My Ares Son-in-Law

Jiang Qingtao's face turned even paler. He pursed his lips and looked ahead with empty eyes, as if he was unable to accept this cruel reality for a moment.

His wife held his hand tightly, offering him silent support and comfort. The air around them seemed to freeze, with only the occasional sob breaking the silence.

"What did you say!" Jiang Qingtao's voice suddenly rose, as if ignited by an invisible force, and the anger that had just subsided erupted again like a volcano. His eyes were wide open, and his pupils flashed with a mixture of disbelief and anger, as if he wanted to see through Dr. Wang in front of him.

"My Jiang family has not treated you unfairly over the years, has it?" Jiang Qingtao's tone was full of questioning and unwillingness. His voice echoed in the tent, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

"From medical skills to treatment, we have tried our best in every aspect. And you gave up hope of saving the old man so easily!" His chest heaved violently, and it was obvious that he was trying his best to control his emotions and not let it explode completely.

Doctor Wang turned even paler when he heard this. He lowered his head deeply, and his voice was filled with guilt and helplessness:
"I'm sorry, Wang is incompetent... I know very well that my medical skills are limited and I can't save the old man's life. But please believe that I have never slacked off. However, I heard that the Penglai Divine Doctor Xiao Xianren seems to have also come to this island reef. His medical skills are superb. If you can find him, maybe... maybe the old man still has a chance of survival."

Doctor Wang's words were full of sincerity and expectation. He looked up at Jiang Qingtao, with a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes. He knew that he could do nothing more and could only place his last hope on the legendary miracle doctor.

After hearing this, Jiang Qingtao felt an indescribable excitement and urgency in his heart. He turned around almost immediately and prepared to set off to find the legendary miracle doctor.

However, at this moment, an unexpected voice interrupted his action.

"No need." Jiang Qingjiang suddenly laughed, with a hint of pride and relief in his smile. "Xiao Xianren is drinking tea in my tent right now. For him, the old man's illness is just a piece of cake and can be easily cured."

"Why don't you ask him to treat Dad!" Jiang Qingtao's roar echoed in the tent. His voice trembled with anger, and his eyes burned with rage, as if he wanted to burn all the obstacles that prevented him from saving his father. His fists were clenched, and his veins bulged, showing his extreme anxiety and anger.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingjiang curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, which contained both mockery towards Jiang Qingtao and pride in his own impending success.

"Haha, you are filial and I am a bastard, okay?" There was a hint of playfulness in his words, as if he was deliberately trying to irritate Jiang Qingtao. "If you want Xiao Xianren to cure the old man, that's easy. However, you have to write a written agreement. If Xiao Xianren really cures the old man, you will be willing to give up the position of the head of the family to me."

Jiang Qingtao's face turned pale instantly when he heard this, but he did not hesitate at all, because in his heart, his father's life was far more important than anything else.

He turned around abruptly, strode to the table, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote down the agreement without hesitation. The pen tip quickly moved across the paper, and each stroke was like his firm commitment in his heart, and each stroke revealed his deep love for his father.

"That's enough now!" Jiang Qingtao slammed the written agreement on the table, his voice full of unquestionable determination, "Hurry up and ask Master Xiao to treat Dad!" His eyes were fixed on Jiang Qingjiang, as if he wanted to force him to act immediately with his eyes.

Jiang Qingjiang put away the agreement with satisfaction, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. "I always thought you were hypocritical, but today it seems that I was wrong." There was a bit of emotion in his words, "Although you are stupid, I still admire your filial piety." After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled his men to take action.

Upon receiving the order, Jiang Qingjiang's men immediately took action. They walked out of the tent quickly and orderly, and soon invited the famous doctor from the Penglai Holy Land - Xiao Xianren.

Soon, the group returned with an old man who looked dusty but had an extraordinary temperament. That was the miraculous doctor praised by everyone in the Holy Land of Penglai, Xiao Xianren. He was dressed in a flawless white robe with fluttering sleeves, as if he came from the clouds without being stained by dust.

There was a warm smile on his face, and his deep eyes not only sparkled with wisdom, but also contained infinite compassion and awe for life. His appearance was like a ray of warm sunshine penetrating the heavy clouds, illuminating the tense and depressing atmosphere in the tent, and bringing an indescribable sense of peace and hope.

Xiao Xianren walked into the tent, each step seemed so calm, as if each step was in the rhythm of time. He looked around, his eyes were gentle and deep, as if he could see through the deepest worries and expectations of people's hearts.

Although the years have left their marks on him, his otherworldly temperament makes him look much younger than his actual age. The vicissitudes of more than sixty years seem to have only added a bit of calmness and indifference to him.

Faced with Jiang Qingtao's anxiety and worry, Xiao Xianren just smiled slightly, and that smile was full of confidence and comfort.

However, he did not look at Jiang Qingtao, but looked at Jiang Qingjiang and smiled.

"Master Jiang, please relax," he said softly, his voice gentle and powerful, as if it had the power to soothe all worries, "I know your father's condition. Just a few injections will definitely turn him around. It's just a piece of cake, a trivial matter."

After saying that, Xiao Xianren gently patted Jiang Qingjiang on the shoulder. That simple action conveyed endless trust and encouragement, which instantly made the heavy stone in Jiang Qingjiang's heart fall to the ground, and was replaced by full of gratitude and expectation.

I just don't know whether this gratitude and expectation is real or fake. After all, Jiang Qingjiang really wants the old man to die in his heart. Now he is pretending to be so filial, which really makes people suspicious.

"How many injections? Are you sure?" Jiang Qingtao's brows were furrowed, forming a deep groove, and doubt and uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

He did not intend to question Xiao Xianren's medical skills, but facing his father's life-threatening illness, the heavy responsibility in his heart forced him to remain highly vigilant and cautious. He knew very well that every choice of treatment was crucial, and the slightest mistake could lead to irreversible consequences.

He recalled the past. Doctor Wang was a famous local doctor. He had treated his father countless times and tried every possible method, but still failed to pull his father back from the abyss. (End of this chapter)