The phone call was from Zhao Yun.

Seeing Zhao Yun’s name on the caller ID, Ye Qiu’s face changed, sensing that something must have happened to the Dragon King.

He quickly answered the call.

“Brother Zhao…”

Before Ye Qiu could finish, Zhao Yun’s deep voice came through from the other end: “Ye Qiu, the Dragon King is in critical condition.”

Ye Qiu’s heart sank, and he urgently asked, “What’s the Dragon King’s condition?”

“Just now, the Dragon King suddenly vomited blood and fell unconscious. His heartbeat is getting weaker. The health doctor said the Dragon King might not last much longer.”

Ye Qiu’s heart skipped a beat. Although he knew the Dragon King only had a few days left, he didn’t expect it to come so soon.

“Brother Zhao, no matter what method you use, you must keep the Dragon King breathing until I get there,” Ye Qiu said. “I can save him.”

“Really?” Zhao Yun was overjoyed.

“Wait for me, I’m coming right now.” Ye Qiu hung up the phone and said to Gu Feng, “Brother Gu, I have an urgent matter, I need to leave first.”

“Go ahead, I’ll take care of things here,” Gu Feng, seeing Ye Qiu’s urgency, didn’t say much.

Ye Qiu drove straight to Yunwu Mountain.

Thirty minutes later.

Ye Qiu arrived at Yunwu Mountain. As soon as he parked the car, he saw the villa brightly lit.

The guards at the gate recognized Ye Qiu and quickly opened the door for him.

Ye Qiu hurried inside and saw Zhao Yun and a few elderly men sitting in the living room from a distance.

“Ye Qiu!”

Seeing Ye Qiu appear, Zhao Yun was overjoyed and quickly walked to the door to greet him.

The elderly men looked at Ye Qiu with curiosity, wondering why Zhao Yun would personally welcome such a young man.

“Where’s the Dragon King? How is he?” Ye Qiu asked urgently.

“He’s still unconscious,” Zhao Yun replied.

“Take me to him quickly, I have a way to save him.”

“Follow me.” Zhao Yun led Ye Qiu towards the Dragon King’s bedroom, but suddenly, an untimely voice interrupted.

“Xiao Zhao, please wait a moment.” An elderly man with white hair spoke, looking at Ye Qiu and asking, “Are you a doctor?”

Ye Qiu didn’t answer but looked at Zhao Yun with confusion.

Zhao Yun introduced, “This is Sun Shengshou, a renowned doctor in Jiangzhou, and the other three are also the Dragon King’s health doctors.”

Ye Qiu politely said to Sun Shengshou, “Hello, senior. My name is Ye Qiu, and I’m a surgeon at Jiangzhou Hospital.”

“A surgeon?” Sun Shengshou frowned and asked, “You just said you have a way to save the Dragon King. May I ask what your method is?”

The other three elderly men also looked at Ye Qiu with curiosity.

Ye Qiu couldn’t mention opening the heavenly eyes, as it was too unbelievable. He said, “I’m afraid I can’t disclose that.”

“Is it that you can’t disclose it, or you simply have no way to save the Dragon King?” Sun Shengshou’s tone was unfriendly.

Ye Qiu remained calm and said, “If I say I have a way, then I have a way.”

“I don’t believe it,” Sun Shengshou said. “Over the years, the Dragon King has consulted countless renowned doctors, including myself, and none could help. How could a young surgeon like you possibly save the Dragon King’s life?”

It was Sun Shengshou’s first time meeting Ye Qiu and he didn’t know Ye Qiu’s abilities, but Zhao Yun did.

Moreover, the Dragon King’s condition was critical, and immediate treatment was necessary.

Zhao Yun said, “Sun Shengshou, Ye Qiu is indeed capable.”

Sun Shengshou replied, “Xiao Zhao, I’ve known you for several years. You’re too kind-hearted, and people with your personality are the easiest to deceive.”

Zhao Yun: “…”

Sun Shengshou turned to Ye Qiu and said, “You know the Dragon King’s status. If anything happens to him, Jiangzhou will be in turmoil. If you don’t reveal your treatment method, I won’t let you treat the Dragon King. In the past, someone pretended to be a renowned doctor to get close to the Dragon King and tried to harm him.”

“Sun Shengshou, Ye Qiu is a friend of the Dragon King. He would never harm him,” Zhao Yun added.

If it were anyone else, Zhao Yun wouldn’t have wasted words and would have drawn his gun, but Sun Shengshou was different.

This old man was not only eccentric but also a friend of the Dragon King.

He had been the Dragon King’s health doctor for years and had been dedicated to his care. Drawing a gun would be too disrespectful.

“Senior, may I ask if you have a way to treat the Dragon King?” Ye Qiu asked Sun Shengshou.

“No.”

“Then let me ask, given the Dragon King’s current condition, how long can he last without timely treatment?”

Sun Shengshou’s face turned solemn, “He might not make it till dawn.”

“Since the Dragon King’s condition is so critical and you have no way to treat him, why not let me try?”

“It’s not that I won’t let you treat him; I just want to know your method. Without knowing it, I can’t be at ease.”

Ye Qiu smiled, “Sun Shengshou, with all due respect, you don’t even know what illness the Dragon King has. Even if I told you my method, would you believe it?”

“This…” Sun Shengshou was at a loss for words.

Zhao Yun seized the opportunity to persuade, “Sun Shengshou, let Ye Qiu treat the Dragon King. I believe in him.”

Sun Shengshou was still hesitant, his face full of doubt.

Ye Qiu didn’t want to waste any more time and said, “Sun Shengshou, how about we make a bet?”

Sun Shengshou looked at Ye Qiu in confusion.

Ye Qiu said, “If I can’t cure the Dragon King, you can do whatever you want with me. If I cure him, you owe me a drink.”

“Alright,” Sun Shengshou agreed. “If you cure the Dragon King, I’ll not only buy you a drink but also take you as my master.”

Ye Qiu thought to himself, wouldn’t it be better to take a girl with a great figure as a disciple?

“Deal! It’s a promise!” Ye Qiu agreed immediately, fearing Sun Shengshou would continue to argue.

“Ye Qiu, come with me,” Zhao Yun said, leading Ye Qiu straight to the Dragon King’s bedroom.

“Let’s go, we’ll watch too.”

Sun Shengshou and the other three health doctors followed them in.

In the bedroom.

The Dragon King lay on the bed, his face ashen, breathing weakly, unconscious.

In just a few days, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Seeing the Dragon King’s condition, Ye Qiu’s eyes stung slightly.

“Ye Qiu, quickly check on the Dragon King,” Zhao Yun urged.

Ye Qiu pushed aside his sadness, grabbed the Dragon King’s wrist, and carefully examined his pulse.

Seeing his actions, Sun Shengshou was surprised, “Are you a traditional Chinese medicine doctor?”

Ye Qiu didn’t answer, closing his eyes to carefully feel the Dragon King’s pulse. After three minutes, he finally let go.

“Ye Qiu, how is the Dragon King?” Zhao Yun asked anxiously. “Can he be saved?”

“Yes!” Ye Qiu said, “But…”

“But what?” Zhao Yun asked urgently. “Tell me what you need.”

“I need to use acupuncture,” Ye Qiu said.

“We have silver needles at home. I’ll get them right away,” Zhao Yun said, ready to leave.

“Brother Zhao,” Ye Qiu called, stopping him. “Silver needles won’t do. I need golden needles.”