X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 117 - 112 Do You Know Old Lai

Actually, everyone has heard about this dispute. It’s those young ruffians harassing a nurse, and now they are even trying to fire her—there’s no justice at all.

Suddenly, the elevator doors opened, and two foreign men in suits stepped out.

These two men were Caucasian, with a height of 1.8 meters, neat crew cuts, air headsets stuffed in their ears, wearing sharp black suits with perfectly straight trouser creases, and their black leather shoes were polished to a shine—every inch the appearance of special bodyguards.

In front of the two men in black suits stood a lady with gold-rimmed glasses, slim and curvy, sporting the efficient look of a high-level secretary.

The lady strode out of the elevator, with the two black-suited bodyguards closely following behind, expressionless, their sharp eyes sweeping over Ye Tian seemingly casually, but with intention.

Vice-president Wang immediately went up to greet her, quickly reaching out his right hand and said, "Assistant Wei, hello."

Assistant Wei didn’t shake his hand, asking coldly, "What’s going on here? Lai Dongming’s surgery has been delayed. Can you take responsibility for this?"

Vice-president Wang clutched his stomach, "I didn’t want this either, but after being beaten up like this, I really can’t perform the surgery." Then he lifted his hand while staring intently at Ye Tian.

Assistant Wei had already heard that there was trouble here. She didn’t expect someone to be so bold. Wang Tianshui, as vice-president, he dared to hit him.

Thankfully, it was only a scrape, which shouldn’t affect Lai Dongming’s surgery. Wang Tianshui’s complaint in her presence was simply to make use of her authority to teach this young man a lesson.

She didn’t want to meddle in such affairs, but given it concerned Lai Dongming’s surgery, she had to make her stance clear and satisfy Wang Tianshui.

Without wasting any more words, Assistant Wei said in fluent English, "Mike, handle this, please."

Mike, an ex-international mercenary hired for a high price to be Lai Dongming’s personal bodyguard, understood immediately upon hearing Assistant Wei’s words. His target was the young man in jeans.

Eric patted Mike on the shoulder and reminded him in English, "My dear friend, that Chinese man is not simple. Be careful."

"Don’t worry, my fists will make him call for his mommy," Mike, brimming with the unique confidence of a foreigner, high-fived Eric, the corner of his mouth curving up.

Mike walked up to Ye Tian, twisted his neck, did a few hops, and said in awkward Chinese, "Hey, shorty, come here and I’ll show you what I’m made of."

Ye Tian glanced at him and sneered, "Foreigner, you’re too arrogant," and then stepped into a horse stance, adopting the starting position of an internal martial art.

"Chinese kung fu? NONONO, your kung fu is useless against me. My boxing is the most powerful," Mike said with a look of disdain, pounding his chest with his fists to indicate his strong muscles and high tolerance for taking punches.

Mike’s right hand guarded his face while his left fist shot out, a punch with tremendous force and a standard boxing move.

Compared to flashy moves, these foreigners favored the power and speed of the body, without superfluous techniques—only sheer strength and whirlwind-like punch speeds.

Speed and power were the cornerstones of foreign boxing, and Mike was doubtlessly among the best.

His boxing was lethal, with punch speed like lightning. Even professional boxers would frown against such real, hard-hitting techniques.

"Not bad," Ye Tian’s eyes gleamed, not expecting to encounter an expert.

The art of Chinese martial arts is profound, with internal boxing integrating softness and firmness, the interplay of yin and yang. Although the opponent’s boxing was exceptional, it was nothing in the eyes of Ye Tian.

Ye Tian initiated the Tai Chi starting stance, hands lightly pressing in front of him. As Mike’s powerful punch came barreling in, Ye Tian seized the moment to catch his fist,

Then, pulling with his elbow, Mike immediately lost his balance. He quickly leaned forward to stabilize himself, but at that moment, Ye Tian had switched from pulling to pushing, and using a Tai Chi push hand with a gentle overcoming strength technique, Mike suddenly found himself unsteady, his legs weak and faltering.

Ye Tian smiled calmly, "Lie down."

As he spoke, Ye Tian stepped forward, using a leg sweep and striking Mike’s shoulder with his left palm. Mike cried out as he tumbled to the ground in a heap.

However, as an international mercenary, Mike’s reflexes were still sharp. The moment he fell, his right hand supported him on the ground, immediately regaining his balance and then sweeping his leg, attempting to take Ye Tian down.

"You wish," Ye Tian snorted coldly.

Ye Tian’s toes lightly touched the ground, and he soared into the air, his fingers coming together to form a knife-hand strike, slashing down from above directly at Mike’s crown.

This move, from high to low, took full advantage of spatial superiority, showcasing the full power of Chinese internal boxing techniques.

Ye Tian’s hand was like a mighty dragon, thundering down onto Mike’s head, instantly knocking him out, leaving him unconscious.

"Mike! OH! My God!" Eric exclaimed in shock, hurriedly picking up Mike and shaking him, but unfortunately, Mike remained unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Assistant Wei was equally shocked. These expert bodyguards hired by Mr. Lai for a hefty price were all real masters, yet they were easily defeated by this young man, which was enough to show that this youth had very strong abilities, incredibly strong.

