Jiangnan City, morning.

Ye Bufan stood by the road, his expression complex as he watched the constant flow of traffic.

"Go pay the surgery fees quickly, otherwise I guarantee your mother won't survive today."

"You have the audacity to borrow money again? You haven't even paid back the last sum you borrowed from us..."

"No money! No money! Why should I care whether your mother lives or dies?"

Ye Bufan's mother was in the hospital. She needed 50 thousand yuan for her operation urgently, and yet no matter what he did, he couldn't raise a single cent, which left him feeling incredibly anxious.

In his hand he held the life-threatening surgery bill as he absentmindedly crossed the street.

Then, a red Maserati sped towards him, not too fast at a glance.

Driving was an extremely beautiful girl who, upon seeing someone suddenly appear in front of her car, got so shocked that she screamed not only did she not step on the brakes, she even let go of the steering wheel and covered her eyes with both hands.

Seeing the Maserati speeding toward him like a runaway horse, it was too late for Ye Bufan to dodge.

With a loud crash, he was flung ten meters away like a string-cut kite, feeling as though all the bones in his body were broken, and a mouthful of fresh blood was spat out.

"Female driver..."

This was his last thought, and then he lost consciousness.

After the accident, countless people gathered around, but no one noticed that the fresh blood he spat out was absorbed cleanly by an ancient jade pendant on his chest.

Ye Bufan was an orphan, and this pendant was the only memento he had when his adoptive mother took him in, hence he always wore it on his chest.

In a daze, he felt a warmth emanating from his chest, followed by a loud explosion in his mind, "Junior Ye Bufan, accept my Ancient Medical Sect's heritage!"

Next, an old Daoist robe-clad man with white hair and beard appeared in his mind's eye, "I am Ye Xiaoyao of the Ancient Medical Sect. You've inherited my legacy, so you must abide by our sect's rules: hang the medicinal jug to aid the world, and practice medicine across the universe.”

Following this, countless pieces of information flooded into his brain, all centered around martial arts techniques, medical techniques, and various skills.

Right after this influx, the information integrated seamlessly into his existing memory, crystal clear, as if it had been there from the start.

At the same time, the ancient jade pendant on his chest became hotter and hotter, until it finally transformed into a dense energy stream, pouring into his body.

Once the energy had taken hold, it swiftly strengthened his muscles and bones and healed the serious injuries he had just sustained.

A sensation of extreme comfort washed over him, and Ye Bufan soon fell into a deep sleep.

Somes time later, however uncertain, he regained consciousness and found himself in a sterile white room: a hospital ward.

What just happened? Could it have been a dream?

He subconsciously reached for his chest, finding only the red cord remaining, the ancient jade was gone.

He had undeniably been seriously hit by a Maserati, and yet he felt no pain right now. On the contrary, he felt better than ever, and every one of his muscle fibers was filled with strength.

The medical techniques, magical arts, and martial arts stored in his brain were distinct and clear, each one proving that it wasn't a dream and that he had indeed received the heritage of the Ancient Medical Sect.

“You're awake!”

A relieved voice echoed in his ear, followed by the appearance of a breathtakingly beautiful face.

The woman had long hair draped over her shoulders, a complexion so flawless that it invited nary a criticism, and a curvaceous figure highlighting her ample front and prominent back. She was truly, utterly stunning.

He couldn't help but stare, never having seen such a beautiful woman in his life, even the TV actresses beautified with makeup were no match.

"I am really sorry, my name is Chu Chu Qin, I just got my driver's license yesterday, I never expected to hit you today!"

Leaf Buphan suddenly remembered, the girl with an apologetic face in front of him was the owner of the Maserati.

He held no resentment towards this girl, it was he who jaywalked, and he couldn't blame others.

On the contrary, he was grateful. If he hadn't crossed paths with this female driver, he wouldn't have obtained the legacy of the Ancient Medical School.

Seeing him not speaking, Chu Chu Qin continued, "Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for crashing into you, you just get some rest here, I'll cover all the medical expenses all the way until you're fully healed and discharged from the hospital."

Seeing that the girl in front of him didn't show any signs of wealthy family arrogance, Leaf Buphan's affection for her grew, he said, "Thank you, I'm okay."

"It almost scared me to death yesterday, you got thrown so far."

Chu Chu Qin patting her busty chest said, "It's strange, the doctor checked and said you're okay, just a concussion causing temporary unconsciousness.

This is simply a miracle, my car was sent for major repair, but you're almost unscathed, it's just unbelievable."

Hearing the word "unconsciousness", Leaf Buphan was startled and hastily asked, "How long was I unconscious?"

Chu Chu Qin said, "Almost half a day, in fact, the doctor said you wouldn't wake up until after 24 hours..."

"Half a day?"

Leaf Buphan abruptly sat up, his mother was still critically ill in the hospital, he couldn't delay here any longer.

Now, having received the inheritance of the Ancient Medical School, no one's medical skills in the world can surpass his. He no longer needs other doctors to perform surgery, he can cure his mother's disease by himself.

In a state of urgency, he quickly grabbed Qin Chuchu's hand, frantically asking, "Where is this?"

Startled by his reaction, Qin Chuchu forgot to withdraw her hand and instinctively responded, "This is the Central Hospital."

His mother was at Jiangnan Hospital which was quite a distance away. Ye Bufan abruptly got off the bed, put on his shoes, and sprinted out in a hurry.

From behind him, Qin Chuchu shouted, "Hey, where are you going? The doctor said you need to rest well..."

"I'm fine, just go ahead and discharge me."

Having said that, Ye Bufan left the Central Hospital in a flash, heading towards Jiangnan Hospital. He stopped by a pharmacy to buy a pack of silver needles and tucked it into his pocket.

Inside the ICU of Jiangnan Hospital, the principal doctor, Xie Haitao, checked Ouyang Lan's eyelids, glanced at the monitor beside the bed, and said to the nurse Zhang Xiaoman, "The patient is confirmed dead. Proceed to the next step."

"Understood, Doctor Xie."

Zhang Xiaoman acknowledged and took a white cloth sheet, preparing to cover the deceased.

Dr. Xie gave a cold glance at Ouyang Lan lying on the bed. His eyes were full of indifference, devoid of remorse or regret.

"If her family could have paid the 50,000 yuan for the surgery and I could perform it myself, perhaps she would have had a chance of survival. Unfortunately, they are too poor to afford even that small amount. Without money, they can only wait for death."

Just then, Ye Bufan rushed in from outside, seeing the white cloth in Zhang Xiaoman's hand he yelled, "Stop, what are you doing?"

Zhang Xiaoman was startled and stopped her actions, saying, "The patient has already passed away..."

"Nonsense, my mom isn't dead!"

Ye Bufan had received the ancient medical heritage and with just one glance, he ascertained Ouyang Lan's condition precisely. She was merely in a state of apparent death looming before actual death and hadn't truly passed away.

He strode forward, pushed Zhang Xiaoman aside, took out the silver needles from his pocket, and as fast as lightning, began inserting each of them into Ouyang Lan's body.