My Ares Son-in-Law

When Zhao Liangren learned that his son's condition had almost no chance of improvement, he was deeply shocked. At first, he was almost emotionally broken, and his heart was filled with despair and pain. But as the head of the family, he knew that he had a great responsibility, especially in the face of his son's illness, and he could not fall down.

So, he took a deep breath, suppressed his inner grief, slowly adjusted his breathing, and tried to calm himself down. He knew that it was meaningless to immerse himself in sadness at this moment. For the sake of his son, he had to cheer up and hold on to even a glimmer of hope.

After a brief pause, he raised his head and forced a smile on his face, but this smile was full of bitterness and helplessness, and every wrinkle on his face concealed an unknown sadness.

He looked at Elder Xue and said sincerely and firmly, "Elder Xue, you are right. If he can recover 20% to 30%, even if it is just a little bit better, it will be like a ray of light in the darkness for our Zhao family. It is an invaluable hope. No matter what, we have to give it a try. After all, the child's condition is already extremely bad. If there is even a slight improvement, it will be real progress, isn't it?"

As he spoke, his eyes revealed a firmness, which was the father's deep love for his son and his determination to never give up, as if he was announcing to fate that he would never give in easily.

Xue Lao looked at Mr. Zhao, who was pretending to be strong, and his heart was full of sympathy. He gently patted Mr. Zhao's shoulder, and the action was full of comfort and encouragement.

Then, he said in a gentle tone: "Master Zhao, don't be too discouraged. Things in this world are always full of variables, and no one can predict them. Maybe your son is blessed with great fortune, and there will be an unexpected turn of events during the treatment, and he may eventually recover completely. After all, nothing in this world is absolute, and miracles sometimes happen inadvertently."

As Mr. Xue spoke, he nodded slightly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. He hoped that his words could bring more confidence and hope to Zhao Liangren, and make him feel a little warmth and strength in this difficult time.

Zhao Liangren knew that Xue Lao was just comforting himself. He had been in the business world for many years and had seen all kinds of cruelty and helplessness in the world. He knew that there were not so many miracles in the world.

Most of the time, reality is always cold and cruel, making people powerless to resist. But even so, he was grateful for Xue Lao's words from the bottom of his heart. In this abyss of despair, Xue Lao's comfort was like a beam of warm sunshine, illuminating the dark corner of his heart.

So, he bowed slightly and said sincerely: "Master Xue, thank you for your kindness. We, the Zhao family, will never forget your great kindness. If there is any need for us in the future, please just ask and we will do our best."

In the entire Eastern Region and even the entire country's medical resources map, Xue Lao is undoubtedly the top one that Zhao Liangren can reach. Xue Lao is well-known in the medical field. With his superb medical skills and rich experience, he has won the wide admiration and respect of his peers.

However, even though Master Xue is so highly respected, it is not easy to ask him to come out of seclusion to treat his son's illness.

In order to find a ray of hope for his son, Zhao Liangren used all his family connections, inquired everywhere, ran around, and even lowered his status to seek help everywhere. He stepped on countless thresholds, but repeatedly hit a wall. Repeated disappointments almost made him fall into the abyss of despair.

In the end, it was because there was a lucky ancestor of the Zhao family who went to the Penglai Holy Land to practice by chance. This ancestor accumulated a certain amount of connections and resources in the Holy Land through his own efforts and opportunities. It was precisely because of this distant relationship that Zhao Liang was able to get in touch with Elder Xue. Otherwise, with the current strength and status of the Zhao family, it would be a fantasy to invite a miracle doctor like Elder Xue. This is just like ordinary people, even if they are seriously ill, facing those top domestic medical experts, they can only sigh in despair and have no chance to ask them for treatment.

The huge identity gap and resource gap make them seem so small and helpless in the face of disease.

After hearing Elder Xue's diagnosis, Zhao Liangren and Zhao Chunhua subconsciously and almost instinctively forgot about Xiao Chen. After all, Elder Xue was a senior doctor of the Holy Land Xuelian Sect, with profound attainments in medical skills and a reputation far and wide.

His diagnosis was like an authoritative conclusion in everyone's mind, and it was unquestionable. Since Elder Xue had already made such an assertion, it seemed unnecessary to ask Xiao Chen. In their opinion, Elder Xue was experienced and skilled in medicine. He had treated countless difficult and complicated diseases in his life, so it was impossible for him to make a misdiagnosis.

Xiao Chen was just an unknown young man, with no reputation or experience in this world of medical experts. They could not imagine how such a young man could be better than Master Xue. If they rashly asked Xiao Chen for his opinion, it would be a great disrespect to Master Xue, as if they were questioning whether Master Xue's medical skills were inferior to Xiao Chen's.

If this were to get out, not only would it offend Elder Xue, but it would also make the Zhao family a laughing stock and a joke in the entire circle. For Zhao Liangren, who always attached great importance to the family's reputation, this was something he did not want to see anyway, so he would rather choose to believe Elder Xue than take the risk of asking Xiao Chen.

Cheng Tianan turned slightly, his eyes drifting towards Xiao Chen inadvertently, his eyes stayed on Xiao Chen for only a moment, and then quickly retracted like a frightened bird. He pursed his lips tightly, as if all the words were locked deep in his throat, and he didn't utter a single word.

At this moment, his heart was like a surging storm, his thoughts were in a mess, and all kinds of ideas were constantly intertwining and colliding in his mind.

His idea was actually no different from that of the Zhao family. Elder Xue's diagnosis just now was clear and well-reasoned. It was not to say that there was no hope of curing the disease, but that the treatment method was too complicated and difficult for ordinary people to master.

As a top expert in Xuelian Sect who has been studying medicine for a thousand years, Xue Lao has a very high reputation and prestige in the entire medical community. Every word he says is like the golden rule of the medical community and is highly respected by everyone.

Even he admitted that he could only make the patient recover 20% to 30% at most, which was undoubtedly the limit that Xue Lao could achieve with his profound medical attainments and rich clinical experience. Cheng Tianan recalled the acupuncture method that Xiao Chen had demonstrated before, which was indeed amazing and marvelous.

However, deep in Cheng Tianan's heart, he always felt that Xiao Chen's acupuncture, no matter how magical it was, could not compete with Xue Lao's famous Snow Lotus Needle, let alone surpass Xue Lao in other medical fields. (End of this chapter)