City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 179 - 179 0180 Mid Qi Refinement Realm Level 3

179: Chapter 0180: Mid Qi Refinement Realm Level 3 179: Chapter 0180: Mid Qi Refinement Realm Level 3 The two chief surgeons and the assistant surgeon just gave their all in the operation, but Liu Dazhuang’s injuries were too severe, especially the internal ones.

The fact that they managed to save his life is already commendable.

They just finished the surgery and can’t confirm its outcome yet, but there is a 99 percent chance that the surgery will fail.

And if it fails, Liu Dazhuang will face permanent paralysis.

The chief surgeon didn’t say much more.

They had been in the operating room for over four hours and hadn’t even had dinner yet.

They were very hungry.

After the assistant surgeon and he left, Liu Dazhuang was moved to another ward.

Liu Dafei looked at Zhang Xiaofei, who looked at the other members of the motorcycle gang.

“Xiaofei, what do you think will happen when Dazhuang wakes up and finds out about this?”

Liu Dafei asked.

Liu Dazhuang is only in his forties.

If he becomes paralyzed for life, it would be a fate worse than death.

He would definitely need someone to take care of him until he leaves this world.

“Boss, didn’t that person say he could treat him?”

Zhang Xiaofei naturally thought of what Ye Qiu had told him.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofei knew that his own condition had been very serious too, but after Ye Qiu treated him, he completely recovered.

So, thinking about Liu Dazhuang’s situation now, he knew that they could only seek help from Ye Qiu.

“Are you talking about that Ye Qiu?”

Liu Dafei asked in disbelief.

Zhang Xiaofei nodded.

But when he thought about the five million, Liu Dafei said nothing more and decided to wait until Liu Dazhuang woke up.

Liu Dazhuang had been given anesthesia and wouldn’t wake up until seven or eight o’clock the next morning.

Liu Dafei didn’t dare to tell their parents about the failed surgery on his brother, nor dared he tell Liu Dazhuang’s wife.

Of course, living this way comes with such risks.

Now that Liu Dazhuang had been moved to a private ward, besides a nurse who was giving him an IV drip, the only ones remaining in the room were Liu Dafei, Zhang Xiaofei, and a few members of the motorcycle gang.

“I’ll leave now.

You keep an eye on him.”

Liu Dafei said to Zhang Xiaofei.

Liu Dafei left with the motorcycle gang members.

When a member brought Zhang Xiaofei a boxed meal, only Zhang Xiaofei and the unconscious Liu Dazhuang were left in the room.

Right now, Zhang Xiaofei wasn’t worried about Liu Dazhuang.

Instead, he thought about the young man Ye Qiu, who had left a deep impression on him after treating him twice.

But why did Ye Qiu finally cure his illness?

…

Ye Qiu returned to the old neighborhood, parked his bike, and went upstairs to see Chen Fang and Ye Xue watching TV.

He didn’t see Ye Weidong.

He was likely checking on the renovation at their restaurant.

The restaurant was being renovated day and night.

Since it was in the suburbs with no neighbors around, the renovation wouldn’t disturb anyone.

After greeting Chen Fang and Ye Xue, Ye Qiu went to his room, grabbed some clothes, and took a shower.

When he came out, it was past eleven at night.

Ye Qiu returned to his room, shut the door, turned off the light, and sat cross-legged on a mat to continue cultivating the Primordial Five Emperors Technique.

The night was particularly clear, with no rain or clouds, and the moonlight shone directly through the window onto Ye Qiu.

He operated the mental method of the Primordial Five Emperors Technique repeatedly, continuously absorbing the moonlight essence, which entered his meridians, transformed into True Qi, and was stored in his dantian.

By the previous morning, Ye Qiu had sensed he was on the verge of a breakthrough, separated by a thin membrane.

Now, his cultivation accelerated, as he absorbed spiritual energy that transformed into True Qi and was stored in his dantian.

As the True Qi in his dantian reached a certain capacity, it began to expand, eventually causing a qualitative change, leading to a breakthrough.

When Ye Qiu opened his eyes, he realized he had already broken through.

He had progressed from the Early Stage of the third level of Qi Refining to the Mid Stage of the third level, taking a deep breath and exhaling turbid air.

He felt much more comfortable overall.

Glancing at the time, it was already past eight in the morning.

After washing up and getting dressed, he found that Chen Fang and Ye Xue were not present.

Perhaps they had gone to the restaurant.

However, there was a bowl of egg and beef noodles prepared by Ye Xue on the table.

Underneath was a note.

Seeing his sister’s handwriting, Ye Qiu found her quite endearing.

He wasn’t in a hurry to go to school, so he finished the noodles before biking to Liu Lingxiu’s house.

Liu Lingxiu had been waiting for Ye Qiu.

Now that exams were over, returning to school was mainly for review, so she wasn’t in a rush.

When Ye Qiu arrived, Liu Lingxiu asked, “Did you have breakfast?”

“I did.

My sister made it.”

Ye Qiu biked to the Jiangbei No.

3 Middle School’s teaching building.

When he and Liu Lingxiu entered the classroom, only Zhang Wei was missing, leaving just him and Liu Lingxiu.

The homeroom teacher, Li Molian, had already come by with the Chinese test papers, but seeing that Ye Qiu and Liu Lingxiu weren’t there yet, had held off on distributing them.

Having waited in the classroom for thirty minutes, Li Molian finally saw Ye Qiu and Liu Lingxiu arrive.

Liu Lingxiu felt a bit embarrassed and gave Li Molian a quick glance before hastening to her seat.

Ye Qiu, however, walked in leisurely through the back door of the classroom.

Once they both sat down, Li Molian said, “This time, the Chinese exam papers have been graded by first and second-year teachers, not our third-year teachers.

Overall, the grading was very fair and standard.”

To avoid inconsistent grading, this mock exam’s papers were all graded by first and second-year teachers.

After they finished grading, the scores were recorded, and the papers were returned to each class.

The class had been anxiously waiting for these results.

Now that Li Molian was about to distribute the papers, most students, except for Liu Lingxiu and Su Luoluo, appeared quite nervous.

Ye Qiu sat there, directly pulling out a novel about immortal cultivation to read.

Su Luoluo noticed Ye Qiu’s nonchalant demeanor and wondered what was going through his mind.

“Some students did very well, while others were inconsistent.

I’ll start handing out the papers from the highest score to the lowest.”

“Ye Qiu, 149 points.”

Li Molian called out.

Ye Qiu had thought he would get a perfect score again but was surprised to see he was one point short.

In fact, Ye Qiu was unaware that the teacher grading his essay chose not to give him a perfect score, fearing it might make him arrogant.