"Brother and sister, I have found a miracle doctor for my junior brother. If I can help him get better..."
"Shut up!"
Song Manhan shouted directly, "If you really feel guilty about my husband's trial of medicine back then, then transfer Jishitang to us.
Otherwise, everything you say is just hypocrisy!"
Chen Qingsong gritted his teeth, took a step forward, pointed at Xu Yuan and said, "Brother and sister, I really didn't lie to you.
You can ask Xu Yuan, the name of the miracle doctor Xu.
Even the old man Wen Renting of the Wenren family had a strange disease. Many hospitals could not find out the problem. Many people went to see him, but in the end nothing could be done.
But as soon as Xu Yuan left, he was cured immediately!!"
"Make it up, keep making it up!"
Song Manhan said coldly, "Chen Qingsong, I'm not old enough to be a fool yet, and you're just going to use such a hairless boy to fool me?"
Saying that, Song Manhan seemed to have just come to his senses and said, "I finally understand.
Did you just randomly find someone on the street to pretend to be a miracle doctor and try to cure our family Xiang Rong to death?
In that case, you can keep Jishitang, and the most you can do is give this scapegoat a sum of money!"
"Brother and sister, where are you thinking? I really..."
Chen Qingsong was completely helpless.
"Bang!"
Song Manhan was too lazy to talk to Chen Qingsong, raised his hand and closed the door.
"Go away, I don't want to see you again.
One month is limited, go back and think about it carefully.
When the time comes, if you cannot transfer Jishitang to Xiang Rong, I will announce to the public that your poison poisoned my husband.
I want your Jishi Hall to close down!"
Chen Qingsong's face was full of bitterness and helplessness, "Brother and sister, why are you doing this?
When Jishitang collapses, your annual dividend income of tens of millions is gone!"
"Huh, just tens of millions of dividends were spent on us.
And you, you don’t know how many hundreds of millions you have earned secretly, right?
I would rather not have those tens of millions in dividends, and I will never let you use Xiang Rong's hard work to make hundreds of millions!"
Chen Qingsong almost vomited blood.
It was also the first time for Xu Yuan to see such an unreasonable woman.
I would rather lose tens of millions myself than let others make no money.
What's more important is that Chen Qingsong didn't feel sorry for them at all.
"Didn't you show her the accounts of Jishitang?"
Xu Yuan asked.
Chen Qingsong shook his head, "She doesn't believe it.
She thought that the accounts I showed her were fake ones that I had prepared a long time ago!"
Too.
The other party had long believed that Chen Qingsong's annual income was several hundred million, so he only gave them a few tens of millions.
They only believe what they think, not what they see.
"Let's go!"
Xu Yuan shook his head. He didn't even see the patient's face, so naturally he couldn't take action.
Chen Qingsong gritted his teeth.
He turned around and continued to ring the doorbell.
"Brothers and sisters.
It's better to do this.
Let Mr. Xu show it to his junior brother.
If Mr. Xu cannot be cured, I will find a lawyer today and sign a contract agreement for the unconditional transfer of Jishitang.
If Young Master Xu is cured, how about letting Junior Brother Xiang Rong decide everything on his own?"
What Chen Qingsong said was very risky.
Even Xu Yuan himself was a little surprised.
You know, it is quite difficult to cure and recover a vegetative person who has been lying in bed for more than 20 years.
But this sentence undoubtedly had a huge impact on Song Manhan.
She opened the door and glanced at Chen Qingsong and Xu Yuan suspiciously.
"Is this true?"
After all, she had nothing to lose.
Even if Xu Yuan cannot be cured, she can still get Ji Shi Tang.
Once it’s cured, it’s naturally the best of both worlds.
"really!"
Chen Qingsong gritted his teeth and said, he has completely given up.
"come in!"
Song Manhan then opened the door and asked Xu Yuan to give it a try.
In the bedroom on the second floor of the villa.
