"Uncle-Master?"
An Xin, An Ran, and the rest were dumbfounded!
An Haoran and Su Yu, who were following behind, were also stunned. Even Long Chen was dumbfounded!
Ye Feng, this gigolo, actually claimed to be An Rushan's Uncle-Master?
This was too crazy!
Who was An Rushan?
He was the founder of Tianhai Medical College and the top Miracle Doctor An in the Great Yan Empire. He had students all over the world!
Moreover, how old was Ye Feng?
He was not even 20 years old!
And An Rushan was already 95 years old!
This was not the way to brag!
This was too much of an advantage!
Feeling the dumbfounded gazes around him, Ye Feng was still calm and composed. His face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't race.
His strong mental fortitude was on full display at this moment.
"There is no seniority in learning. The one who reaches the top is the first. It is the same in medicine!"
Ye Feng spoke confidently and calmly looked at everyone.
"Eight years ago, my Senior Brother, the Hundred Herbs Taoist, met me. He saw that I was brimming with talent and potential, and wanted to take me in as his disciple!"
"Unfortunately, I was too talented. I learned the Compendium of Materia Medica in a week, the Treatise on Various Types of Typhoid Diseases in a month, and the Shennong's Hundred Herbs Classic in less than half a year!
"Senior Brother Hundred Herbs Taoist was amazed and felt that he was not fit to be my master. Therefore, he took me in as his disciple on behalf of the late Taoist Qing Mu!
"He taught me all the medical skills and books in the Shennong's Hundred Herbs Hall. Before we parted, Senior Brother told me that he had a good-for-nothing disciple. If I meet him one day, I should take good care of him!"
When Ye Feng said this nonsense seriously, not to mention Long Chen, An Haoran, and Su Yu, even An Xin and An Ran lowered their heads in shame!
Their faces turned red!
It was too shameful!
They never thought that Ye Feng would dare to say anything!
Overflowing with innate talent, extraordinary talent, limitless potential, and a rare genius that only appears once in a thousand years?
Learned the Compendium of Materia Medica in a week, the Treatise on Various Types of Typhoid Diseases in a month, and the Shennong's Hundred Herbs Classic in less than half a year?
Shocked by a celestial being, he felt that he was unworthy of being a master, so he accepted a disciple on behalf of his master?
In the end, he was still a good-for-nothing disciple?
F * ck you!
If An Rushan turned out to be a good-for-nothing disciple, what should all the doctors in the world do?
Wouldn't they all be trash?
Wasn't Ye Feng bragging a little too much this time?
How shameful!
I didn't expect you to be like this!
An Xin looked at Ye Feng calmly. At the same time, she felt ashamed and worried for Ye Feng!
The corners of Long Chen's mouth curled up into a sneer. He was waiting for An Rushan to flip out.
An Haoran and Su Yu recovered from their shock. They looked at An Rushan worriedly.
Firstly, he was afraid that An Rushan would clash with Ye Feng!
Secondly, he was afraid that An Rushan would be infuriated by Ye Feng. After all, An Rushan was a 95-year-old man!
He couldn't stand the torment!
However.
To everyone's surprise, not only did An Rushan not flip out, but he also didn't get angry. Instead, he looked excited and believed Ye Feng's words without a doubt!
Ye Feng could reveal his master's secret prescription, match the secret signal, and even mention his master's grandmaster's name. It couldn't be fake!
"I didn't know that Martial Uncle would be coming. Please accept my bow!"
An Rushan was so excited that he was trembling. He never thought that he would be able to meet Martial Uncle in his lifetime!
He was a stubborn person, but he was also a person who respected his master and was grateful for his gratefulness!
Although Ye Feng was young, his seniority was there!
As he spoke, he wanted to kneel down and bow!
This gave everyone a fright. Long Chen, who was beside An Rushan, even reached out to stop him!
If An Rushan knelt down to Ye Feng, what could he do?
"Old Master, this kid is lying to you. How can he be your Martial Uncle?"
"Dad, are you crazy? How can you kneel at your age? "
Long Chen and An Haoran tried to persuade him.
"You don't have to say anything. I'm not senile. How can I be wrong about Martial Uncle?"
An Rushan pushed away Long Chen's hand and rebuked An Haoran.
"As doctors, we should respect our masters. This is the law. How can we not bow to Martial Uncle when he's here?"
"All disciples of the An Family, come here and kowtow to your Martial Granduncle with me!"
"What?"
An Haoran and the others widened their eyes. Old Master, it's fine if you bow to him alone, but now you want us to bow to him together?
And an 18-year-old kid?
This was too embarrassing!
Even if Ye Feng is Martial Uncle, there's no need to bow to him like this, right?
Seeing that everyone was unwilling, An Rushan flew into a rage and rebuked, "Bastards, what have I taught you? Don't you know the basics of respecting your masters? "
"Without the teachings of our master, how could the An Family be where it is today?"
"Now that the elders of our sect are here, how dare you be so disrespectful?"
"Get over here now. Anyone who doesn't kneel will be kicked out of the family!"
An Rushan was furious. As the saying went, an old tiger's might was still there. An Haoran and the others were so scared that they kept quiet out of fear.
"Alright, Shennong Cottage doesn't have so many rules. Doctors treat illnesses and save people. What we cultivate is the heart, not the form!"
Ye Feng saw that the time was right and casually reprimanded them.
They were his future father-in-law and mother-in-law. How could he really make them kneel?
"Uh … Martial Uncle, you're right. Rushan will follow your advice!"
An Rushan cupped his hands and humbly accepted the advice. He asked curiously, "It's been a long time. How is Master?"
"Senior Brother is in good health, but he's very elusive. After we parted, Senior Brother said that he was traveling the world. I haven't seen him since then!"
Ye Feng's expression was calm as he spoke with assurance.
An Rushan did not doubt him. He sighed and said, "Master should be more than 120 years old now. He still likes to travel the world. His body is really strong!"
As he spoke, he led Ye Feng to the back hall.
Long Chen stood behind them, his face livid. His biggest backer had been taken care of by Ye Feng. His engagement with An Xin was going to be ruined!
"Grandpa!"
At this moment, a 17- or 18-year-old boy walked over and greeted An Rushan.
"Shihao, come and greet your Martial Granduncle!" An Rushan waved his hand and ordered.
"Shihao greets Martial Granduncle!"
The boy looked at Ye Feng, who was not much older than him, and was reluctant to do so.
However, in view of An Rushan's authority, he quickly went forward and cupped his hands.
"No need to be so polite!"
Ye Feng sized up the boy in front of him. He should be An Haoran's youngest son, An Shihao.
An Shihao's face was pale, his footsteps were unsteady, and his eyes were dim. It was obvious that he was seriously ill.
Earlier in the living room, An Haoran had said that An Rushan was brewing medicine for An Shihao in the backyard. It was obvious that he was ill!
"This boy is the most talented among the younger generation of the An Family. At such a young age, he has already learned 70% of my skills. Although he's not as good as Martial Uncle, he's still a genius. Unfortunately, things don't go as planned …"
An Rushan heaved a long sigh, full of regret.
Ye Feng could tell that this old man was a man who valued males over females!
He cared more about An Shihao than he did about An Xin!
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