Sun Xiangrong got Tan Hongkai's birthday and horoscope, looked solemn, and started calculating.

Everyone watched his actions intently, and they all wanted to see the legendary five-point acupuncture technique so that they could brag about it outside in the future.

This is a great opportunity to witness with your own eyes the acupuncture performed by the descendants of the King of Medicine.

Soon, Sun Xiangrong knew what was going on.

"Old man, this Five Elements Ximu can be treated with acupuncture. Old man, take off your shirt and lie down on the bed."

Butler Liu went to help.

Sun Xiangrong took out the cloth bag from his carry-on bag, opened it and saw that it was an ordinary silver needle.

Tan Jianxiong thought of the nine needles brought by Mr. Peng and asked.

"Miracle Doctor Sun, Mr. Peng has the nine needles passed down from ancient times. Why are the needles you use still such traditional silver needles?"

Sun Xiangrong sneered.

"It depends on who has the needle. I can cure diseases with sewing needles, let alone ordinary silver needles."

Listening to the sarcastic words, Mr. Peng just smiled and did not give any explanation. He just watched Sun Xiangrong perform the acupuncture quietly.

When Sun Xiangrong was inserting the acupuncture, Lin Tian watched intently.

As Lin Tian watched, all the acupuncture points on Tan Hongkai's body appeared in front of his eyes, like a three-dimensional projection effect.

He clearly knew which acupuncture point Sun Xiangrong inserted the needle into, and he could see it clearly.

Then, he remembered that he had seen a book about the legend of Sun Simiao in the library before, and he made a judgment in his mind.

Sun Xiangrong used the directions of Feng Shui to perform acupuncture, combined with Tan Hongkai's horoscope, and indeed had two brushes.

Lin Tian looked at it and frowned slightly.

During the process of Sun Xiangrong getting the acupuncture, no one dared to say a word, not even to be angry.

Anyway, they don't understand people, so they feel that Sun Xiangrong's every move has its own light, and that he is the reappearance of the King of Medicine.

Even Mr. Peng couldn't help but nod.

When Sun Xiangrong finished pricking the needle and put away the tools, he was already sweating profusely.

Butler Liu handed him a clean towel, and Sun Xiangrong wiped it hastily and threw it on the ground.

"That's all right. After getting the injection, there's no need for follow-up consultation. The source of the old man's serious illness has been resolved."

Hearing his words, Tan Hongkai trembled slightly and sat up from the bed, his tone of voice concealing temptation.

"Isn't it common pneumonia? How serious is it?"

He was such a smart man. He thought of all the signs and knew that they were deceiving him about something serious.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. They forgot to tell Sun Xiangrong that they wanted to hide the old man's illness. Sun Xiangrong actually said it out loud.

Sun Xiangrong looked nonchalant and said calmly: "Old man, you do have late-stage lung cancer, but don't worry, I have cured your disease now."

His words confirmed Tan Hongkai's condition.

Tan Hongkai's face turned gloomy. It was so irritating to think that he had been kept secret by so many people for so long.

No wonder his family members, who used to be so busy that they had not seen each other for several months, recently came back to see him one by one and stayed for several days at a time, as if they were parting ways.

It turned out that it was really a matter of life and death. He had reached the advanced stage of lung cancer and had only a few months to live!

However, he didn't stay angry for long because Sun Xiangrong had already tied him up.

This mood is really ups and downs.

Tan Jianxiu comforted Tan Hongkai and said, "Dad, since you already know, we won't hide it from you anymore.

The last time you went to the hospital for a check-up, the doctor told us that you had late-stage lung cancer. Without chemotherapy, you could only live for half a year at most, and with chemotherapy, you could only live for half a year to a year at most.

Actually, I originally wanted to tell you and let you decide how to live in the end. After all, there are such a big company and other things to arrange, right?

However, I listened to the opinions of my eldest brother and my second brother, and we decided not to give you chemotherapy to make you happy.

We’re not giving up on you, didn’t I ask Divine Doctor Sun to come?

If he treats you, won't you get better now?

Dad, don't be angry, it will be bad for your health if you are angry."

Listening to Tan Jianxiu's words, Tan Hongkai didn't know whether to be angry or happy, and his face was changing.

Tan Jianxiong glanced at his brother, with a bit of reproach in his eyes.

Regardless of what his younger brother says now, he is actually worried that the old man will not know that he is leaving, and that sharing the inheritance will be detrimental to him.

Seeing that his father was still digesting this fact, Tan Jianxiong changed the subject.

"Doctor Sun, after acupuncture, do you need to take any more medicine?"

Sun Xiangrong waved his hand and said impatiently: "You didn't listen carefully? I said it would be fine as soon as it was tied."

Tan Jianxiong smiled awkwardly and then asked: "Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup? Are you okay?"

Sun Xiangrong frowned and his tone suddenly rose.

"That's it! Why are you asking so many questions? What, you doubt me?"

Tan Jianxiong glanced at Tan Hongkai and saw that he looked a little better and believed Sun Xiangrong's words a little more.

He was afraid that Sun Xiangrong would be angry, so he said somewhat flatteringly: "I don't dare, I just want to ask more clearly and don't let the old man mess around."

Seeing this, Xue Ping couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

The teacher went back to get nine needles and asked him to help. He thought he would be able to show off his skills in front of everyone, but now it fell through.

Moreover, Sun Xiangrong's acupuncture technique just now was too fast and he didn't explain it while inserting the acupuncture, so he didn't understand it.

While everyone was flattering Sun Xiangrong, Lin Tian suddenly said something.

"I suggest that my teacher use nine needles to solidify the foundation for Boss Tan."

His volume was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for everyone to hear.

Originally, he was just a transparent person in everyone's eyes, and everyone didn't take him seriously. After hearing his words, they all looked at him.

Looking at him, it was like seeing a fool.

Tan Jianxiu immediately responded.

"Where did the buzzing flies come from? You don't even think about your own weight!"

Everyone looked at Lin Tian with eyes filled with excitement.

Lin Tian straightened his back and said insistently: "My teacher was very busy the past two days, so he went back to bring him nine needles. Nine needle acupuncture is very helpful to Boss Tan's condition. At least it can be used to strengthen the foundation."

Mr. Peng was a little confused about Lin Tian's thoughts. He looked at Lin Tian with questioning eyes, and Lin Tian gave him a firm look in return.

Sun Xiangrong hugged his shoulders and snorted heavily.

Tan Jianxiu was not happy.

"What are you talking about? Don't you mean that Dr. Sun didn't perform the surgery well and failed to cure my father?

Do you know how much responsibility you have to bear for saying these words?"

Only then did Tan Hongkai notice Lin Tian.

He looked Lin Tian up and down and found that this young man was a bit extraordinary. With his eyes that read countless people, he could see that Lin Tian had some support.

Although at first glance, Lin Tian looks like a young man just starting out, but after a long look, you can find the vague aura in Lin Tian.

He noticed that Mr. Peng had not refuted Lin Tian so far. His attitude was obviously on Lin Tian's side, and Tan Hongkai knew something about it.
Chapter completed!