Xu Yuan met Xiang Rong.
According to Chen Qingsong's description, Xiang Rong was originally tall.
But at this moment, the person lying on the bed looked like a mummy, as thin as skin and bones.
If it weren't for Chen Qingsong's tens of millions in dividends every year and the use of expensive medicinal materials to extend his life, Xiang Rong would have died long ago.
"Master Xu, please!"
Chen Qingsong sighed.
Xu Yuan nodded.
Activate the divine eye and look directly at Xiang Rong.
Wherever his gaze passed, he easily penetrated Xiang Rong's flesh.
finally.
Xu Yuan discovered the location of the lesion.
There were varying degrees of atrophy in Xiang Rong's chest, heart, and blood vessels in the brain.
If the blood cannot flow smoothly, there will naturally be no way to wake up.
"Master Xu, is there any way?"
After a while.
Seeing Xu Yuan retract his gaze, Chen Qingsong asked.
Xu Yuan pondered for a moment, before he could speak.
Song Manhan on the side threatened, "Boy, I have to remind you.
No matter how many conditions Chen Qingsong promises you, if you dare to assassinate my husband.
I will never let you go!"
Xu Yuan ignored Song Manhan, looked at Chen Qingsong and said, "It can be cured.
But because the patient has been in bed for too long, his muscles have already degenerated and atrophied.
To fully recover, at least half a year of nursing is needed.
But today, I can revive the patient!"
Chen Qingsong's face was full of excitement.
He hurriedly bowed to Xu Yuan.
"Master Xu, thank you very much.
My junior brother had a hard life, and it took a lot of effort for Jishi Hall to reach its current scale, but he didn't see it, and now he finally has a chance!"
Xu Yuan helped Chen Qingsong up.
Song Manhan on the side said coldly, "Chen Qingsong, who knows if you really want my husband to wake up in your heart.
Are you afraid that you would rather my husband die?"
Chen Qingsong shook his head, "I never thought so!"
"Master Xu, let's start!"
Xu Yuan nodded.
He took out the silver needle from Chen Qingsong's medical box and walked over.
Song Manhan next to him stared closely, fearing that Xu Yuan would feed Xiang Rong something he shouldn't eat.
But the good thing is.
Xu Yuanqing only applied acupuncture.
He placed thirty-six needles in total on Xiang Rong's chest and back of his head.
Look at the number of needles on Xu Yuan's hand.
Chen Qingsong's face turned red with excitement.
"This is...this is the Tiangang Huiyang Needle.
I will be able to see this acupuncture technique in my lifetime.
I really can die with peace of mind!”
"Then why don't you die?"
Song Man said coldly.
Chen Qingsong acted as if he didn't hear anything and stared intently at Xu Yuan's hand as he performed the needle.
Time passes minute by minute.
Fine beads of sweat began to form on Xu Yuan's forehead.
There are many mysterious and unpredictable medical skills passed down from our ancestors.
This Tiangang Huiyang Needle is one of them.
However, Xu Yuan's foundation is too shallow and his understanding is not enough, so it is quite labor-intensive to use it.
Chen Qingsong took a towel and wiped Xu Yuan's sweat.
A full hour passed.
Only then did Xu Yuan finish his work.
He sat on the chair as if he was weak.
Song Man watched coldly, but didn't even bring a glass of water.
"Chen, didn't you say that this boy can cure my husband?
Now that the acupuncture is complete, why hasn’t my husband woke up yet?
According to what you just said, the treatment has failed.
So, sign this Jishitang transfer agreement!"
Song Manhan threw over a few pieces of paper and a pen.
Xu Yuan shook his head, "The patient will wake up.
However, for this Tiangang Yang-Returning Needle to fully stimulate the Yang-Returning Qi in the patient's body, it will take three moments, that is, forty-five minutes!"
"Okay, then I'll wait for you for forty-five minutes. Then I'll see how you deny it!"