Under the guidance of Wen Xinying, Ye Chen and his party arrived at the door of the ward.
Wen Ping was looking forward to it. When he saw Ye Chen arriving, he suddenly smiled in surprise.
"Xiaoye, you're finally here." Wen Ping greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Uncle, how is auntie doing now?" Ye Chen asked.
He naturally knew that Wen Xinying's mother was fine, and his words were just looking for a topic to chat about.
"She is fine. After taking your elixir, she has slept peacefully for two days." Wen Ping said with a grateful look on his face.
Ye Chen nodded and then walked into the ward.
This is an independent ward. There is only one bed in the whole room, which is where Wen Xinying's mother sleeps.
"There are so many people in the public ward. I'm afraid that it will affect your performance, Doctor Ye. I'm even more afraid that the news that you can cure cancer will spread and cause riots, so I made the decision and let Ms. Li Hong have a separate ward." Sun Siyuan was standing aside. explain.
Ye Chen couldn't deny it. Sun Siyuan did a good job in this regard.
If the fact that he could cure cancer was exposed in that kind of public area, there would probably be a riot in the entire hospital.
"You must be the Ye Chen that Xinying calls you. You are indeed a talented person."
Li Hong looked good, at least there was a trace of blood on her face now.
"Auntie has a good attitude and will definitely recover." Ye Chen said with a smile.
To be honest, if most people knew that they had cancer, they would be scared to death.
People with a peaceful mind like Wen Xinying's mother can't be found all over China. They are really rare.
"Ye Chen, no, son-in-law, can you cure this disease?" Wen Ping asked hopefully.
Wen Xinying also looked at Ye Chen expectantly, but Li Hong still looked calm, as if she could accept whatever result Ye Chen said next moment.
"Give me your hand." Ye Chen did not answer directly, but took Li Hong's pulse in a decent manner.
Sun Siyuan's eyes were fixed on Ye Chen's actions, for fear of missing a detail and missing out on his magical skills.
Five minutes later, Ye Chen withdrew his hand and said with a faint smile: "It's not bad. Auntie has a good foundation. I can cure her."
As soon as these words came out, Wen Xinying, Wen Ping, and Li Hong herself all looked ecstatic.
In the advanced stage of pancreatic cancer, no matter which hospital you put it in, it will be an ultimatum of death.
But after Ye Chen checked it out, he came to the conclusion that he could cure it, which made Wen Xinying and the others extremely excited.
"Do you need me to prepare anything?" Sun Siyuan volunteered.
Ye Chen shook his head: "No, just lock the door for me and don't let anyone in."
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that a large number of patients' family members had gathered at the door of the ward.
They came to see the fun, because they were all curious about who lived in this ward that could make Dean Sun so respectful.
After hearing Ye Chen's words, Sun Siyuan immediately walked out the door.
In front of Ye Chen, his status as the old dean was not worth mentioning, but in front of patients and their families, his words were imperial edict.
After some hard-and-soft communication, everyone at the door left in frustration.
Sun Siyuan returned to the ward. At this time, Ye Chen had already started treating Li Hong.
I saw nine golden needles in Ye Chen's hand beating and falling in a strange arrangement. It was one of the unique skills of the nine needles, the bridge of life and death, one thought of life and one thought of death.
There was a cloud of white air hovering above Ye Chen's head, slowly steaming up. He was using his own true energy, using nine golden needles as a medium, to help Li Hong eliminate cancer cells in his body.
If someone could see microscopic things, they would definitely be able to see that Ye Chen's true energy had turned into countless tiny sickles, frantically harvesting those cancer cells in Li Hong's body.
As long as these cancer cells are eliminated, life will be fine. As for the lost vitality, it can be slowly replenished through treatment.
Of course, not every Chinese medicine expert with true energy can easily cure cancer.
This is a delicate job, and you must control your own strength very carefully in order to do it with ease.
Because cancer cells grow in the internal organs, if you are not careful, it will immediately cause massive internal bleeding in the patient.
By that time, even if Daluo Jinxian descends to earth, it will be impossible to save this person alive.
As time passed by, dense beads of sweat began to appear on Ye Chen's forehead.
This is not because he feels troublesome, but because the true energy in his body circulates too fast.
Wen Xinying, Wen Ping, and Sun Siyuan looked on, not even daring to breathe louder for fear of affecting Ye Chen's treatment.
"Fortunately, it's done."
More than half an hour later, Ye Chen swept his hands and put away the nine golden needles.
He exhaled a long, turbid breath, which did not disperse until he hit the ceiling.
Seeing Ye Chen's success, Wen Xinying and others asked impatiently: "Is it true? Pancreatic cancer has been cured?"
"Well, you can take her for a check-up. I have removed all the cancer cells in her body."
Ye Chen nodded slightly, looking a little out of breath.
Wen Ping was overjoyed when he saw Ye Chen's reaction. His heart moved and he said to Wen Xinying: "Xinying, please stay with Ye Chen here for a while. Dean Sun and I will go down and check your mother. .”
He couldn't express his gratitude to Ye Chen, but at this time, he was more concerned about his wife's condition.
"Okay, you go ahead." Wen Xinying nodded, looking at the pale Ye Chen, she felt inexplicably distressed.
"I'm fine, just take a rest and I'll be fine." Ye Chen said with a smile, indicating that he was fine.
The reason why he looked pale was because he had suffered a severe overdraft of his energy during the previous battle with Mao Zheng. After a night of recovery, he had barely recovered to 20%.
Not caring about anything else, Ye Chen sat cross-legged in front of Wen Xinying. He closed his eyes and used Xuan Gong to restore part of his true energy, even if it was only 10%.
More than an hour later, Ye Chen opened his eyes and stood up.
"Have you recovered?" Wen Xinying asked cautiously, and I felt pity for him.
"Almost." Ye Chen nodded.
In fact, he had only regained one of his powers, but in order not to worry Wen Xinying, he did not tell the truth.
Just when Ye Chen lifted Wen Xinying's chin and was about to kiss her passionately, an excited voice came from outside the ward.
"Old Dean, this is a miracle, this is a miracle in the history of medicine."
Indeed, it was Wen Ping and the others who arrived before the others arrived.
Ye Chen looked depressed. He finally had a chance to have a kiss, but it was ruined again.
He looked towards the door and saw a group of people appearing there.
In addition to Wen Ping and Sun Siyuan, there were several strangers.
Judging from his attire, with his white coat and white hat, he should be a doctor in a hospital.
"What's the test result?" Wen Xinying asked anxiously, looking at her mother who was still sleeping on the hospital bed.
"Very good, very good. The cancer cells are gone and all indicators are normal." Wen Ping replied excitedly.
He took three steps at a time, rushed to Ye Chen, and hugged Ye Chen tightly.
"My good son-in-law, my good son-in-law, you...are...so amazing."
"Ahem, father-in-law, I know I'm very powerful, but can you let me go first? Men don't kiss each other." Ye Chen was speechless and asked Wen Xinying for help.
Wen Xinying couldn't laugh or cry, but she could also understand her father's mood.
"Dad, let Ye Chen go first, there are so many people here watching."
