Chapter 108: The Small Cage

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Not only did Jia Yaxuan roll her eyes inwardly—at a time like this, that guy was still fixated on someone’s antique. As expected, Grandpa’s so-called miracle doctor was a fraud! That scoundrel might have fooled Grandpa, but not her; she had to keep a close watch on him at all times.

“Just a few hundred million,” Ye Fei said lightly.

“Just?”

“Yes, just!”

Indeed, the world of the wealthy was something ordinary people could never comprehend. Ye Fei exhaled softly and pointed to the small wooden cage. “Can I take a look inside?”

Zhou Baitao opened the display cabinet and placed the wooden cage in his hands.

The cage itself was nothing special, except for the purple aura surrounding it. “When Mr. Zhou bought this, what did he see in it?”

Zhou Baitao stared closely and instantly turned pale with shock.

“That purple aura—is it coming from the east?”

...Purple aura coming from the east? That was actually malevolent energy invading!

Ye Fei shook his head silently; these rich folks were far too superstitious about luck.

“Doctor Ye, there really was a faint purple aura swirling around this cage—I’m not lying. But why can’t I see it now?” Zhou Baitao’s face was filled with panic, as if he had lost a treasured family heirloom.

She anxiously held the cage, looking left and right, unable to believe that her family’s fortune could have been completely drained by herself.

“Doctor Ye, what should we do? That purple aura represents our family’s future luck, and if it’s gone, I’m afraid the old man won’t survive!”

Zhou Baitao’s expression was desperate, as if her family were on the verge of bankruptcy. Ye Fei couldn’t help but feel sympathy—apparently, all wealthy people liked to prepare for disasters before they came.

“It’s not a big deal. This thing is just some... charlatan trickery. Besides, your family is so prominent; you won’t go bankrupt in a few days, right?”

Zhou Baitao, initially distressed, didn’t want to hear such words. Her face changed abruptly as she pointed at Ye Fei’s nose and scolded, “I actually trusted the person recommended by Doctor Jie, but it turns out you’re an ignorant fraud! This is a genuine purple aura coming from the east—you don’t know a thing!”

Indeed, when a voluptuous woman got angry, her charm seemed to diminish somewhat.

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Ye Fei shrugged indifferently. “If you don’t believe me, then I’ll take my leave. By the way, I’m the only one in this world who can cure your old man.”

Zhou Baitao’s heart skipped a beat. Even if this guy could cure her father, she absolutely could not allow the purple aura to vanish—it was a matter of the family’s survival.

A charlatan dared to cause a ruckus before her; could her family’s fortune really be so fragile? No, she had to find a fortune teller to take a look.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Jie Huaiyan waited anxiously for news, unaware that Zhou Baitao had already driven the man away!

When Jia Yaxuan returned to the hospital to tell Grandpa what had happened, he sank into his chair.

Now, old Mr. Zhou might not survive this blow.

“Grandpa, why do you think Ye Fei is more important than your own granddaughter?”

Jie Huaiyan suddenly leapt from his chair, looked meaningfully at his granddaughter, and shook his head wryly. The reason he was called a miracle doctor was because he had received a little help from Ye Fei’s master.

What seemed trivial to Ye Fei was enough to make him a miracle doctor in the eyes of the world. Ye Fei had inherited everything from his master; no difficult or strange illness in this world was beyond his cure.

“Where is he now? I want to apologize to him in person!”

Jia Yaxuan pressed her hand on Grandpa’s chest, bewildered. How could someone as revered as Jie Huaiyan lower himself to apologize to a scoundrel?

“Grandpa, Ye Fei isn’t worth you stooping to apologize! He’s just a rogue; why bother?”

Jie Huaiyan looked at her seriously and said word by word, “I’ve told you before, never underestimate anyone around you. You must understand, Ye Fei’s abilities are beyond your imagination. Young lady, are you still going to ignore Grandpa’s words?”

Though half skeptical, Jia Yaxuan released her grip, whispering, “Alright, I’ll go with you. But Ye Fei really speaks rudely.”

“Truth is often harsh.”

Jia Yaxuan obediently shut up. Just as they were about to leave the ward, Zhou Baitao burst in. “Doctor Jie, our families have long-standing ties. At least have some respect and don’t let some little fraud fool us!”

Jie Huaiyan looked surprised. “What do you mean? Isn’t Doctor Ye’s medical skill superb?”

“Medical skill? That rogue has any skill? He actually called my father’s purple aura a scam—that aura is the lifeblood of our family’s legacy, not some trickery!”

The rich never tolerated anyone disparaging their family’s fortune; it seemed Ye Fei had crossed a grave taboo.

But Ye Fei’s words were utterly truthful.

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Jie Huaiyan closed his eyes in despair; it seemed old Mr. Zhou’s recovery was impossible.

A nurse gently knocked on the door and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, but he has passed away. You staying here will only affect the hospital.”

Zhou Baitao collapsed to the ground, wailing and shouting, “It’s all that scoundrel Ye Fei’s fault—he insisted our family’s fortune was broken. Damn him!” She grabbed Jie Huaiyan, sobbing, “Doctor Jie, please help us! I beg you! Save my father—I’ll do anything.”

The nurse came over and swiftly removed all the tubes. To avoid trouble, the hospital assigned a junior nurse to escort them out.

Even if something went wrong, the junior nurse would take the blame.

Seeing the oxygen tube removed, Zhou Baitao suddenly exploded, all traces of grace vanished—she looked like a raging shrew.

“You killed my father! You killed my father!” she slapped the nurse’s face, pale as death. “Why? We gave you so much money, and yet you killed him.”

The nurse said aggrievedly, “Your father died long ago. That rogue who came this morning is just a charlatan. Did you really think he could bring anyone back to life?”

Hearing this, Zhou Baitao finally accepted the truth of her father’s death.

She began a mournful wail, her cries echoing through the hospital.

Jie Huaiyan’s heart ached deeply.

“Oy, he’s not dead yet; why mourn so early?”

Jie Huaiyan turned to see a young man standing at the door.

“Miracle doctor, Doctor Ye.”

Zhou Baitao stopped crying, tearful eyes fixed on Ye Fei. “Why curse our family? We haven’t done anything to you...”

Ye Fei sighed silently for a moment, then pushed Zhou Baitao aside. “Get out of my way. Don’t block me from saving your father. If I hadn’t sensed the malevolent energy, I wouldn’t bother with you.”

With a slight input of spiritual energy from his fingertips, the old man’s complexion gradually improved.