Chapter 14 Seeking Help_1

Nonchalantly taking the tissue, Yang Ghosthand wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Inside, he was cursing a storm, but all he could do was force a smile and say, "No need, we are a family of medical experts! What I just did was detoxing."

Gu Qingya could tell that it was obviously an internal injury, but Yang Ghosthand claimed it was detoxification.

Yang Yi also chimed in with a grin, "My brother's medical skill is truly extraordinary, capable of detoxing and maintaining beauty even while walking and talking!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a few strands of Yang Ghosthand's jet black hair suddenly turned white.

In fact, this was because the acupuncture point seal Yang Yi had just casually applied was an illusion. The human body has the Ren and Du channels, and this time Yang Yi had struck even more ruthlessly, directly crippling Yang Ghosthand's lifeline.

The reason why he didn't kill him was, first, to avoid causing trouble for the hospital, and second, because Yang Yi wanted to see just how much the Yang family would be willing to invest in this waste.

Feigning ignorance, Yang Yi pointed to the white strands on Yang Ghosthand's forehead, puzzled, "Brother, are you prematurely aging? Or has worry taken its toll, and you're going grey so young?"

Facing this mockery, Yang Ghosthand's previous confidence had vanished, but he didn't believe this was Yang Yi's doing. It must have been that Uncle Chen Lin's.

He gritted his teeth against the pain and said, "Just don't forget our medical association meeting."

After saying that, Yang Ghosthand turned and quickly left the hospital, driving straight to the Chengshan Villa because he had no idea what had happened.

Seeing Yang Ghosthand swagger in and then slink away dejectedly, Gu Qingya looked puzzled and said, "He seemed to have an internal injury. What happened?"

Yang Yi came back to his senses and scratched his head, "Actually, that's a secret technique of the Yang family, destroying before rebuilding. I just made a little move!"

"You just now? When?"

Gu Qingya looked shocked. She hadn't seen Yang Yi make a move from start to finish. Could it be through the power of thought?

But she couldn't quite grasp the explanation at the moment, so Yang Yi simply said, "Psychological suggestion!"

While Gu Qingya wasn't very familiar with neurology, she had some understanding of psychology.

The most famous case of psychological suggestion was when in history, a convict was executed.

They made a small cut on his finger, then blindfolded him, telling him he was being bled, while letting him listen to the sound of dripping water.

In the end, the convict died from the psychological suggestion, believing his blood was continuously flowing.

Not quite comprehending, Gu Qingya looked at Yang Yi with newfound respect and puzzled, "Yang Yi, how do you know everything? Aside from traditional Chinese medicine, you know Western medicine, and psychology too??"

Faced with such praise, Yang Yi glanced at the time and then exclaimed, "Oh no! Honey, we forgot to pick up Yiyi."

Hearing this, Gu Qingya also suddenly snapped back to reality, hastily changing out of her white coat.

She put on a light blue dress, took Yang Yi's hand and said, "Quick! Move faster! Yiyi's kindergarten gets out early, she'll be anxious."

Arriving at the garage, Gu Qingya got behind the wheel of the Mercedes-Maybach while Yang Yi sat in the passenger seat, both rushing to the kindergarten.

However, due to rush hour traffic, Chengshan City was jammed up, causing Gu Qingya to become even more anxious.

The kindergarten called, pressuring Gu Qingya, "Dr. Gu, how come your driver hasn't arrived yet? We're closed!"

"It's not a driver; that's my daddy!" a disputing voice came through the phone from Yiyi.

The teacher on the phone was taken aback, wondering if she had heard wrong.

However, at that moment, Gu Qingya had already made up her mind about Yang Yi, upset that while she was busy working, he seemed to outsiders to be just a driver.

She promptly explained to the teacher over the phone, "Teacher, is Yiyi alright? Sorry for the trouble. Her dad and I are on our way."

Ever since Gu Qingya became famous in Chengshan City, people tended to give her some respect.

After all, everyone gets sick at some point and might need to seek her help eventually.

So the teacher was still very polite, "No problem, Dr. Gu. Yiyi is such a good girl. Did your parents personally come today since your family's driver didn't show up?"

The teacher involuntarily asked out of curiosity, making Gu Qingya feel slighted by the remark she had just heard. Hearing it again, she replied unhappily, "Teacher, when has he ever been my driver! He's my husband and Yiyi's father!"

After these words, the other end of the line went quiet, and Yang Yi, sitting in the passenger seat, felt a surge of warmth.

The teacher, somewhat irritated, said, "Then hurry up! Honestly, such a respected doctor paired with a driver for a husband!"

The disdain was evident in her tone. After hanging up, Gu Qingya was so angry that her chest heaved, but looking at the congested road, she could only rage impotently.

Yang Yi then glanced at the crowded road before saying, "Honey, let me drive."

"You? Whether you drive or I drive, it's all the same! This is a traffic jam!" Gu Qingya said, not understanding.

"I have a way. You forget that I was also a Yang once, and I've had enough fun with speeding cars," Yang Yi said with a smile, already standing up and preparing to switch places with Gu Qingya, ready to show off his driving skills.