Everyone's pupils shrunk.
The young man's expression darkened instantly, his eyes glinting dangerously.
"Do you know who you're arguing with?"
The young man's fist was pressed against Ye Lingchen's chest. He arched his body and lowered it slightly, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.
If Ye Lingchen made any sudden movements, he would be able to finish him off immediately.
"I joined the Warrior's Department at 16 and became the champion of martial arts at 17. I don't have time to play with you today. Do you think you can still stand if this was any other day?" The young man's aura was terrifying.
"Now, do you still want to come in?"
"Is that so? I'd like to try. "
Ye Lingchen's expression did not change as he leaned forward.
"Do you have a death wish?"
The young man's fist was pressed against Ye Lingchen's chest, not allowing him to advance an inch.
The next moment, Ye Lingchen's other leg stepped through the door, his body tilted slightly, his chest pressed against the young man's fist, and he slid forward.
Bang!
Shoulder to shoulder!
The young man's body was immediately knocked away, and he took three steps back.
Inside the villa, everyone stopped what they were doing and began to look at Ye Lingchen.
"So you've practiced a few moves. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant!"
The young man patted his shoulder, as if dusting off the dirt on his body. Then, he got into a fighting stance against Ye Lingchen.
"Brother, what are you doing? Ye Lingchen is my friend! "Lin Ruoyu could not help but say.
"You, step aside!" The young man pointed at Lin Ruoyu.
Lin Ruoyu's mother immediately came forward and pulled her away.
"I never hit a nameless person. Tell me your name!" The young man looked at Ye Lingchen.
"I'm Ye Lingchen!"
"Remember, I'm Lin Ao!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ao's body leaped into the air, somersaulted in the air, and delivered a side kick at Ye Lingchen.
His posture was free and easy, and his leg technique was fierce.
In the face of this kick, most people could only dodge.
However, once they dodged, they would definitely be hit by Lin Ao's storm-like attacks, and they would be at a disadvantage.
Ye Lingchen stood in the same spot, and could already feel the wind from the kick hitting his face.
The next moment, he also raised his leg.
It was as fast as lightning.
A high kick, straight at the joint of Lin Ao's flying kick!
Bang!
Accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, Lin Ao's body flew backward and landed heavily on the ground.
How was this possible?
The disdainful expressions on the faces of the people in the room became incomparably fascinating.
They were shocked by Ye Lingchen's strength.
Lin Ao laid on the ground and looked at Ye Lingchen. His face was pale and filled with disbelief.
He joined the army at the age of 16. Due to the fact that he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, he quickly became famous for his fighting prowess. He was 25 years old this year and was the champion of the Warrior's Department every year. He was also an instructor in the department and was already a Staff Sergeant at such a young age!
The Warrior's Department was the most important force to protect the country. Once one entered it, one would have to endure extremely cruel training. Everyone in it was the elite of the elite.
Anyone who joined the Warrior's Department would be a martial artist. However, only those with excellent physical fitness were qualified to join!
Whether it was hand-to-hand combat or shooting, he was absolutely outstanding.
According to the merits they had obtained, they were divided into Martial Soldier, Martial Guard, and Martial General!
Every position was divided into upper, middle, and lower ranks.
Lin Ao was a Staff Sergeant among the Martial Warriors. He had outstanding achievements!
However, he was actually defeated in one move!
"You're no match for me." Ye Lingchen shook his head slowly, feeling slightly disappointed.
According to the Prodigy System's evaluation, regardless of whether it was Arhat Fist or Eight Extremities Fist, his proficiency had reached 100%. He had no idea where his limits were. He initially thought he had found a worthy opponent, but he did not expect him to be so weak.
"I was just careless just now. It's not over yet. Watch my fist!"
Lin Ao stood up with difficulty and became unprecedentedly serious. He clenched his fists and continued to rush towards Ye Lingchen.
Eight Extremities Fist's Horse Exploring Fist.
It looked like a standard move, but it was easy to change the move and it was extremely ferocious.
However, just as the fist was about to reach Ye Lingchen, Ye Lingchen reached out with both hands and casually parried the fist before Lin Ao could change his move. The next moment, he turned around and used his back to slam heavily into Lin Ao's chest!
Lin Ao let out a muffled groan as his body was sent flying again.
"It's Eight Extremities Fist's Iron Mountain Smash!"
"You know Eight Extremities Fist too?!"
Everyone in the Lin Family exclaimed in surprise, their eyes fixed on Ye Lingchen.
"If I didn't learn Eight Extremities Fist, I wouldn't have interfered with the old man's illness," Ye Lingchen said calmly.
As soon as he said that, Ye Lingchen suddenly became unfathomable. The Lin family members looked at each other and did not say a word.
Ye Lingchen walked to Lin Ao's side and pressed on his leg.
"Bear with it."
Following that, with a crack, the dislocated leg bone was pressed back into place.
"Thanks." Lin Ao looked at Ye Lingchen with a complicated gaze. "If you were in the Warrior's Department, you would undoubtedly be the God of War!"
"Where's the old man?" Ye Lingchen asked.
"This …"
"Brother, he can really save Grandpa. You have to believe me," Lin Ruoyu said anxiously.
"Ruoyu, stop fooling around!" At that moment, Lin Shanhe finally spoke.
He looked at Ye Lingchen and continued, "This matter is not urgent. Let's wait until everyone is here. Why don't you rest for a while, little brother?"
Ye Lingchen did not say anything, and found a random seat to sit down.
Although the Lin family's attitude was not as friendly as before, it was not exactly friendly either. No one came to greet him, let alone give him a sip of water.