"There’s such an expert in Jiang city, and I had no idea," Assistant Wei adjusted his glasses.

On the other side, Vice President Wang and Ma Xu were also wide-eyed. They were very clear about what kind of person Mr. Lai was. Mr. Lai’s personal bodyguards were definitely not to be underestimated, yet these foreign experts were easily taken down by Ye Tian, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to them.

In fact, they had no idea that Ye Tian had only used two layers of his strength. If he had used a little more power, this international mercenary named Mike would have had to return to the Americas in an urn.

Nurse Wang Ying’s eyes widened with shock, unable to utter a word. Ye Tian’s moves were just too cool, like the martial arts experts in movies, but those were fake, and Ye Tian was standing right in front of her, alive and real.

"Big Brother Ye, you’re really strong!" Wang Ying said from the bottom of her heart.

Ye Tian shrugged his shoulders. "It’s nothing. Martial arts is just one of my many skills, and not even the most impressive one."

"Then what is your most impressive skill? Can you tell me?" Wang Ying batted her big eyes.

Ye Tian leaned into her ear and said with a mischievous smile, "My bed skills are the best, do you want to try?"

"Stop it." Wang Ying instantly froze on the spot, her pretty face blushing red with embarrassment. Ye Tian’s words were both bold and frivolous, leaving her at a loss for how to respond.

Mike’s continued unconsciousness was something Assistant Wei had not expected. Glancing at the Omega on his wrist, Mr. Lai’s surgery time was imminent. The priority was to get Vice President Wang into the operating room. Compared to the brawl, Mr. Lai’s surgery was of utmost importance.

"Vice President Wang, time is pressing. Please come with me to the operating room; making Mr. Lai wait would be bad," Assistant Wei said.

"I’m sorry, Assistant Wei, if I don’t teach this bastard a lesson today, I won’t be able to calm my nerves. If my mind is not at ease, I can’t perform surgery properly. As for Mr. Lai’s operation, please find someone more capable," Vice President Wang said.

Assistant Wei’s brow furrowed. This old fox Wang Tianshui dared to throw a temper tantrum over this matter, thinking he could dictate terms because he knew Wei couldn’t find a better expert in time.

If it hadn’t been for Mr. Lai’s sudden heart attack, leaving no time to find an expert in the capital and having to settle for an emergency surgery at the city hospital, someone like Wang Tianshui wouldn’t have even had the chance to see Mr. Lai.

Allowing him to operate on Mr. Lai was a privilege. Now, he dared to exploit the situation and make unreasonable demands. Assistant Wei made a mental note of this - once Mr. Lai was out of danger, he would settle accounts with Wang Tianshui.

"Eric, since Mr. Mike has already failed, do you have the confidence to defeat this man?" Assistant Wei asked in fluent English.

Expert bodyguard Eric shook his head, "Beautiful Miss Wei, I am sorry, but that Chinese man is a top-notch expert; I am not his opponent. Please forgive my incompetence."

Assistant Wei’s brow furrowed even deeper. If even Eric couldn’t defeat him, there was no need to ask anyone else. But the problem remained: if they couldn’t discipline the young man, Wang Tianshui wouldn’t perform surgery on Mr. Lai. What to do?

"Vice President Wang, you are the best surgeon in the city, and you know Mr. Lai’s status. If you can cure Mr. Lai, I will ask him to donate an additional 1 million yuan to the hospital. How about that?" Assistant Wei spoke in a negotiating tone.

"Heh, even if Mr. Lai donates 10 million to the hospital, I won’t see a penny of it," Vice President Wang sneered before continuing, "This man injured my hand, and I still have a stomachache. This seriously affects my surgical skills. If the surgery fails, who will take responsibility?"

Assistant Wei clenched her teeth in frustration. This damn Wang Tianshui was really holding her by the throat, obviously wanting something more. No wonder the other party started a fight. Even she couldn’t stand such scum.

Just then, Ye Tian strode over, his gaze resting on Assistant Wei’s pretty face as he asked a question.

"The Mr. Lai you’re talking about, is it Lai Dongming?"

If Ye Tian remembered correctly, once Xinyan had invited him to go fishing, and the mysterious old man sitting next to them seemed to be named Lai Dongming. The old man was pretty interesting, saying that if Xinyan couldn’t catch a fish, he wouldn’t sign the contract. Later, with a little trick from Ye Tian, a willing fish took the bait, and he successfully dealt with the old man.

Assistant Wei nodded, "Yes."

Lai Dongming was a prominent figure in Jiang city’s financial sector, often interviewed and featured with his commentary in every financial magazine. It wasn’t surprising that this young man had heard of Mr. Lai. Assistant Wei took Ye Tian for an ordinary young man who admired Mr. Lai.

Ye Tian smiled indifferently, thinking what a coincidence – he was the same old man from the fishing trip.

"Does that old guy still like to make things difficult for people with fishing? He seemed perfectly healthy last time; how come he suddenly fell ill?" Ye Tian asked, chuckling.

Upon hearing this, Assistant Wei’s delicate body shuddered. Anyone who fished with Mr. Lai was either rich or noble. Could this man have gone fishing with Mr. Lai? But judging by his ordinary appearance, he didn’t seem like a powerful figure.

"You know Mr. Lai?" Assistant Wei asked tentatively.