Tianjin.

In a senior ward at First People's Hospital.

There were many doctors gathered in the ward, including many foreign men with golden and blue eyes, all wearing white coats, and diagnosed a young man lying on the bed. The young man's eyes were dull and he stared blankly at the ceiling.

After the doctors finished their diagnosis, standing aside, a man in his fifties and dressed in luxurious clothes quickly asked, "Doctor Zhou, what do American experts say?"

"no!"

The person called Dr. Zhou is a male doctor in his forties and the director of orthopedics. He looked at the man in his fifties with a serious expression and said, "Mr. Huang, the condition of his son is very bad. Many bone nerves have been necrotic. The opinions of American experts are powerless."

"There's nothing to do?"

The man in his fifties turned very ugly and he said in a deep voice: "What does it mean?"

Dr. Zhou sighed and said, "Mr. Huang, I can no longer sit up in the face of the son. I am afraid I will have to spend it in bed in the future."

"What?"

The man in his fifties changed his face again, and he said with difficulty: "Doctor Zhou, is there really no other treatment? He can only lie down? He can't even sit up?"

"The patient's current situation is very difficult." Dr. Zhou shook his head, then he looked at the man in his fifties and said, "Mr. Huang, I suggested that you find Xiao Yun, a master of the national medicine, to take a look. Perhaps, there is no way for traditional Chinese medicine to recover, but... the probability is very small."

"I have sent someone to invite him in person, I guess there will be news today."

After Dr. Zhou left, the man in his fifties stood in the corridor with a gloomy face and smoked a cigarette. He returned to the ward.

"Xianzong, what do doctors say? What is the situation of our son?" A woman in her forties stood in front of the hospital bed with red eyes, and asked while massaged the young man lying on the bed.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Huang Xianzong glanced at his son Huang Nan lying on the hospital bed, and then said: "American experts are consulting together to discuss treatment methods, and I have sent someone to the national doctors to come here. In terms of national medical care, the national medical care also has its own treatment plan for his son's disease."

Huang Nan listened to his father Huang Xianzong's words, but did not show anything, and his eyes kept looking at the ceiling empty.

This scene made Huang Xianzong very heartbroken!

He hates it!

His son Huang Nan is a genius in Tianjin. He is a real genius. He is proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In addition, Huang Nan also showed extremely high talent in business and was highly valued by the old man in the family. If nothing unexpected happens, in another ten years, after Huang Xianzong's eldest brother Huang Xianguo retreated from the position of head of the family, Huang Nan could become the helmsman of the Huang family.

But now...

Huang Xianzong knew very well that if his son Huang Nan could not stand up, the old man would definitely train his heir again. At that time, he might choose one of his elder brother's three sons. At that time, the power of the Huang family will continue to be controlled by his elder brother's lineage. As for his youngest son who is less than 20 years old, Huang Xianzong knew very well that it would not be possible to be trained in a focused manner.

"Zhang Family!"

Huang Xianzong's fists were pinched together tightly.

At this time, a man in his forties came in at the door. After Huang Xianzong saw him, he gave him a look and followed him out of the ward.

After seeing this scene, Huang Xianzong's wife also hurriedly walked out.

"Master, Madam." The man in his forties looked at Huang Xianzong and Mrs. Huang with a look of ugly expression and said, "I have contacted Xiao Yun, the saint of the National Medical Doctor, but Xiao Yun refused."

"reject?"

Huang Xianzong looked ugly and said, "Why?"

The man in his forties spoke: "Master, in the Pearl River Delta at that time, Zhang Cheng's man also beat the Xiao family. Xiao Yun's grandson Xiao Zifeng was beaten. It is said that he would have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life and he could never stand up again."

"Can the Xiao family bear it?"

"Master, although Xiao Zifeng will always be in a wheelchair, Xiao Yun's youngest son Xiao Maidong has the opportunity to stand up. The little girl who beats someone beside Zhang Cheng has a way to make Xiao Maidong stand up." The man in his forties said: "I heard that Xiao Zifeng is a second-generation ancestor who is ignorant and has no ability."

"Hmph, I just said how could the Xiao family swallow their anger? It turned out that it was able to make Xiao Maidong stand up. In Xiao Yun's eyes, how could that ignorant grandson be as good as Xiao Maidong, a son with superb medical skills?" Huang Xianzong snorted coldly and said, "However, my son Huang Nan is not a second-generation ancestor like Xiao Zifeng. He is very outstanding and has a great future. Please inform Xiao Yun again that as long as he can cure my son, my Huang family owes the Xiao family a favor. Hasn't their Xiao family always wanted to open up the medicinal materials market in our Tianjin? As long as he can do it, I can completely agree to him."

When a man in his forties heard Huang Xianzong say this, his face changed, and then said with some difficulty: "Master, Xiao Yun said that he knew the situation of the young master, saying that he was unable to treat the young master. The one who injured the young master and the one who injured his grandson Xiao Zifeng was the same person. Compared with that, Xiao Zifeng's injury was lighter, but he was powerless to do anything about his grandson's situation, and he would be even more helpless in the situation of the young master."

After hearing this, Huang Xianzong's face almost dripped out of water. Mrs. Huang, who was standing beside her, was shaking and couldn't help crying: "Does my son have to lie on the bed like this in his whole life? He is still young, not married, and has not given birth to a child, and still has a great life waiting for him."

The man in his forties quickly said, "Master, Madam, Xiao Yun asked me to lead a message, saying that the only one who can cure the young master in this world is probably the only one who can injure the young master, or the little girl's master."

"Zhang Cheng's man!" Huang Xianzong's face turned gloomy.

"Yes, it's the little girl next to Zhang Cheng." The man in his forties nodded.

"Can the Ye family speak in words?"

"Master, when the little girl took action, the young master grabbed Ye Qingcheng and stood in front. I'm afraid the Ye family will not talk to us."

"Xianzong, what should we do? Do we want our son to lie on the bed all our lives? As long as that little girl can make Nan Nan stand up, we can even go and beg her in person." Mrs. Huang stood beside her with red eyes and said.

Huang Xianzong's eyes flashed, and after a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Bin, please arrange it and go to the Demon City with me in person."

"Yes!" The man in his forties nodded and agreed.
Chapter completed!