bing.

"Who are you?" Boss Bing asked indignantly.

There were some things he didn't want others to know about.

"Who I am doesn't concern you, or perhaps you'll find out eventually."

"What you should be considering is whether you truly want this Doctor Ye, who has only been learning the Rejuvenation Acupuncture for two months, to treat your chronic illness of nearly ten years?"

Zhou Luo challenged loudly.

"What? Only two months? This..."

Boss Bing looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"Yes, to be precise, not even two full months."

Ye Feng remained unfazed. Wasn't two months enough?

Although he hadn't fully mastered his master's ultimate skills, he had already self-taught the Rejuvenation Acupuncture technique.

Aside from lacking sufficient practice subjects, there were no other issues.

After all, he had the foundation of the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles, so it was easy to pick up related skills.

But Boss Bing didn't see it that way. Those renowned master practitioners had all trained for decades to reach their level.

Having already harbored some doubts about Ye Feng, he promptly decided to abandon the idea of letting Ye Feng continue the treatment.

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