My Ares Son-in-Law

"Of course!" Old Xue nodded, a confident look on his face.

He was about to take his apprentice to treat Shen Huo, but suddenly he heard Shen Qiang taunting someone beside him: "Xiao Chen, although you know some medical skills, can you be better than Master Xue from Penglai Holy Land?"

"Xiao Chen?" When Xue Lao heard the name, he was startled, as if struck by lightning. His mind went blank in an instant, and he was a little confused. "Wait!" He exclaimed in his heart, and suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

Xue Lao suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Chen who was standing beside him. His body paused for a moment, and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

He cursed in his heart: "Shen Qiang, you actually mocked that person. Don't you know that when I see that person, I have to respectfully call him senior. You are simply pitting me. Fortunately, I haven't started the treatment yet. Otherwise, if this person holds a grudge against me, I will never be able to continue my career in medicine in this life."

The more Xue Lao thought about it, the more scared he became. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He secretly glanced at Xiao Chen, his eyes full of awe and fear.

Xue Lao stood there, his eyes fixed on Xiao Chen, the muscles on his face twitching slightly, revealing an extremely embarrassed look. His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, he could neither advance nor retreat, and he was in a dilemma.

After all, there were many pairs of eyes staring at him at the moment, and the atmosphere was so tense that you could hear a pin drop.

If he flinched and didn't dare to treat Shen Huo because Xiao Chen was here, it would be a disgrace in front of everyone, and his reputation in the medical community would be ruined. But if he acted rashly, if Xiao Chen was dissatisfied, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this time, Xiao Chen also noticed Xue Lao's gaze. He slowly turned his head and looked at Xue Lao, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly that the power of this Oracle Gate was indeed not to be underestimated.

With just one phone call, they were able to invite Elder Xue from the faraway Xuelian Sect in the Penglai Holy Land. This pomp and face was definitely much greater than that of the Zhao family back then. Back then, the Zhao family had gone through a lot of trouble to hire someone to treat illnesses, but compared to the Oracle Sect, it was nothing.

When Xue Lao saw Xiao Chen looking at him, he became even more uneasy. He hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and bowed to Xiao Chen, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Although his action was very slight, it was full of meaning. It was obvious that he was waiting for Xiao Chen's instructions. If Xiao Chen asked him to treat Shen Huo, he would do it without hesitation; but if Xiao Chen had other ideas, he could only obey.

Xiao Chen looked at Xue Lao's cautious look and couldn't help but find it a little funny. He smiled and waved his hand, saying:
"Why are you so polite, Master Xue? Since the Oracle Sect sincerely invites you to come, just go and treat him. If Shen Huo's illness is cured, it will naturally be your credit. I will not interfere with your treatment process."

His voice was gentle and firm, and Xue Lao's heart finally settled down.

"Thank you!" Xue Lao breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. A look of relief finally appeared on his face, as if he had just unloaded a heavy burden.

However, the conversation between Xiao Chen and Xue Lao made everyone present feel very strange. Everyone knew that Xue Lao was a genius doctor from the Xuelian Sect of the Penglai Holy Land, and he had a very high prestige and status in the medical community.

But now, such a powerful Master Xue actually wanted to greet Xiao Chen and ask for his opinion. This was really hard to understand. Did these two know each other before? And their relationship was not ordinary? Everyone was full of doubts, whispering to each other. Shen Qiang and Shen Huo were also full of doubts at this time, but what they were most concerned about was Shen Huo's condition. In order to let Master Xue treat them as soon as possible, they were too lazy to think so much.

Shen Qiang straightened his clothes, bowed respectfully to Master Xue and said, "Master Xue, thank you for your trouble!" His tone was full of expectation and gratitude. He hoped that Master Xue could perform his magic tricks and cure Shen Huo's illness.

"Yes!" Elder Xue nodded gently, with a hint of caution on his face, and slowly said: "However, my medical skills are limited, and I can't guarantee that I can treat your father. I hope you don't blame me!"

His voice was calm yet solemn, and every word seemed to be spoken after careful consideration.

Old Xue knew very well that although he came from the mysterious and revered holy land of Penglai and had extremely high attainments and reputation in medicine, the Oracle Sect was by no means someone to be trifled with.

The Oracle Sect was a powerful force in the martial arts world, with many disciples and a resolute style of action. He and his disciple Qingsong were no match for the Oracle Sect. Therefore, it was better to be polite in his words, so as not to bring unnecessary trouble to himself and his disciples.

In addition, he also had his own thoughts, wanting to shirk any possible responsibility. After all, Xiao Chen dared to let him treat Shen Huo so generously, which probably meant that he thought he could not cure Shen Huo's illness at all.

Although Mr. Xue was somewhat dissatisfied with Xiao Chen's attitude, he thought that he had been immersed in medicine for many years, had seen countless difficult and complicated diseases, and had rich experience and superb medical skills, but he did not dare to take it lightly.

He had to be on guard in case he really couldn't cure Shen Huo, so as not to make a fool of himself and ruin his reputation.

After hearing what Elder Xue said, Shen Qiang smiled and said quickly, "Elder Xue, you are joking. If Elder Xue from the Snow Lotus Sect in your Penglai Holy Land can't cure it, then how many people in this world can? Please go ahead. If you really can't cure it, we will never blame you."

His tone was full of trust and expectation for Mr. Xue, and also showed magnanimity and open-mindedness.

Xue Lao nodded and said nothing more. He slowly leaned down, his eyes became focused and serious, and began to carefully check Shen Huo's condition. He first stretched out his fingers and gently placed them on Shen Huo's pulse, feeling the weak and disordered pulse.

Then, he observed Shen Huo's complexion and tongue coating, and gently pressed some acupuncture points on his body. As the examination went deeper, Xue Lao's face gradually became ugly, and his brows knitted tightly, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.

Seeing Elder Xue's expression, Shen Qiang's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He asked anxiously, "Elder Xue, is my father okay? Why do you look like that?"

His voice was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He couldn't help but panic, because his father Shen Huo was the supporter of their lineage in the Oracle Gate. (End of this chapter)