Invincible Little School Doctor
Chapter 1167 - 1166: Your Shameless Name, I’m Not Interested in Knowing! (2nd Update)

Chapter 1167: Chapter 1166: Your Shameless Name, I’m Not Interested in Knowing! (2nd Update)

"I’m sorry, Alliance Master Ye, that guy’s mouth is really too tight, I couldn’t do anything!" The brawny woman said with a disappointed look.

"It’s okay, I’m already very grateful to you!" Ye Haochuan chuckled and asked, "By the way, what’s the heroine’s name?"

"I’m Tie Girl." The brawny woman grinned, then seemed to remember something, and shouted, "Oh no, it’s already dawn. If my master finds out I sneaked out, she’ll kill me."

With that said, she didn’t even bother to bid farewell to Ye Haochuan and ran off in a hurry.

Ye Haochuan couldn’t help but smile wryly. If someone could train such a fierce disciple, he wondered how formidable her master must be.

Driven by curiosity, Ye Haochuan walked into that room.

As soon as he walked in, a strong stench hit him. With Ye Haochuan’s experience, he naturally knew that such a strong smell only came from slaughter reaching hundreds of millions.

This room didn’t have a bed, only a stone table, which was now also quite damaged.

In a messy corner of the wall, Chen Kelin lay there stark naked, his eyes deeply sunken, as if he’d aged forty or fifty years overnight.

Chen Kelin also saw Ye Haochuan, but at this moment, he didn’t even have the energy to give him a hateful look. His mouth opened and closed, and he weakly muttered a few words: "Twenty times, a full twenty times! Ye Haochuan, you’re ruthless!"

Damn, no wonder Tie Girl looked so radiant, she had completely drained Chen Kelin! It seems she shouldn’t be called Tie Girl, but Iron Bull instead.

Ye Haochuan found it quite amusing; he was certain that there wasn’t a single drop of milky essence left in Chen Kelin’s body.

After mumbling for a while, Chen Kelin finally couldn’t take it and passed out. If his cultivation wasn’t significant, he might already be playing chess with King Yama.

Letting the people from Proud World Alliance, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, take him away, only then did Ye Haochuan head to the hospital, ready to continue his consultations.

Although he hadn’t slept all night, he was still full of energy.

Ever since the last free clinic, Ye Haochuan’s Divine Doctor title had spread throughout the Imperial Capital. Lately, many patients came to see him, and every morning there was usually a long queue outside the hospital.

But today, when he arrived at the hospital, he found that there were far fewer patients.

What’s going on? Could it be that someone’s causing trouble again?

With doubts in mind, Ye Haochuan found a nurse at the entrance to inquire.

"Doctor Ye, you don’t know? Today a Doctor Kou came, her medical skills are no worse than yours. Before you arrived, Doctor Kou had already seen many patients!" The young nurse replied respectfully to Ye Haochuan.

"Doctor Kou? Could it be Kou Jing? Right, how could I forget about her?" Ye Haochuan’s eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly walked in.

Last time when he rescued Kou Jing, Ye Haochuan had asked her to stabilize her cultivation and also taught her some medical techniques. It seems she believed she was ready and wanted to find something to do at the hospital.

Sure enough, in his usual office, Doctor Kou Jing was wearing a white coat, carefully diagnosing a patient’s pulse. Moments later, she also rubbed the patient’s abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, the patient, who had been in sweating pain, suddenly looked calm.

"Wow, I’m cured! A Divine Doctor, truly a Divine Doctor!" the patient gleefully exclaimed.

Kou Jing smiled lightly, wiped the sweat off her forehead, and signaled for the next patient to come in.

Ye Haochuan shook his head with a wry smile; he could easily see that Kou Jing was using spiritual energy to treat the patients.

Such treatment effects are undoubtedly remarkable but would place a significant burden on her body. In the long run, her health would definitely struggle.

"Take a break and let me handle it!" Ye Haochuan approached calmly and said.

"You’re here? Just in time, I’m also tired!" Seeing Ye Haochuan, Kou Jing visibly breathed a sigh of relief and stepped aside.

But at that moment, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

"Hey, who are you? I want this beautiful Divine Doctor to treat me, get the hell out!"

A young man with a delinquent appearance spoke, displaying a tattoo of a black Giant Dragon on his exposed arm.

Ye Haochuan smiled indifferently and said, "Don’t worry, my medical skills are better than hers!"

"What the hell does it matter if your medical skills are good? I’m here for the beautiful doctor, not for you!" the punk shouted loudly.

He wasn’t really sick; he had just heard that a goddess-level female doctor had come to the affiliated hospital and wanted to take advantage of the situation.

"Haochuan, maybe I should see him after all?" Kou Jing suggested, not wanting to cause a scene.

Ye Haochuan shook his head indifferently and said to the punk, "Are you here for treatment, or are you here to see the beauty?"

"Both treatment and beauty-watching. Why, got a problem?" the punk said arrogantly.

"If it’s for treatment, sit tight like a good boy! If it’s to see a beauty, sorry, this is a hospital, not a red-light district, so roll away as far as you can!" Ye Haochuan looked at the punk with a mischievous grin.

"Kid, you’ve got some nerve! Do you know who I am?" the punk snorted coldly.

"Sorry, your cheap name doesn’t interest me. Better scram before I get angry, I’m not kidding!" Ye Haochuan chuckled.

"Damn kid, do you think I scare easily?" The punk roared in fury, calling out towards the door, "Everyone outside, get in here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, over a dozen young men swarmed in, filling the office to the brim.

"If you know what’s good for you, let that beautiful doctor come over and treat me obediently, or I’ll make you go from doctor to patient, believe it or not?"

"You know, it’s been a while since I’ve met someone as clueless as you!" Ye Haochuan’s face was full of mockery.

"You’re courting death!" The punk roared angrily, clenching his fist.

But just as he was about to throw a punch, a scream suddenly echoed from the door. Then a loud, intense shout resounded through the entire office.

"Stop right there, causing trouble in the affiliated hospital, do you have a death wish?"

The punk turned his head and saw a strong figure in a security uniform stepping on one of his men, glaring at him angrily.

From the look in this person’s eyes, the punk couldn’t help but feel chills down his spine, his legs instinctively trembling. From those eyes, he could distinctly sense a touch of iron-blooded spirit.

"Don’t be afraid of him, there are so many of us, he can’t possibly be a match, get him!" The punk forced himself to suppress his inner fear and pretended to be "calm."

His subordinates exchanged glances but still encouraged each other and charged forward.

The security guard let out a snort and with his fists flying up and down, he pierced through the crowd with an unstoppable momentum, arriving right in front of the punk.