The Female President's Super Crazy Youngster Chapter 273: Reencounter with Xu Ling in the Hospital 1

At this ti, Ye Ming and Lin Bingqing had already boarded the plane back, but they didn’t imdiately return to Yanjing. Instead, they went to Hai City.

After disembarking from the plane, they headed straight to the hospital to look for Sun Miaomiao.

Previously, Sun Miaomiao’s father had beco ill, and there was no reason for Ye Ming not to visit; after all, she was now under his employ.

The mont they entered the ward, they heard the sound of soone cracking sunflower seeds.

At another bed in the sa ward, a woman was loudly cracking seeds and casually throwing the shells onto the floor, exhibiting extrely low manners.

Sun Miaomiao was forced to move her chair back and then looked at her father lying on the bed with a face full of concern.

After Ye Ming entered, he approached Sun Miaomiao and asked, "How is uncle’s condition?"

Sun Miaomiao was startled and quickly exclaid, "President Ye, what brings you here?"

"I..."

Sun Miaomiao looked at Ye Ming with a sowhat flattered expression, appearing at a loss for a mont.

At this mont, the seed-cracking woman in the sa ward stood up and looked at Ye Ming with a perplexed expression, asking, "Ye Ming? And President Ye? What kind of ’President Ye’ are you supposed to be?"

This seed-cracking woman was none other than Xu Ling.

She looked at Ye Ming with a puzzled face, her gaze filled with contempt.

Ye Ming simply ignored her and went to Sun Dajun’s bedside, worriedly asking, "How is uncle’s illness now?"

Sun Miaomiao sighed and said, "My dad’s illness is an old problem. After this surgery, the doctor said he has only one year to..."

As she spoke, Sun Miaomiao’s eyes began to moisten, unsure of how to continue.

Ye Ming patted her shoulder and comforted her, "It’s okay, I am here for you, just take your ti."

Sun Miaomiao touched her tears and said in a choked voice, "My dad has ningitis, and it’s gotten very severe now. The doctors say there’s no saving him."

Ye Ming looked at the unconscious Sun Dajun, feeling a pang of heartache.

The last ti they t, Ye Ming had gotten to know Sun Dajun as a very honest man.

The reason Sun Miaomiao had previously gone to Yanjing was to find a better doctor for her father. Unfortunately, after all the trouble, not only did his condition fail to improve, but it had also gotten worse.

Seeing Sun Miaomiao in such sorrow, Ye Ming seriously said, "Enough crying, let take a look. Maybe I can help."

After observing, Ye Ming knew that Sun Dajun’s illness had reached a point beyond dical help, but that was only according to the current dical level, not Ye Ming’s.

The knowledge he possessed could completely deal with such diseases.

"You? Really, Ye Ming, don’t make a fuss," scoffed Xu Ling, who couldn’t help but mock him at this point.

She spat out a sunflower seed shell and staggered over to Ye Ming, mocking, "The guy was supposed to live another year; with your ddling, he might well die today!"

"Better leave well enough alone."

Just then, the man sitting next to Xu Ling stood up, looking sowhat puzzled, and asked, "Lingling, who’s this? Do you know him?"

With a snort, Xu Ling said, "Know him? I know him all too well. He’s the man I told you about, the one I dumped after he got ’cuckolded’ by ."

"I wasted three years of my youth on him, seeing no hope at all before I finally dumped him. If he knew how to cure people, I’d jump off the top floor of this hospital right now!"

"He’s just a loser, who got his hands on so minor cash recently and beca a petty boss, ostentatious everywhere he goes. But in my eyes, he’s still trash, definitely not as good as you," she said.

After speaking, Xu Ling leaned her body directly against the man.

The man’s na was Zhang Chaoyu, Xu Ling’s new sugar daddy whom she had t at a bar. She had dazzled him with her tricks, and he was completely infatuated with her.

The two of them were already planning to get a marriage certificate and live a good life together.

Zhang Chaoyu ca from a rather well-off family, a petite bourgeoisie.

They were at the hospital today because Zhang Chaoyu’s mother had a recurrence of an old illness and was here for a follow-up check-up, currently still taking x-rays.

Zhang Chaoyu nodded his head in sudden understanding, looking at Ye Ming with a hint of disdain.

"Let’s get my mom a different room then. I don’t want her staying in the sa room with this kind of trash!" he said.

Xu Ling chuckled mirthfully and said, "You’re absolutely right, dear. You must not let your aunt stay with them. It’s best to move to the VIP ward."

"Poor bastards like them only deserve to stay in this kind of large ward."

The pair went on and on, incessantly talking, causing Ye Ming to frown impatiently. With those two around, he simply couldn’t concentrate on healing the sick.

So, he said to Lin Bingqing, "Bingqing, throw these two idiots out. I need to treat Uncle Sun."

Lin Bingqing had wanted to do this for a long ti. Upon receiving Ye Ming’s command, she imdiately took action, went over to Xu Ling and Zhang Chaoyu, and asked, "Would you prefer to roll out on your own or be thrown out by ?"

"You dare..." Xu Ling had only uttered two words before she was lifted into the air, hoisted up by Lin Bingqing.

Lin Bingqing was a Ninth Rank Martial Artist; dealing with ordinary folks like them required no effort at all, a re lift of her hand was all it took to raise her.

Zhang Chaoyu, encountering what seed like a perfectly proportioned and handso girl exhibiting such brutish strength, felt utterly bewildered.

Before he could say anything, his body was lifted up by Lin Bingqing, just like Xu Ling.

With two thuds, Lin Bingqing threw both of them out of the ward and shut the door behind them.

"This woman, she managed to lift up?" Zhang Chaoyu’s face was filled with shock, even forgetting the pain in his body.

Xu Ling was clutching her waist in agony and said to Zhang Chaoyu, "Dear, we can’t just let this go. Doesn’t your second uncle work at this hospital? Let’s go find him to help us!"

Zhang Chaoyu was slightly startled and asked, "Get his help? How though?"

Xu Ling rolled her eyes and said, "Just say there’s soone practicing dicine illegally, without a license! I know that loser Ye Ming too well. He definitely doesn’t have a dical license. Then we can even call the police and have them arrested!"

Feeling aggrieved and furious, Zhang Chaoyu nodded his head in agreent after hearing what Xu Ling suggested, and they imdiately went downstairs.

Once the ward returned to quiet, Ye Ming pulled out two silver needles from his bosom.

Using the usual thod, Ye Ming inserted the silver needles into Sun Dajun’s forehead, and True Qi flowed in.

Sun Miaomiao watched everything before her with bated breath.

She chose to fully trust Ye Ming, just as he had trusted her.

Yet she still worried about her father’s health.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Dajun suddenly opened his eyes and let out a violent cough.