When Su Chen heard Qin Yumo's firm words, he was moved and reached out to pat her hand that was clenched into a small fist due to nervousness.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. We'll find out in ten minutes."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Yan Youting.
It's not Su Chen's character to be submissive.
After being questioned by him for so long and calling him a quack over and over again, shouldn't there be a price to pay?
His eyes flashed, and he first threw a seed of resentment over.
This is a high-quality health provider. A doctor of this level must be like Li Lingze. As long as the health is reduced, he will automatically take medicine to make up for it and will not stop the transmission because the threshold is reached.
After planting the seeds, Su Chen spoke to Yan Youting.
"Dr. Yan, right?"
Hearing Su Chen call him this, Yan Youting instantly felt that Su Chen had given in. He raised his head and nodded proudly.
Seeing that he looked like a victorious rooster, Su Chen sneered in his heart and continued.
"You keep saying that I use acupuncture to trigger the return of light in advance, and you call me a quack and a liar. Then let me ask you, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"A bet? What bet?"
"Let's bet on whether I can cure Mr. Chen. If I lose, I will naturally be sentenced and sentenced, and my life must be paid.
If you lose, I don’t ask too much. How about you just work for me for sixty years? "
Yan Youting came from a family of imperial doctors and was a doctor of medicine. He was extremely confident in his judgment and did not think that he would make a mistake in judgment at all.
Suddenly I felt like I was winning.
"Okay, I'll make this bet with you!"
The conversation between the two was actually somewhat disrespectful to the Chen family.
However, in this life-and-death situation, Chen Anning didn't care so much. What he was most concerned about was whether Su Chen had cured his father.
There were already people standing outside. If Mr. Chen really had a comeback, Su Chen would have to pay the price no matter what the old man said.
After making the bet, Su Chen smiled evilly and chatted with Qin Yumo.
"How have you read the management books recently?"
How could Qin Yumo be in the mood to chat? His big eyes were sparkling and he was holding Su Chen's arm tightly.
"Brother Chen, if they catch you later, you must run. Don't worry about me and run by yourself. The further away the better!"
Su Chen sighed, pinched her cheek, and let her rest her head on his shoulder.
Time passed by minute by minute, and ten minutes were coming in a blink of an eye.
Chen Anning sat beside the hospital bed, listening to the old man analyze the current situation in detail.
“Now in the competition for that position, your main opponents are the Song family and the Zhou family.
Although the Zhou family is the strongest, their old man Zhou Gongyi is in a similar situation to me. He is also dying soon and must be looking for a good doctor to save people.
If Zhou Gongyi cannot survive the day of changing positions, then Zhou Wanguo's threat to you will be much lower.
The most troublesome is the Song family, which seems to be the weakest, but Song Tianwei, an old bastard, was a civil servant back then. He didn't suffer hardships and was not injured. Now he is still very powerful.
Song Youzhi received his careful instruction. Not only was he vicious, but his ability was also on par with you.
Once Song Tian goes out and walks around, you will be very passive.
So, if I leave later, you have to be even more careful about Song Jia when you are playing games! "
"I remember, Dad, I... just can't let you go. In fact, I felt very guilty for dragging you in such pain with the life-support equipment."
"Silly boy, dad also volunteered. You have worked hard for many years, dad can't hold you back. The time is coming. It depends on whether you live or die."
Chen Xianliang looked at the clock on the wall with a solemn expression.
Although he spoke openly, he was still a little scared when death came.
When the quarter of an hour came, Chen Xianliang had no intention of dying.
Yan Youting was puzzled, but he didn't dare to show any strange expression when facing Che Nanning.
Otherwise, people would think that he was looking forward to Chen Xianliang's death.
He silently walked to Chen Xianliang's side, put his hand on Chen Xianliang's wrist and felt his pulse.
Coming from a family of imperial doctors, he is not weak in Chinese medicine.
Feeling Chen Xianliang's weak yet energetic pulse, Yan Youting was shocked.
This does not seem to be a sign of death.
Did this Su Chen really cure Chen Xianliang?
how could it be possible?
I have learned both Chinese and Western medicine. I not only have the inheritance of royal medicine, but I have also studied hard in the West for many years.
All he has learned throughout his life can only extend Chen Xianliang's life by one year.
Su Chen just needs a few injections and it'll be fine?
He can also do these injections!
It is simply impossible to achieve this magical effect.
Absolutely impossible!
It had been more than five minutes. Under the nervous gaze of the Chen family and Secretary Li, Yan Youting kept feeling his pulse without any signs of weakening.
Chen Xianliang coughed and spoke to his son beside him.
"An Ning, I feel a little uncomfortable..."
As soon as these words came out, the expression on Chen Anning's face was visibly panicked, and there was a cry in her voice when she spoke.
"Dad! You...what's wrong with you...Son, please rub it for you..."
Secretary Li's eyes were also red, and she felt sad in her heart.
My future is gone!
Yan Youting, who was taking his pulse at the side, was confused. The pulse was not quite right, but Chen Xianliang said he felt uncomfortable, so it must be time.
Although it took more than five minutes, I won the bet!
He wanted to have a showdown with Su Chen, but he was not a fool, and he definitely couldn't show it at this time. He could only glance at Su Chen proudly.
Qin Yumo over there rested his head on Su Chen's shoulder. Hearing Chen Xianliang's words, his whole body was trembling. He kissed Su Chen's cheek tenderly and murmured.
"Brother Chen, I will love you forever. No matter what happens to you, I will always be yours."
Except for Su Chen, Qin Yumo looked down on any man in this world.
He was the only light in her dark life.
However, Chen Xianliang's next words directly shook their grief away.
"I feel sick in my stomach. Please get me something to eat. I'm so hungry..."
"ah?"
Chen Anning's sadness was stuck in the air, and she looked at her father stupidly.
"You mean, you're hungry? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"Yeah, I feel pretty good now, but I'm just hungry. I haven't felt like this in a long time since I got sick.
Now I really want to eat a bite of big steamed buns with pickles. Oops, it’s been a long time since I’ve had them.
If nothing goes wrong this time, I will definitely ask your mother to fix it a little for me. I used to love eating the pickles your mother picked the most.
The cornmeal must be ground by one's own family. It is so fragrant.
What are you doing standing there in a daze? Go quickly. If you don’t have a wowotou, get me some noodles! "
Chen Xianliang already had a feeling that he would not die this time, so his tone returned to his previous attitude and he became rude to his son.
"Hey...I'll go right away."
"Mr. Chen, I'll go, I'll go! The old man likes to eat salty food, I know best!"
Secretary Li also felt it and ran out overjoyed...
