"You!" The hotel owner's eyes nearly spit fire as he glared fiercely at the Korean man.
"What do you mean, 'I'? I'm from the American Medical Association. If you don't believe me, you can go back and investigate later. Don't argue with me now."
After saying that, Li Beitie turned his head back, preparing to place his hands on her chest and continue what he hadn't started yet.
Suddenly, a faint voice came over, interrupting him again.
"Are you sure she's really anemic? Are you really a doctor? If you're going to use CPR on someone with anemia, why don't you just jump into the sea?"
Yang Feng slowly walked up and instantly met his angry gaze, and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
"What do you mean? Are you a doctor? That's ridiculous. I've said I don't like being disturbed during treatment. Now get out of here."
Li Beitie was so angry he was about to vomit blood. Why did Yang Feng have to bother him with all this nonsense when he was just trying to take advantage of him? So he directed all his resentment at Yang Feng.
This young Chinese man is only in his early twenties, a full ten years younger than him. Why is he showing off at this time?!
"I'm telling the truth. Wasn't your mother's anemia cured by artificial respiration?" Yang Feng grinned, revealing his white teeth.
"Pfft~"
Han Shilan, who was behind her, almost burst out laughing. In fact, any smart person could see that the Korean doctor was obviously taking advantage of the beautiful dancer.
Now that Yang Feng has messed things up, he must be feeling terrible.
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Chapter 341 Remember what you said
"Kid, this isn't a place for you to cause trouble. Get out of here right now," Li Beitie said through gritted teeth, suppressing his anger.
After all, the people on this giant ship are unlikely to be ordinary people. Perhaps this young Chinese man has a powerful backer, or perhaps not.
He still dared not gamble, lest he incur consequences he could not afford to offend.
"Excuse me, I just made a bet with my girlfriend about whether I can cure this dancer, so... please step aside."
Yang Feng spoke casually, his words truly surprising.
As soon as he finished speaking, the wealthy businessmen around him felt a sharp pang in their hearts. This young Chinese man was far too willful.
He actually made this bet with his girlfriend; it could very well lead to someone's death.
"Do you know what you're saying?" Even the hotel owner couldn't stand it anymore and spoke coldly.
“This person is clearly causing trouble here. Why don’t you deal with him quickly?” Li Beitie pondered for a moment, then smiled and said to the hotel owner.
In this way, it won't be him who offends anyone.
Upon hearing this, the hotel owner glanced at him and shouted, "Someone! Throw this man out!"
Swish, swish, swish!
As soon as he finished speaking, several security guards rushed out of the hotel and fixed their eyes on Yang Feng.
"Sigh, this isn't really a good idea. If it weren't for the bet with my girlfriend, I wouldn't have come up to rescue them," Yang Feng said, shaking his head casually.
"Heh, do you need to save someone? You should go back to your studies and kick him out." The hotel owner chuckled mockingly, pointing at Yang Feng.
Immediately, several security guards came up. One of them had just reached out towards Yang Feng when he was blasted away by an invisible force and crashed to the ground not far away.
Seeing this, everyone was stunned, looked at each other for a second, and then recovered.
"He is a martial artist!" At this moment, a wealthy merchant exclaimed in great surprise.
What?
Warrior!
Upon hearing this, both the hotel owner and Li Beitie were shocked, never expecting to encounter a legendary martial arts master today.
The power of these martial arts masters is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
The remaining security guards were equally terrified, and they involuntarily took a step back, fearing that the young Chinese man in front of them would cause them trouble.
"Alright, I don't want to waste any more time. Get out of my way." Yang Feng's expression suddenly turned cold as he stepped forward and spoke calmly to Li Beitie.
What else could Li Beitie do but step aside and squat down next to the dancer, his eyes filled with malice and mockery.
He watched to see how Yang Feng would treat the dancer!
He actually understood that the dancer's fainting wasn't due to ordinary anemia; there might be some problem with her constitution.
Specific detection requires medical equipment.
Even if this young Chinese man is a martial artist, does knowing martial arts automatically mean he's a doctor?!