Chapter 689 The Highest Point

Of course Ye Tianlong can save Qin Tianhe. He is naturally smart and has a delicate mind. He can learn everything at once.

In Ye Tianlong's words, he has never seen a child as smart as himself.

So even though he was only in his early twenties, he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, martial arts, Buddhism, and medical skills in picking up girls.

After only three years of studying medicine, he was 90% as good as the old man Guigu he rescued from the river. What did Qin Tianhe's efforts at this time mean?

It's just that he had to expend another 20% of his energy to revive Qin Tianhe. In addition to the energy expended in treating his third aunt, Ye Tianlong was only left at 50% of his usual state.

In this state, Ye Tianlong himself felt uncomfortable escorting Lin Chenxue to the capital, but because of Qin Ziyi's expectations, he had to take action.

Hearing that Ye Tianlong could save his father, Qin Ziyi and the others immediately got busy and carried Qin Tianhe to the guest room upstairs so that Ye Tianlong could treat him with peace of mind.

When Qin Ziyi closed the door, she deliberately picked Ye Tianlong's chin: "Work well, sister, you will be rewarded another day."

Ye Tianlong looked at the body that exuded the aura of a mature woman and nodded, "Okay."

Then, he turned around and treated Qin Tianhe Anxin.

Five minutes later, he was busy, ten minutes later, he was still busy, an hour later, he was still busy, two hours later...

It took a full two and a half hours for Ye Tianlong to stop his hands. After finishing handling the ends of his hands, he fell on the sofa, his whole body wet, as if he had been fished out of water.

He picked up a cup of cooled tea, drank it all in one gulp, and then murmured to himself: "Why is life so bitter..."

He came to Mingjiang to pick up girls, and now he is going around rescuing people.

"Ahem..."

At this moment, Qin Tianhe suddenly moved on the bed, coughed a few times and then opened his eyes.

Ye Tianlong stood up quickly and brought a bowl of glucose water over: "Mr. Qin, are you awake? Come, drink some sugar water to replenish your energy."

"Young man, I worked so hard that my energy and energy were exhausted."

Qin Tianhe drank the glucose water, and then raised a kind smile: "I will be in a coma for half a month or ten days before I can wake up."

"Even after I woke up, it took me three months of careful nursing before I could get out of bed and walk."

"I seem to be in good condition now. I also feel strong in my limbs. I guess getting out of bed won't be a problem now."

He put it bluntly: "Young man, in order to save me, you used the Dingtian Divine Needle again, right? This is very damaging to your vitality. It's intentional."

"You're welcome, Mr. Qin, it's just a matter of effort, don't worry."

Ye Tianlong restrained his usual cynicism and responded to Qin Tianhe politely: "Besides, you are Ziyi's father. I should do my best."

"Young man, you are very good."

Qin Tianhe drank the glucose water and said, "You are young, have superb medical skills, are handsome, and you can also use the Dingtian Shenzhen, which has been lost for hundreds of years."

"If it were anyone else, even me, my tail would have been raised to the sky, but you are neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither greedy for success nor radical, and you can still hide."

"Few young people today have your humility."

Qin Tianhe changed from his usual madness: "The ancestors are right, the more material the rice is, the heavier it is."

He also specially examined Ye Tianlong's appearance. Ye Tianlong's face was defined by his tall nose. Between light and dark, his eyes flashed with cool brilliance.

But for some reason, Qin Tianhe felt that this kid could turn into a ball of fire and burn everything to ashes.

He sighed softly in his heart: This child is definitely not a creature in the pool.

At this moment, Ye Tianlong smiled softly: "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your praise."

"It's not a compliment, it's a matter of fact."

Qin Tianhe put the porcelain bowl on the cabinet and stared at Ye Tianlong calmly: "I admire you very much. To be honest, I really want you to be my successor."

"But I know that compared to yours, my medical skills are only that of an apprentice, not a master. You can defeat me with just one hand of the Dingtian Divine Needle."

Qin Tianhe is self-aware of the Heaven-fixing Needle, the Nine-Yang Magic in the medical world, and his medical skills are good, but he has not reached the level of determining life, death, and the universe.

