My Ares Son-in-Law

The old man was still coughing violently, his face turned pale as paper because of the pain. His eyes, which were full of disgust, had turned fierce at this moment, revealing a deep determination and anger, as if he wanted to pour out all his dissatisfaction and pain.

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"Don't be unhappy, that kind of woman is not worth it." Sophie looked at Xiao Chen sitting opposite her tenderly. There was a cloud of worry between his brows, and it was obvious that he was worried. She patted the back of his hand gently, trying to calm his inner waves with words and actions.

Xiao Chen sighed softly, with a hint of worry in his eyes: "It's not because of that, but I'm worried about the old man. I saw him coughing so badly. If he is not sent to the hospital in time, I'm afraid he won't live long." His voice was low and heavy, revealing deep concern for the old man's physical condition.

When Sophie heard this, a complicated look flashed across her face.

She pouted, with a bit of dissatisfaction and disdain in her tone: "That old man is not a good guy either. He is in his seventies and eighties, and he still married a thirty-year-old woman. He has a really mean mind. Such an old and indecent person deserves to die." Her words were sharp, and she was obviously quite disgusted with the old man's behavior.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen smiled faintly, with a look of understanding and tolerance in his eyes: "Maybe he didn't do it voluntarily? Everyone has their own difficulties and helplessness, and we can't jump to conclusions based on superficial phenomena. Maybe the old man also has his own difficulties, and all we can do is to do our best to help those in need."

His tone was calm and firm, revealing a kind of open-mindedness and kindness that transcended the world.

"What did you see?" Sophie asked curiously, with a probing look in her eyes, as if she wanted to read something from Xiao Chen's expression.

Xiao Chen shook his head gently, with a faint smile on his face:

"Forget it, let's not worry about other people's business, let's just enjoy our time. Everyone has his own destiny, and I have done my duty to advise him. If he still can't change, then it's not anyone else's fault."

There was a hint of helplessness and relief in his tone, as if he had become indifferent to all the disputes and entanglements in the world.

Sophie nodded slightly when she heard this, with a hint of understanding and approval in her eyes. She understood what Xiao Chen meant and was willing to respect his decision. The two of them ate and talked, the atmosphere was warm and pleasant, and soon an hour passed.

At this moment, a rapid and panicked cry for help suddenly came from outside the restaurant. The sound was sharp and piercing, breaking the originally peaceful atmosphere. "Help, is there anyone here? Help!" The voice was filled with a bit of fear and despair, which made people feel pity.

Xiao Chen frowned. He could tell that the voice was the same woman who had been sarcastic and mocking the old man before. Her voice was full of helplessness and panic. It was probably that the old man had an accident. Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a complex look, with surprise, worry, and a bit of helplessness.

He frowned, and the hesitation in his heart was gone in an instant, but he finally walked out of the restaurant resolutely. As soon as he stepped out of the door, his eyes were fixed on the entrance of a shopping mall not far away.

There, the old man was lying helplessly on the ground, curled up into a ball, his face was frighteningly pale, as if his throat was strangled by an invisible force, and his breath was stuck in his chest, unable to breathe out. The old man's limbs were twitching slightly, his eyes were full of despair and helplessness, and the situation looked very bad.

"Hurry up, is there anyone here?" the woman's voice was sharp and anxious. She was holding a few paper bags carefully selected from the Lv store, but she didn't care about their expensiveness and exquisiteness at the moment. She looked around in the crowd in panic, shouting for help. Her face was full of traces of sweat and tears, and she was obviously frightened by the sudden situation.

"I'll go take a look." Xiao Chen's voice was steady and firm. Although he had a very bad impression of the woman's previous words and deeds, at this critical moment, his kindness and sense of responsibility prevailed. For him, it was impossible to stand by and watch someone die without helping.

He took a step and walked quickly in the direction of the old man. Every step he took seemed so firm and powerful, as if he was telling himself and the world that he, Xiao Chen, was not just an ordinary person.

It would be fine if he was just an ordinary person, but the key is that he is the God of War, the hero who is invincible and fearless on the battlefield.

From the day he joined the army, he was different from ordinary people. He had responsibilities on his shoulders and a mission in his heart. If he didn't care about such things, he wouldn't be considered a soldier, not to mention that he was hailed as the God of War.

Xiao Chen ran over quickly, squatted down almost instantly, and began to carefully check the old man's condition.

His eyes were focused and sharp, and his hands skillfully pressed gently on the old man's body, trying to find the root of the problem. At the same time, he anxiously asked, "What's wrong with him?" His voice revealed his deep concern for the old man's condition.

The woman stood aside, looking panicked, clutching the paper bags from the brothel tightly in her hands, as if they were her only support at the moment.

She quickly replied, "He tripped while walking and fell, and then he became like this." Her voice trembled slightly, and she was obviously frightened by the sudden situation.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly when he heard this, but then relaxed again.

He raised his hand and gently tapped several key acupuncture points on the old man. His movements were quick and precise, as if he was using this method to temporarily stabilize the old man's condition. Then, he turned to look at Sophie, who was also anxious, and said firmly, "Call an ambulance."

Sophie immediately took out her cell phone, swiped her finger across the screen, and dialed the emergency number. Xiao Chen did not delay at all. He flicked his wrist and took out a row of glittering silver needles from the storage ring.

His movements were skillful and swift, and the needles were inserted as fast as the wind. Each silver needle seemed to have life and was inserted into the old man's body accurately.

Then, Xiao Chen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to circulate his internal energy. He gently placed his hands on the old man's body, and the internal energy flowed into the old man's body like a trickle under his guidance, and began to push the blood through the palace and dredge the meridians. His face was focused and solemn, as if he was carrying out a sacred mission.

This time, Xiao Chen did not use his immortal power to condense the silver needles. After all, for the old man's current condition, ordinary acupuncture was enough.

He knew that modern medicine might have difficulty dealing with this kind of emergency, but for him, it was no problem. His acupuncture skills had reached perfection, enough to deal with this common disease. (End of this chapter)