My Ares Son-in-Law

When Zhao Chunhua heard Xiao Chen's confident answer, a surprised smile instantly bloomed on her face. That smile was like the flowers blooming in spring, bright and dazzling.

She was so excited that she suddenly grabbed Zhao Liangren's arm and shook it vigorously, shouting excitedly: "Dad, did you hear it? He said he can cure my brother, he really can!"

Zhao Chunhua shouted and jumped up excitedly, tears of excitement flashing in her eyes. At this moment, she seemed to have seen her brother regain his former vitality and health.

When Mr. Zhao heard his daughter's cry filled with excitement and joy, an indescribable surprise suddenly flashed across his eyes, which had been dull due to his son's illness. The light was like the dawn that suddenly bloomed in the dark abyss; although it was fleeting, it was so dazzling.

But as the head of a family who has experienced countless storms in the business world, years of hardship have allowed him to quickly suppress his turbulent emotions and try his best to maintain superficial composure.

He frowned slightly, with a look of scrutiny and inquiry in his eyes, staring closely at Xiao Chen, his tone full of caution and careful testing, and he slowly spoke:

"Mr. Xiao, you just said that you can cure my son. What exactly do you mean by that? You should understand that this is not a place where you can joke around. Our family has been exhausted physically and mentally after a long journey to seek medical treatment. We really can't afford any false hopes, and we can't stand the blow of disappointment again!"

When Zhao Liangren spoke, he unconsciously clenched his hands tightly, as if he could grasp the glimmer of hope in his palms. His voice trembled slightly, which was a true expression of his deep desire for his son to recover, but also his fear of being disappointed again.

Before Xiao Chen could respond, Elder Xue beside him snorted sharply. This sneer was like a cold wind whistling through the cold night, instantly penetrating the joyful atmosphere in the ward that had quietly risen because of Xiao Chen's words.

There was a sneer on Xue Lao's lips, his eyes were full of disdain, he glanced at Xiao Chen and said coldly:

"Hmph, what's the point of saying all this? What's the difference between what you said and not saying anything? Did I say before that this disease cannot be cured? I clearly said it very clearly. As long as someone can master the Snow Lotus Needle to 100%, even if they can only master 50%, this disease can indeed be cured. But the key is, can you do it?"

As Xue Lao spoke, he slowly shook his head, the wrinkles on his face becoming more and more obvious due to his emotional fluctuations. His tone was full of doubt and contempt for Xiao Chen. In his eyes, Xiao Chen was just a young boy who was ignorant of the immensity of the world and only knew how to talk nonsense.

Xue Lao's words were like a huge rock dropped into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves in the ward. The joyful atmosphere that originally filled the air suddenly froze, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Zhao Chunhua, Zhao Liangren and the others present were suddenly awakened from their ecstasy as if they were cast under a spell.

Everyone then realized that Elder Xue had not asserted that the disease was incurable. He had clearly pointed out that the Snow Lotus Needle could cure it, but with his own level of mastery of the Snow Lotus Needle, it could only allow the patient to recover 20% to 30%.

In other words, although the disease can be cured, he does not have enough ability to achieve a complete cure.

In this case, is what Xiao Chen said about being able to cure it just a word game? Is it only possible in theory but impossible to do in practice?

Just when Zhao Chunhua was filled with disappointment, her cheeks flushed with anger, her chest heaving violently, and was about to angrily accuse Xiao Chen of making her happy for nothing, Xiao Chen looked calm, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident smile. He nodded gently and said, "You can't, but I can." The tone seemed understated, but it contained an unquestionable powerful force.

As soon as Xiao Chen finished speaking, Elder Xue sneered again, and the ridicule and contempt in his laughter were even stronger. He squinted at Xiao Chen and said, "If you can't do it, don't brag about it here and give patients and their families unrealistic hopes. This is not what a doctor should do. Uh... wait, what did you just say?"

Xue Lao suddenly stopped talking. His mocking expression froze on his face. His eyes were as big as bells. He stared at Xiao Chen intently, as if he wanted to see through his heart. His face was full of shock and disbelief. He asked eagerly, "You said you can? What can you do?"

At this moment, Old Xue couldn't believe his ears. In his opinion, Xiao Chen was just an unknown rookie who could never master the mysterious Snow Lotus Needle.

Xiao Chen's expression was as calm as water. He met Xue Lao's shocked gaze calmly, and said in a calm but firm tone: "Didn't you just ask me if I could use the Snow Lotus Needle? I tell you clearly that I can, and my attainments are far more profound than yours!"

As Xiao Chen spoke, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his eyes revealed his innate confidence and pride, as if he was announcing to everyone that he was the true medical expert, and all the doubts and contempt would vanish in front of him.

Zhao Chunhua, Zhao Liangren and Cheng Tianan were instantly struck by an invisible spell. Their bodies seemed to be frozen and they stood still. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Their eyes were wide open, filled with shock and disbelief, as if they had heard an extremely absurd legend.

Zhao Chunhua's lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something but stopped herself. Her throat seemed to be choked by a huge rock, and the words she wanted to blurt out were forcibly blocked back. She could only stare at Xiao Chen with eyes full of astonishment.

Cheng Tianan was stunned. The object he was fiddling with in his hand slipped quietly and fell to the ground with a "click". The crisp sound was particularly abrupt in the silent ward, but he was unaware of it as he was completely immersed in Xiao Chen's shocking words.

After a brief silence, it was as if a beam of light suddenly illuminated their world, and Zhao Chunhua and Cheng Tianan's faces instantly burst into ecstasy.

Zhao Chunhua's eyes were sparkling with tears of excitement, and those tears were filled with earnest hope for her brother's recovery. The corners of her mouth were raised high, and an uncontrollable smile spread wildly on her face. Her hands were subconsciously clasped tightly, as if she was praying devoutly to fate, hoping that this sudden hope would come true.

Cheng Tianan let out a long breath, which was filled with the joy of releasing the long-suppressed emotions. He slapped his thigh hard, making a crisp "pop" sound, and said loudly: "It's good now, there is really hope!"

The excitement and joy in that voice seemed to break through this small ward.

In the past, Zhao Chunhua and Cheng Tianan had personally experienced Xiao Chen's extraordinary abilities. Xiao Chen was always steady and reliable, never making promises easily, but always able to prove his words with strength. (End of this chapter)