Therefore, his appreciation of Ye Tianlong was not perfunctory. Then, Qin Tianhe whispered: "By the way, what is your master's name?"

Ye Tianlong smiled when he heard this: "I don't have a master, so I picked up a picture album and became self-taught."

Qin Tianhe let out a burst of laughter. He knew that Ye Tianlong was not telling the truth, but he also knew that he was abrupt and should not have the temerity to check other people's details:

"I'm sorry, I really can't help myself. Seeing such a young man like you and your medical skills, I can't help but wonder what kind of person can teach you how to do it."

Ye Tianlong was very polite: "Mr. Qin, thank you. Compared to you, I am just a master of a skill."

Qin Tianhe laughed again, seemingly not feeling tired at all, and then waved his hand: "Tianlong, let's stop talking nonsense."

"I want to tell you something serious."

Ye Tianlong looked at Qin Tianhe: "Mr. Qin, please speak."

"I want you to treat someone."

When talking about this person, Qin Tianhe straightened his back slightly: "A person with a strange disease. To be more precise, he only has one breath left."

The old man wanted to talk about his condition, but he hesitated and held back, looking at Ye Tianlong with bright eyes:

"Before I came back, he almost fell asleep. I used all my strength and stayed up for three days and three nights to save his breath."

There is guilt, helplessness, and also a trace of happiness. Fortunately, the patient is alive, but guilt can only allow him to survive, rather than fully recover.

He obviously attaches great importance to this patient and respects him very much. When he mentions the patient, both his expression and his eyes become fiery and powerful.

Qin Tianhe's face still shone with the light of an idealist, as if he didn't care if his bones were broken for that person.

Ye Tianlong was infected, and then he softly comforted: "If Mr. Qin can survive once, he can survive the second time. I believe the patient will be fine."

"I can save him once and keep him alive for two months, but I really don't have the confidence to save him the second time."

Qin Tianhe showed a hint of fatigue: "This time, I have tried my best and spent half my life to succeed."

"Next time, his illness will definitely be more severe. What can I do to keep his breath?"

Ye Tianlong knew that Qin Tianhe had superb medical skills and words of comfort could not deceive him, so he said softly: "I wonder what Tianlong can do?"

Qin Tianhe had a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and reached out to hold Ye Tianlong's palm: "I hope you go and meet him."

"I don't know if you can save him, but you know the magic needle and your medical skills are better than mine. This is a hope for the patient."

"What's more, all the experts and doctors are helpless now. If you go to see him, it's like a dead horse and a live doctor."

His words became sincere: "This person is very important to me, and he is also very important to the country."

"So even if there is only 1% chance of saving him, I will try my best 100%."

Ye Tianlong felt the warmth in the old man's palm: "Okay, I promise Mr. Qin that I will go and meet him, but I don't know when is the right time to meet?"

Qin Tianhe had begged him like this, and the old man really wanted the patient to live. Ye Tianlong felt that no matter whether he could be saved or not, he should do his best.

This is an explanation to the old man and also to Qin Ziyi.

"Are you willing to agree to see him? That's great, that's great. I know you have a kind and benevolent heart."

Hearing Ye Tianlong's agreement, Qin Tianhe trembled, his face full of excitement: "You really didn't disappoint me."

"Logically, I should take you to see him right away, but you saved two people today and your energy and physical strength have been exhausted. You need to rest for at least half a month."

He obviously also knows that sharpening the knife will not stop chopping wood: "And his current tone can last for two months, so we don't have to rush there."

Qin Tianhe stretched out his fingers and counted: "In this way, I will go find you in half a month and take you to the capital to meet him in person."

When it came to meeting him, Qin Tianhe took a deep breath subconsciously, and some long-lost emotions began to throb with him.

The sky is deep and high, and the eagle spreads its wings and hovers. In the boundless vastness, the figure is like a god, standing tall in China and being respected by thousands of people.

"good!"

Ye Tianlong agreed immediately, and then was slightly surprised: "The patient is in the capital?"

Qin Tianhe smiled and nodded: "Yes, in the capital, at the highest point..."