Ten minutes later, a group of people rushed in from outside the door.
This time, everyone in the Lin family stood up to welcome them warmly.
"Grandmaster Jiang, you're finally here."
The first to walk in was an old man in a white robe. His hair was white, but his eyes were bright. His footsteps were steady, and behind him was a group of apprentices.
Lin Shanhe took the initiative to introduce, "Ruoyu, this is Capital City's number one doctor, the honorary chairman of Capital City Hospital, Grandmaster Jiang."
"Grandmaster Jiang likes to travel around the world, exchanging medical experiences in various countries. We've invited him back from America overnight!"
Lin Ruoyu was slightly surprised, and greeted Grandmaster Jiang politely.
Ye Lingchen looked at the old man in the robe, and understood. It seemed that this person was the Lin family's most important support. Letting him sit here was just to stabilize his position.
"Where's the patient?"
Grandmaster Jiang went straight to the point.
"Please follow me." Lin Shanhe immediately brought Grandmaster Jiang up to the second floor.
Halfway there, Lin Shanhe stopped in his tracks, frowning at Lin Ruoyu, "Ruoyu, wait downstairs with your friends."
"Why? Ye Lingchen can save Grandpa too! "Lin Ruoyu said unwillingly.
As soon as she said that, the apprentices that came with Grandmaster Jiang could not help but let out a disdainful sneer.
Grandmaster Jiang frowned, looking at Ye Lingchen, "You invited someone else?"
"Grandmaster Jiang, it's my daughter's fault. This person came from outside." Lin Shanhe said helplessly. "I'm sorry Grandmaster Jiang."
Grandmaster Jiang looked at Ye Lingchen, and asked curiously, "Who's your master?"
"I don't have a master." Ye Lingchen said calmly.
"Then do you have a medical qualification certificate?"
"No."
"Then do you have any record of treating incurable diseases?" Grandmaster Jiang frowned, and continued to ask.
Ye Lingchen still shook his head.
These three questions finally turned into disdain.
"You have nothing. What right do you have to stand here? Swindling a doctor, I can report you to the police right now! "Behind Grandmaster Jiang, one of the apprentices snorted.
"The Lin family is a big family, I didn't expect them to be so foolish." Someone else said.
Lin Shanhe's face darkened, and shouted at Lin Ruoyu, "Hurry up and send your friends out!"
"I won't! What if this Grandmaster Jiang can't cure Grandpa's illness? "Lin Ruoyu was extremely stubborn.
"Nonsense!"
Lin Shanhe's expression changed, "Who is Grandmaster Jiang? Is he someone you can question?"
"If even my master can't do anything, then who does he think he is? How can you count on him?"
"Forget it, don't waste your time on this kind of person. Saving someone is more important."
Grandmaster Jiang waved his hand, completely disregarding Ye Lingchen.
The group came to the second floor, and walked to the innermost bedroom. When they opened the door, a strange smell came from the room.
It was not smelly, but it made them feel uncomfortable.
Lin Tianhua laid on the bed, his eyes closed, his mouth slightly open. His breathing was extremely loud, as though he was gasping for air. His brows were furrowed, and he looked like he was in pain even in his coma.
Compared to Ye Lingchen a while ago, this old man had obviously lost a lot of weight, and was on the brink of death.
"Grandpa …"
Lin Ruoyu's tears rolled down her cheeks once again.
"Grandmaster Jiang, my father has been unconscious for five days, and he hasn't eaten anything." Lin Shanhe said, his face filled with worry.
From the moment he laid eyes on Lin Tianhua, Grandmaster Jiang's brows had never loosened, and his face was solemn.
"Judging from the smell in the room, Grandfather Lin's illness is due to a lung problem."
As he spoke, Grandmaster Jiang slowly walked to the bedside. First, he pried open Lin Tianhua's eyes, then his mouth, and finally, he placed his hand on Lin Tianhua's lungs.
With that, Lin Tianhua's breathing became more rapid, and his face turned purple, as though he was unable to breathe.
"Grandmaster Jiang, how is it?"
Inside the room, everyone's gaze fell on Grandmaster Jiang.
"Just now, I only lightly touched him, and Grandfather Lin had such a huge reaction."
After a pause, Grandmaster Jiang shook his head, "This is enough to prove that Grandfather Lin's entire lung is infected, and not a single part is intact."
Based on his experience, he did not need to use any equipment to examine it.
"Then … can he be saved?" Lin Shanhe asked.
"The only way is to change his lungs!" Grandmaster Jiang spoke slowly, then continued, "But … with the current technology, it's impossible to change a person's lungs. Even if it's possible, Grandfather Lin is already old, and the success rate is basically zero."
Lungs were different from other organs. Not to mention now, even in the future, it was almost impossible to change them.
"Wh … What do you mean?" Lin Ruoyu stared straight at Grandmaster Jiang.
"Grandfather Lin's illness is beyond the reach of even the gods. According to my calculations, he won't live more than three days."
Grandmaster Jiang shook his head, and did not leave any suspense, "For the rest of the time, all of you should stay by his side and send him off."
Everyone in the Lin Family was struck speechless by this thunderbolt from the clear sky.
They had hoped and hoped, and treated Grandmaster Jiang as their last hope. They did not expect such an outcome.
"Impossible, Grandfather won't die!" Lin Ruoyu's reaction was the most intense, and she cried loudly in front of Lin Tianhua's bed.
Lin Ao knelt on the ground with a thud, and hung his head low.
Lin Shanhe's face was ashen, his mouth trembling, and he turned around to wipe the corners of his eyes.
Everyone else's eyes were red, and their faces were filled with despair.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out in the room.
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