Peerless Divine Doctor

Everything seemed to take a long time, but it all happened in an instant; an innate pinnacle expert was buried under Ye Luo’s sword.

However, all this was possible only because of the cold palm attack that Leng Ruobing had suddenly launched; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so easy for Ye Luo to kill an expert two realms higher than himself.

The masked man who had been injured by Ye Luo earlier saw his companion dead and the figure of Leng Ruobing reappear, his expression darkened, he said nothing and his body quickly vanished from the spot; Ye Luo did not pursue.

”Are you all right? Where did that guy go?” Ye Luo put away his soft sword and looked towards Leng Ruobing.

”He’s gone,” Leng Ruobing said coldly, then turned her gaze to Leng Pengzhan who was lying on the ground, the girl he called Qing’er staying by his side all the while.

”Ruo Bing!”

Leng Pengzhan called out to Leng Ruobing as she approached.

”Big brother, how are you?” Leng Ruobing looked at her brother with a face full of concern.

”I’m fine,” Leng Pengzhan shook his head.

Then, Leng Ruobing’s eyes turned to the young woman with a bit of surprise, ”Aren’t you the psychological doctor, Meng Qing?”

”Miss Leng, hello,” the young woman said to Leng Ruobing with a somewhat nervous expression.

”Brother, you two...”

Leng Ruobing couldn’t help but speak upon seeing them.

”It seems that Brother Leng has found his other half in life,” Ye Luo walked over and said with a smile.

Leng Pengzhan’s expression was a bit embarrassed as he spat, ”I was going to find a chance to tell you all, just didn’t expect such a thing to happen.”

”Big brother, if you’re in love, why hide it? I’ve always been worried about your marriage, and here you are secretly dating your own psychological doctor and kept it so well hidden,” Leng Ruobing’s face showed a rare smile.

”Miss Leng, please don’t blame Pengzhan. It was my choice not to have him tell everyone. After all, he is the Leng family’s eldest son, and I’m just an ordinary person,” Meng Qing spoke up.

Leng Pengzhan grasped Meng Qing’s hand and said, ”Meng Qing, no matter what your status, you are the woman I love most. When we return, I will tell my father everything and then formally marry you.”

”That’s right, since you’re the woman my big brother approves of, then you are my sister-in-law, Leng Ruobing,” Leng Ruobing said as well.

”Good timing, I can heal Brother Leng’s injuries, so he can be healthy and go marry Miss Meng Qing,” Ye Luo said with a hint of a smile.

”Big brother, how should we explain this business about Leng Pengyu to father, just tell it as it is?” Leng Ruobing looked at Leng Pengzhan, waiting for his decision.

”Ah... It’s all because of the position of the family head of the Leng family that such an incident occurred today,” Leng Pengzhan sighed deeply.

Suddenly Leng Ruobing thought of something and said, ”Big brother, was the person who ambushed you Leng Pengyu?”

A complex look flashed across Leng Pengzhan’s eyes, he didn’t speak, but, obviously, it went without saying, Leng Ruobing was instantly enveloped in a cold murderous aura.

”I better not see him again, otherwise, I definitely won’t let him off,” Leng Ruobing’s voice was as cold as a blade.

Inside the Leng family hall, when Leng Aofeng learned the truth, he was so shocked that he couldn’t recover for a long time.

”How could this happen? How could Pengyu do something like this?” Leng Aofeng’s face was full of disbelief.

”You two siblings, how did my son offend you for you to smear him with such words? I think you never really considered Pengyu as your brother,”

Standing next to Leng Aofeng was a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup, who shouted at Leng Ruobing and her brother in anger; she was Leng Aofeng’s second wife and Leng Pengyu’s mother, He Xiufang.

”Whether we’ve slandered him can easily be resolved by having him confront us directly,” Leng Ruobing retorted coldly.

”Family Head, this is a letter left by the Second Young Master,” a Leng Family guard quickly walked in, handing a letter to Leng Aofeng.

Upon opening the letter, Leng Aofeng’s expression darkened, his gaze narrowing, flickering with light.

”What did Pengyu say?” He Xiufang snatched the letter, her face changing instantly as she pointed at Leng Ruobing and shouted, ”It’s all your fault! You must have used some cunning trick to drive my son away. You detestable woman, don’t you just wish to prevent Pengyu from inheriting the position of Family Head of the Leng Family? Why are you so venomous?”

”You better watch your mouth, or don’t blame me for being impolite,” Leng Ruobing’s face was cold and merciless, a hint of chill flashing in her eyes.

”Aofeng, look at this, your precious daughter doesn’t take me seriously at all. Not only did she drive Pengyu away, but now she dares to threaten me. Are you not going to do anything about it?”

He Xiufang was pulling on Leng Aofeng’s hand, pleading tearfully.

”Enough, don’t say any more. Didn’t Pengyu write in the letter that he left on his own accord, and he wants to be away for a while? As for the incident of sneaking up on Pengzhan and what happened today, we’ll delve into it when Pengyu returns. For now, let’s drop this matter. Nobody should bring this up again,”

Leng Aofeng said sternly.

Leng Ruobing remained silent, her expression icy, while Leng Pengzhan went ahead and spoke of his intentions with Meng Qing.

”Father, I wish to marry Meng Qing!” Leng Pengzhan looked at Leng Aofeng and said.

”That...” Leng Aofeng frowned, pondering.

”How could that be possible? Our Leng Family is one of the five great noble families of the Capital City, with high status and power. How can the young master of the Leng Family marry an ordinary psychologist? Won’t this become a laughingstock if it spreads?” He Xiufang scoffed disdainfully.

Leng Ruobing glared coldly at He Xiufang again, frightening her into silence.

”Pengzhan, I will discuss this matter with the other elders of the family first,”

”Big brother, let’s go. Ye Luo is waiting to treat you,” said Leng Ruobing as she was about to help Leng Pengzhan leave.

”Ye Luo is here, can he cure Pengzhan?” Leng Aofeng’s expression changed, revealing a look of surprise.

Half an hour later, in Leng Pengzhan’s room, he lay on the bed with numerous Silver Needles inserted into his back. Ye Luo’s hands moved swiftly.

The Silver Needles emitted a resonant sound, constantly spinning. Leng Ruobing, Leng Aofeng, and several other Leng Family elders all stood by, holding their breath as they watched.

After several more minutes, the needling was finished, and Ye Luo placed his hands directly on Leng Pengzhan’s back and performed a unique set of techniques, patting along his spine.

Finally, after more than an hour, sweat appeared on Ye Luo’s forehead, and Leng Ruobing handed him a wet towel and placed it in front of him.

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