Chapter 0009: The President Had a Miscarriage!

  "Lin Ziwei!"

  Ye Chengfeng didn't dare slack off this time and quickly opened the automatic sliding door.

  However, since the automatic sliding door was fully open, it took a little time. Taking advantage of the time before the sliding door was fully open, Ye Chengfeng quickly slipped to the side of the BMW X6 and smiled: "Isn't Director Lin having lunch in the company?"

  “……”

  Lin Ziwei didn't know how to respond to this.

  If you hadn't eaten mine, would I have had to go home and eat?

  However, Lin Ziwai would never say that out loud. She just glanced at the lunchbox in Ye Chengfeng's hand and asked with interest: "Is braised pork belly delicious?"

  "Awesome!"

  "Wow, I didn't expect Shanghai's takeout to be so generous and delicious! And they even threw in a free egg!"

  “……”

  Lin Ziwei's enticing red lips twitched involuntarily, and she silently cursed herself for being a cheap mouth.

  If she didn't know, Ye Chengfeng simply misdelivered her takeout, she would really think that Ye Chengfeng was taking advantage of the situation and being arrogant!

  That egg in the bread, it was clearly given to me by the delivery guy as a favor, what a nice surprise! Who gets that kind of treatment?

  After shaking her head slightly, Lin Ziwai saw that the automatic sliding door had fully opened and hurriedly stepped on the accelerator to leave.

  "Take it easy, Director Lin!"

  Ye Chenfeng naturally didn't know what Lin Ziwu was thinking, so he smiled and waved his hand.

  But in less than five seconds, his smile froze.

  "Boom!"

  "Squeak——"

  "Boom!"

  He actually saw that Lin Ziwie's BMW X6 had a blowout when turning, probably because it was punctured by something sharp!

  Then a tragedy occurred, and the BMW X6 crashed into the side of a speeding taxi.

  "Director Lin!"

  Ye rode the wind and fire, swiftly flashing his body, almost at the moment when the BMW X6 stopped, he rushed past.

  However, before he had a chance to check on Lin Ziwie's condition, the taxi driver whose car was dented from the collision suddenly stormed over to the front of the BMW X6 and kicked it repeatedly.

  "Damn it! How can you drive like this?! You almost killed me!"

  "Shut up!"

  Ye Chengfeng glared at him fiercely and was about to open the door of his BMW X6.

  However, the taxi driver didn't know if he was a hot-headed person or felt that being hit was reasonable, and he actually rushed towards Ye Feng fiercely.

  "What's it to you, punk?"

  "Get out!"

  Ye Chengfeng lightly lifted his foot, and the taxi driver flew out, landing in a trash can by the side of the road, scaring the surrounding crowd into a burst of screams.

  However, Ye Chengfeng couldn't care about that much anymore and quickly opened the door of his BMW X6.

  All I saw was Lin Ziwie's entire body bent over the steering wheel, her forehead cracked and bleeding.

  "It's strange, although I didn't wear a seatbelt, the airbag didn't deploy, logically speaking it shouldn't be that serious, how could I have fainted?"

  Ye Chengfeng slightly furrowed his brow, but didn't dare to delay, and quickly carried Lin Ziwu out of the car.

  As soon as he entered the room, a soft and light fragrance wafted in, teasing Ye Chengfeng's heart and making his thoughts run wild.

  However, Ye Chengfeng did not dare to think further.

  Yesterday, Yun Lao asked him to protect Lin Ziyu, and this is just the first day. From Lin Ziyu's perspective, he can't even be considered as her bodyguard yet. If anything happens to Lin Ziyu, he will have a hard time explaining it to Yun Lao.

  A thought flashed, Ye Chengfeng's spiritual power quickly swept through Lin Ziyu's body, and finally let out a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it was just a minor collision! The coma was caused by anemia."

  After a moment's thought, Ye Chengfeng took out the remaining medicine dregs from last night's Yangyuan Dan refining from the storage ring and gently applied it to Lin Ziyu's wound.

  "Director Lin!"

  At this time, Lin Ziwie's secretary rushed over quickly.

  "Who are you?"

  "Lin's secretary, Wang Xiaohua!"

  "Oh, just now Mr. Lin's car had a blowout and collided with someone else."

  Ye Chongfeng simply explained the situation.

  "What's wrong with you? Hurry up and send Director Lin to the hospital!"

  Wang Xiaohua hastily pulled out her phone, but she was speaking in Shanghai dialect and it was unclear who she was notifying.

  "I've checked it out, just a small problem, nothing serious."

  Ye pointed at Lin Ziwu's forehead: "It's just a scratch. As for the fainting, it's due to President Lin's anemia."

  "Are you a doctor?" Wang Xiaohua asked in surprise, opening her red lips.

  "Not a doctor, but my medical skills are top-notch."

  Ye Chengfeng smiled with some self-satisfaction.

  This is true!

  Before becoming a cultivator, Ye Chengfeng really didn't know that cultivators had so many things to learn.

  But since then, after receiving the inheritance of that senior from Xiuzhen mainland and becoming a cultivator, Ye Chengfeng only knew that apart from cultivating spiritual power, other things such as ancient medical skills, alchemy, equipment refining, Feng Shui divination, Qimen escape technique, spellcasting, and ancient martial arts, all had to be well-rounded.

  For the past decade, Ye Chengfeng has spent a large part of every day on this.

  Of course, he is not completely learned.

  But all of the cultivation memories of that senior from the Cultivation Continent were passed down to Ye Chengfeng, including those essential lessons for cultivators.

  So, Ye Chengfeng took some time to digest on the flower.

  It can be said without exaggeration that in this world, if Ye Feng treats a disease poorly, then no one else can treat it better.

  "Go ahead and brag!"

  Wang Xiaohua curled her lip, clearly not believing that someone with such high martial arts skills and excellent medical skills would be working as a security guard.

  To know, in the morning, Ye kicked down six people with one foot, and she saw it clearly.

  So she thought Ye Chengfeng was at most a rough and tumble character who could fight, and definitely couldn't handle delicate work like medicine.

  "Alright, you've seen through me."

  Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but let out a wry smile, only then realizing that he had spoken too much.

  After all, who would believe that a highly skilled and medically talented person would be willing to work as a security guard?

  At that time, Lin Ziwai did not suspect that he had ulterior motives, and there really was a ghost.