My Ares Son-in-Law

Huang Yuandong snorted coldly, "Didn't you say he was a liar? Why, now in order to shirk responsibility, you are even dragging out the liar to take the blame? Jiang Liushan, as a doctor, you are so irresponsible, it's really disappointing."

Huang Yuandong's words were filled with reproach and disappointment. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, looking directly at Jiang Liushan's inner weakness and evasion. At this moment, the atmosphere in the whole room became more tense and depressing, as if even the air had solidified.

Jiang Liushan smiled bitterly, his face that was once full of confidence was now filled with bitterness and reflection: "I was too confident before and didn't think carefully. Now that all my methods have failed, I really started to reflect.

Although I have always looked down on your secular doctors and thought they were just mediocre, I still have to admit the level of the Medical Alliance.

Dean Wang once said that Xiao Chen was an excellent doctor. I didn’t take it seriously at first, but now that I think about it carefully, I think it’s probably true.”

There was a bit of sincerity and self-reflection in his words, and his deep eyes flashed with complex light. He knew very well that his previous prejudice and arrogance might have missed the best time to treat the patient.

"What's more, you saw it with your own eyes just now," Jiang Liushan continued, with a hint of firmness in his voice, "The pill that Madam Huang used was able to instantly save your son from danger. How could someone who could make such a magical pill be a mediocre person? Xiao Chen's medical skills may really be beyond our imagination."

Huang Yuandong frowned and fell into deep thought when he heard this. He looked at his son who was still weak but gradually stabilizing on the bed, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.

After a moment, he finally made a decision and said to the bodyguard beside him in a deep voice: "Big Bear, go to the hospital and invite Dean Wang and Mr. Xiao back. Remember, be respectful and don't be negligent in the slightest."

Hearing this, the bodyguard Daxiong immediately responded and turned to leave. He was a burly man with a steady pace, revealing an unquestionable firmness and loyalty.

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Xiao Chen had returned to the luxurious villa and was lying comfortably in the large bathtub. The warm water gently wrapped around his body, taking away his fatigue. Soft jazz music was playing in the bathroom, and the melody was so melodious that it seemed to be isolated from the outside world, creating a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed this rare quiet moment. Suddenly, the ringing of a cell phone broke the silence.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes slightly and gently waved his right hand. As if pulled by an invisible force, the mobile phone slowly rose from the shelf and hovered in the air. The light on the screen reflected on his slightly lazy yet heroic face.

He glanced at the screen and saw an unfamiliar number, but this number also revealed a special atmosphere, because only officials or people with certain identities would have such a number. Xiao Chen's mouth curled up into a faint sneer, and he had some guesses in his mind.

He tapped lightly and answered the phone, his voice carrying a barely perceptible detachment and indifference: "Who is this?"

A deep and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello, Mr. Xiao. I am Daxiong, the bodyguard of Mr. Huang Yuandong. The condition of the young master has changed just as Mr. Xiao said before. Mr. Huang is very anxious and hopes to ask Mr. Xiao to treat him again. May I ask where Mr. Xiao is now? I will arrange a car to pick you up immediately." Xiao Chen heard this and a deeper smile appeared on his lips. His voice was still calm: "Oh, I'm taking a shower. I don't have time."

After saying that, he waved his hand lightly, and the phone slowly fell back onto the shelf as if pulled by an invisible force, making a slight "dong" sound. Then, the bathroom returned to silence again, leaving only the melodious music and the sound of gurgling water.

Daxiong was surprised when he heard this. He had never expected that he would be rejected so decisively without any room for maneuver. After all, this was a personal invitation from Huang Yuandong, a big shot in the martial arts world. It was so important that any doctor would be excited.

In his opinion, which doctor can refuse such an invitation? This is not only a recognition of medical skills, but also a symbol of social status and wealth. Apart from anything else, Huang Yuandong's invitation alone is enough for any doctor to brag about it in front of his peers for half his life and become the highlight of his career.

What's more, if Huang Yuandong's grandson could be cured, it would not only mean receiving a huge reward, but more importantly, he would owe Huang Yuandong a favor.

You know, in the martial arts world, Huang Yuandong is a person who can make the ground tremble with just a stomp of his foot. With just one word from him, any problem can be solved. This opportunity is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

However, Xiao Chen's refusal left Da Xiong confused. He suddenly came to his senses and thought to himself: Oh, is he angry? Is it because he was ignored last night that his self-esteem was hurt?
Thinking of this, Daxiong couldn't help but sneer in his heart, thinking that Xiao Chen might be deliberately acting in a pretentious manner, wanting to take this opportunity to increase his own value.

So, he spoke confidently, with a hint of disdain and provocation in his voice: "Mr. Huang said that whoever can cure the young master's illness will be rewarded with 100 million. Mr. Xiao, you have to think clearly, this is not a small amount of money."

Self-esteem?

Haha, self-esteem is as small as dust in front of a huge fortune of 100 million yuan, worthless! In this materialistic society, who can really resist the temptation of 100 million yuan? I am afraid that there are very few people.

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, with a hint of amusement and indifference in his smile: "Mr. Huang asked for 100 million right away. He is indeed wealthy and generous. However, I am taking a shower and am busy enjoying this rare leisure time. I don't have time to care about those mundane matters."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation, as if the huge wealth was nothing but a passing cloud and insignificant to him.

On the other end of the phone, Daxiong was stunned, with astonishment and confusion written all over his face. He was rejected again? Moreover, the other party hung up the phone without any courtesy? This was beyond his imagination.

Daxiong felt mixed emotions. He thought about it and decided to call Xiao Chen back again. This time, he planned to apologize first. After all, men sometimes just want to save face. As long as he was given a way out, he would naturally come down.

Who can really resist the temptation of 100 million? I'm afraid even he himself would be jealous.

So, he called Xiao Chen again, praying in his heart, hoping that this time he could successfully persuade Xiao Chen to treat Mr. Huang's grandson. (End of this chapter)