My Ares Son-in-Law

Chapter 5861: Do you care about your money?

The middle-aged man knew very well how rare it was to meet a true miracle doctor at a critical moment of life and death.

After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, with a hint of determination and resoluteness in his eyes: "Okay! Since Dean Wang recommends it so highly, I am willing to believe in the ability of Dr. Xiao.

As long as he can cure my father, I am willing not only to donate 10 million to your hospital as support, but also to give Dr. Xiao 10 million for medical treatment to express my gratitude!"

Wang Xingyun laughed secretly when he heard this. He knew that Xiao Chen's background was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine, so how could he care about the mere 10 million dragon coins for medical treatment? Mr. Qin really underestimated him.

But he didn't say it. At this moment, it is better to have less trouble than more.

Then, he responded gently: "Mr. Qin, we deeply admire your generosity and sincerity. However, Dr. Xiao never treats patients for money or fame. He values ​​the patient's recovery and continuation of life more.

Please rest assured that we will do our best to provide the best treatment for your father."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man had a complicated expression. He looked at Wang Xingyun calmly and nodded. Although he still had many questions in his mind, he knew that the most important thing at the moment was his father's condition. So he stood aside silently, waiting for the moment when the emergency room came with good news.

Inside the emergency room, the atmosphere was tense and solemn, but Xiao Chen's movements were extremely swift and precise.

The silver needles in his hand seemed to have life. With a slight turn of his wrist, they were accurately inserted into the old man's acupuncture points one by one. The speed was so fast that it was like a whirlwind sweeping away all the clouds. In the blink of an eye, the old man's body was covered with fine silver needles, flashing a faint silver light.

As the silver needles were placed one by one, an indescribable atmosphere spread in the emergency room. The old man's skin began to show a strange red color, like the sunset glow, gradually spreading to his whole body.

His face turned red, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and he looked extremely painful.

He opened his mouth and gasped for breath, with low roars coming from his throat. It seemed that he had thousands of words to say, but they were strangled by an invisible force and he could only utter intermittent moans.

The situation was as if there was thick blood clot stuck in his trachea, making it impossible for him to breathe smoothly.

Xiao Chen stood aside, his eyes sharp, quietly observing the changes in the old man. He knew that every minute and every second at this moment was crucial and he couldn't be careless at all.

About ten seconds later, seeing that the time was right, he quickly stepped forward, gently held the old man's arms with both hands, and carefully helped him up.

Then, he placed his right palm against the old man's vest, took a deep breath, and pushed slowly from bottom to top. His movements were gentle yet powerful, as if he was guiding the flow of qi and blood in the old man's body.

After repeating this twice, Xiao Chen suddenly changed his gestures and clapped his right hand hard, making a crisp "pop" sound that shook the entire emergency room.

"Ah!" With this short and loud cry, the old man suddenly lunged forward, and then a large mouthful of black blood mixed with coagulated blood clots spurted out of his mouth.

The black blood spurted out, bringing with it a pungent smell, but it also seemed to take away the pain and suffering from the old man.

As the blood spurted out, the redness on the old man's face and body quickly faded, replaced by a healthy red. His breathing also became steady and powerful, and the ups and downs of his chest revealed the vitality of life. Immediately, Xiao Chen took out a pill with a warm color and a faint medicinal fragrance from the exquisite medicine bottle he carried with him, gently pinched the old man's mouth, and carefully stuffed the pill in.

His movements were gentle yet firm, as if he was performing a sacred and solemn ritual.

Then, he used his deep inner strength to slowly guide the breath in the old man's body, helping the pill to slowly melt in the old man's body and release the healing power.

This old man was obviously not an ordinary patient. His injuries were complex and severe. He had obviously suffered some kind of conspiracy and had serious internal injuries. Even Wang Xingyun, who was a skilled doctor, was helpless. This was understandable.

Xiao Chen pondered secretly in his heart. Although he did not say anything about the conspiracy and calculations behind this, a barely perceptible coldness flashed in his eyes.

After the pill was completely refined, Xiao Chen turned his gaze to the shocking pool of black blood on the ground. He squatted down and looked at the black blood carefully, frowning slightly.

In the strong smell of blood, he keenly caught a hint of unusual breath - it was unique to the Prison Clan, an ancient and evil power.

This discovery caused a complex surge of emotions in his heart, including a faint longing for the Prison Clan and their followers who had not appeared for a long time, and a deep vigilance against the darkness and destruction they represented.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, and inhaled the air mixed with the aura of the sick evil and the prison clan deeply into his body. However, for a strong man like him, this was not a threat, but a rare resource for cultivation.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, practicing the internal skills, purifying the dirty energies one by one, transforming them into pure spiritual power and integrating them into his blood.

With the injection of this power, his cultivation has indeed improved significantly. Although he has not yet reached the critical point of breaking through the bottleneck, every such accumulation is a solid step towards a higher realm.

He knew very well that the path of cultivation was long and difficult, requiring patience and perseverance, and more importantly, it needed to be done step by step, without rushing for quick success.

Therefore, despite his desire and eagerness to reach a higher level, he still remains calm and rational, moving forward steadily, constantly honing and improving himself in every challenge and opportunity.

After a while, as the old man's eyelids trembled slightly, he finally slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with confusion when he first woke up and gradually regaining clarity.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen curled up a faint smile, then turned around, clapped his hands gently, and signaled Wang Xingyun and the middle-aged man who were waiting outside the door to come in.

The two men came in upon hearing the noise, their faces filled with anxiety and anticipation. The middle-aged man hurriedly walked to the old man's bedside, tightly holding his hand, his eyes reddened, his voice choked with sobs: "Dad, you're finally awake!"

Xiao Chen watched this scene quietly from the side, and a warmth welled up in his heart.

He turned and walked to the table, picked up a fine fountain pen, and fluently wrote a prescription on a piece of spotless white rice paper. The handwriting on the prescription was vigorous and powerful, and every stroke revealed the doctor's rigor and concentration.

After finishing writing, Xiao Chen gently blew the ink dry and handed the prescription to Wang Xingyun. He planned to let Wang Xingyun handle this matter, which was also a chance for Wang Xingyun to make a contribution. (End of this chapter)

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