Chapter 2148 - 2108: The White Elite’s Backpedaling

When Ye Qiu and the others finished their leisurely morning tea, it was already past nine in the morning.

After paying the bill and leaving the teahouse, Ye Qiu drove to the hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Ye Qiu asked Xia Jing to call Li Xiaofen.

It wasn’t long before Li Xiaofen, with glowing cheeks and wearing high heels, came downstairs. As the saying goes, when someone is happy, their spirit is uplifted, and Li Xiaofen was certainly like that now.

"Doctor Ye, I truly thank you so much," Li Xiaofen said gratefully, looking at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu said nothing, as he was there to collect the medical fees.

Of course, this time he mainly came to find Dr. Smith and see if he would honor their bet.

Ye Qiu and the two women followed Li Xiaofen upstairs.

Her husband had been moved to another room, still in a single-room ward.

Upon entering, aside from a female nurse, there was also Mr. William in the hospital bed.

"Husband, this young doctor is the one who cured your cancer," Li Xiaofen said to her husband in the bed.

"Doctor Ye, thank you so much," Mr. William said.

His true age was only in his sixties, but suffering from brain cancer made him look twenty years older.

Mr. William now looked like he was in his seventies or eighties.

But now he’s alive, and that’s worth everything.

If he lost his life, then he would lose everything he had.

"Doctor Ye, I wonder how my husband’s health is right now?"

"He still has the three highs and coronary heart disease," Ye Qiu said directly.

Li Xiaofen was certainly aware of this, but while the three highs and coronary heart disease could be controlled, they couldn’t be completely cured.

In the West, most elder white men and women generally develop the three highs and obesity.

Mr. William, before brain cancer, indeed appeared quite overweight, but after being tortured by illness for so long, he had lost a lot of weight.

"Can it be cured?" Li Xiaofen asked eagerly.

"I can also cure coronary heart disease," Ye Qiu replied.

"Doctor Ye, please hurry and treat my husband!"

"About the medical fees..."

"That won’t be a problem," Li Xiaofen said.

Mr. William, upon hearing Ye Qiu could cure his coronary heart disease, was naturally very pleased.

If curing his illness required ten million US dollars, it wouldn’t be a problem.

"Then you should leave, I’ll treat Mr. William alone."

After Xia Jing and the two women as well as the nurse left, Ye Qiu chatted with Mr. William in English. He was an immigrant from Great Britain, considered a noble over there, so he was affluent in America.

This time, Ye Qiu cured his brain cancer, effectively saving his life.

To him, any amount of money was worth it.

"Mr. William, please close your eyes; it will be over soon."

When Mr. William closed his eyes and opened them again, he found his wife Li Xiaofen watching him.

"Husband, Dr. Ye said your coronary heart disease is no longer a problem, and as long as you avoid obesity, the three highs can be managed."

"Is my coronary heart disease really cured?"

"Dr. Ye indeed said that. If you don’t believe it, you can still check with the hospital doctors."

Outside the ward, Ye Qiu had already spotted Dr. Smith, an elite from Harvard Medical School.

Seeing Ye Qiu, Dr. Smith was indeed surprised.

Since when has Huaxia traditional medicine been so magical, enough to make cancer cells completely disappear from an end-stage cancer patient?

How did he manage that?

"Dr. Smith, did you forget our bet?"

"I haven’t forgotten, but you can’t prove that Mr. William’s cancer cell disappearance is related to your treatment."

Dr. Smith adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said.

Ye Qiu understood from this that the opponent was reneging.

He had never encountered someone as shameless as Dr. Smith.

"So, you are implying you don’t want to fulfill your promise or perhaps you can’t produce the money!"

Ten million US dollars?

No matter how elite a doctorate student, it’s improbable to have that much money readily available.

"Because you can’t really prove Mr. William’s brain cancer was cured by you unless you share how you did it. Then, forget ten million; even one billion dollars isn’t a problem."

This was utterly shameless!

He even wanted to take Ye Qiu’s medical skills.

With such skills, not just ten million US dollars, but perhaps billions wouldn’t be challenging to earn considering how many affluent individuals die from cancer.

If one had Ye Qiu’s medical proficiency, fame and fortune would be easily gained.

Ye Qiu looked at Dr. Smith, not angry, and said, "I hope you won’t regret what you just said."

Beside him, Xia Jing overhearing Dr. Smith felt he was incredibly shameless.

Initially, she held a good impression of such white elites, but it suddenly changed drastically.

She couldn’t believe it, knowing it was Ye Qiu who cured Mr. William, yet the opponent denied it, asking Ye Qiu to prove it with his skills.

Obviously, he wanted to exploit Ye Qiu’s medical skills.

"Let’s go," Ye Qiu said to Miranda and Xia Jing.

Then he pulled Miranda away.

Miranda didn’t quite understand earlier, but she could tell Ye Qiu was upset, no doubt due to Dr. Smith.

"What kind of bullshit white elite, so shameless," Xia Jing exclaimed.

"Now you know?"

"Don’t you have evidence in your hand? Isn’t he afraid you’ll sue him?"

"Sue? Ha, I plan to ruin his reputation, make him beg for mercy."

To others, he might be seen as a high-level white elite, but in Ye Qiu’s eyes, he seemed nothing more than an ant that could be squashed easily.

If Dr. Smith had honored the promise, Ye Qiu would have let him be.

Now, the opponent not only reneged but also wanted his medical skills.

The opponent surely knew Ye Qiu’s skills could cure Mr. William, yet refused to acknowledge it.

Such cunning and petty tactics were entirely clear to Ye Qiu.

Once the three left the hospital and got into the car, Ye Qiu asked, "Miranda, where would you like to go?"

"You decide, Qiu," Miranda replied.

Right now, she felt that just being with Ye Qiu was enough; it didn’t matter where they went.

Watching the two show affection again, Xia Jing couldn’t help but feel a twinge in her heart.