"Master, can it be cured?"
Ye Gulou came over and asked.
"Go away, who is your master?"
Ning Chen glared at him and then drove him out.
Ning Chen sat by the bed, carefully observed Wen Hua's condition for a while, and then uttered two words: "It can be cured."
"What...what?" The Wen family's eyes widened.
"I said, I can cure your son, but I want to take 70% of the dividends from the Longdan Shengjing Pill including future drug projects!" Ning Chen said.
"Okay, no problem!" Wen Yue said without thinking.
"Mr. Ning, you...can you really cure my dad?" Wen Qinglan cried, and her eyes were red with tears.
"It's not too late for you to cry when he wakes up!"
Ning Chen said: "You go out, remember, no one is allowed to come in without my order, and no one is allowed to peek. If you delay the treatment, you will bear the consequences."
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"Yes Yes Yes Yes……"
Wen Yue agreed wholeheartedly.
Approaching the door, Ning Chen thought of something again, "By the way, get me a mobile phone charger!"
After a while, the door of the bamboo house was locked from the inside.
Wen Yue sent more than 20 bodyguards to guard the place, and he also personally kept tabs on it. He even hired a large group of private doctors and nurses to be ready to respond to emergencies at any time.
"Mr. Wen, with all due respect, the person inside is simply a charlatan. You must not be fooled!"
A male doctor in a white coat said angrily: "I have been working in neurology for so many years, but I have never seen a vegetative patient who can be cured if he is told to cure it."
"That's right, Mr. Wen, I'm 100% sure that you were deceived!"
Another rehabilitation physiotherapy expert pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "You'd better open the door and let me see the medical qualification certificate of the person inside. We are doing this for the sake of Mr. Wen's safety."
"No need."
Wen Yue believed in Ning Chen, "Just stay patiently."
"..."
A group of experts looked at each other.
"Mr. Wen is treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor."
A female expert who advocates family therapy sighed.
After all, Mr. Wen is over eighty years old, and his son cannot be cured no matter how he treats it. You can imagine how anxious he is.
At this time, a charlatan appeared, bragging about a certain folk method, and stepping on experts like them. Mr. Wen could understand if he was deceived.
"Waiting for a slap in the face, you guys..."
Ye Gulou crossed his arms and sat on the stone table in the backyard, smiling at the group of food experts who were talking to each other.
now.
Inside the bamboo house.
"Double-kill!"
"Triple-kill!"
Ning Chen was lying on the soft bed, playing games with his mobile phone, which was still connected to the charging cable.
The patient Wen Hua was thrown on the sofa by him.
If Wen Yue and Wen Qinglan walked in and saw this scene, they would probably be furious on the spot.
At noon the next day, Ning Chen stretched and got up from the bed.
After yawning several times, he took Wen Hua back to bed.
Then, he opened Wen Hua's clothes and poked his chest with both fingers.
"Pfft!" With a sound, his fingers pierced the seams between the skin, flesh and bones, and blood flowed out.
A second later, Ning Chen pulled out his finger, and there was a chirping insect between his fingers.
"What's this?"
Wen Yue was called in by Ning Chen and looked at the table in shock.
The strange insect was covered by the glass. It was very ferocious and terrifying, bumping around everywhere.
"This is Miaojiang's Gu insect!"
Before Ning Chen could speak, Ye Gulou spoke first, "Master, why does this thing appear here?"
"Who the hell is your master?"
Ning Chen glared at him again and said angrily, "I caught it in Wen Hua's body. I caught it all night. I'm exhausted!"
"If nothing else happens, he may wake up at any time the next day. This is also thanks to your careful care over the years."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone around was shocked!
Wen Yue's eyes widened as he rushed forward and held Ning Chen's hand tightly, "Really...really? Mr. Ning, Hua'er can wake up within a day?"
Ning Chen took out his hand and said, "Almost."
Wen Qinglan burst into tears instantly, "That's great, Dad..."
At this time, several medical experts in white coats could not stand it anymore.
"Young man, do you know that it is illegal to treat people casually without a medical qualification certificate?"
A male doctor scolded him: "Mr. Wen is over 80 years old. It's okay for you to lie to him, but it's still early for you to lie to us!"
"Who are you?"
Ning Chen glanced at him with disgust, "Do you have a role to speak here?"
"What did you say?"
The male doctor was furious, and then started to show off his qualifications:
"I am the attending expert in neurology at the No. 1 City Hospital. I graduated from the Mayo Medical Center in Guoguo. I am also one of the medical experts hired by the Wen family. Do you think I have any right to speak?"
Ning Chen laughed and said, "What's the use of so many titles? Have you cured Mr. Wen's son? If you don't do things with money, if I had kicked you all away long ago."
"you!"
More than a dozen experts were furious and cast angry looks at Ning Chen, wanting to tear him alive.
"As if you can cure it!" the male doctor snorted coldly.
Maybe it was too noisy in the room.
Wen Hua, who had been lying in bed for four years, was awakened little by little.
He opened his hazy eyes and looked around confusedly. Then he opened his lips and tried several times before weakly shouting, "Dad..."
This sound silenced the noisy room!
Everyone turned their heads and stared blankly at the man who had woken up on the bed.
"Dad, Qinglan..."
Wen Hua's face was pale, his chest was bandaged with gauze, and there was a smile on his face, but two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.
The next second, Wen Yue and Wen Qinglan rushed to the bed and cried into tears.
"Hua'er!"
"dad!!"
"Woooooooo..."
The family of three burst into tears.
Ye Gulou stood beside Ning Chen and said with a smile: "Master, you are awesome."
Ning Chen still didn't give him a good look, "Get out."
"This...how is this possible!"
The male doctor who was showing off his qualifications just now was holding his head and looked at Wen Hua and then Ning Chen with a shocked look on his face, "You...you...how did you do that?"
"I won't tell you."
Ning Chen smiled shamelessly, turned around and left.
"Master, wait for me!"
Ye Gulou followed closely behind.
There are a group of experts in the room. You look at me and I look at you. For a moment, you feel a little doubtful about your life and your professional abilities.
Afterwards, Wen Qinglan stayed with Wen Hua, and Wen Yue came to the front hall, his old eyes red and swollen, and kept thanking Ning Chen.
"Mr. Ning, thank you, thank you... From now on, the Wen family is your family, and you are the biggest benefactor of our Wen family!"
The old man almost knelt down in front of Ning Chen.
In his eyes, Ning Chen spent a whole night and stayed up all night to help his son treat his illness.
This kindness is beyond words.
"It's just a waste of energy."
Ning Chen waved his hand, "If you really want to thank me, help me collect some elixirs."
Wen Yue's eyes lit up, "Elixir?"
Ning Chen nodded, "Yes, the higher-level elixir is better, but the worst is thousand-year ginseng. The lower-level ones are useless."
Wen Yue immediately said: "Our Wen family has an ancestral Ganoderma lucidum passed down from the Western Zhou Dynasty. Mr. Ning, would you like to follow me to the pharmacy to have a look?"
