My Ares Son-in-Law

That expression, with frowning brows and pouting lips, looked exactly like a child who was extremely reluctant to share snacks, with displeasure written all over his face.

Xiao Chen glanced at Ma Zhenglin coldly, his eyes revealing his displeasure: "With your attitude, even if there is a miracle doctor who can cure your father's illness, I'm afraid he will be driven away by your bad attitude!"

Although his voice was not loud, it seemed to carry a great weight and revealed an unquestionable majesty. It was particularly clear in this slightly silent room.

"I'm going to make it clear today," Xiao Chen crossed his arms over his chest, his expression stern, like an unshakable iceberg, "I'm treating Expert Ma purely for Sophie's business. If you can agree to her request, I will naturally do my best to treat you; otherwise, forget it."

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. Looking at the whole world, no one else can cure your grandfather's illness except me." His tone was as firm as a rock, full of confidence, as if all the difficult and complicated diseases in the world were nothing but passing clouds in his eyes and not worth mentioning.

He was extremely dissatisfied with Ma Zhenglin's attitude. In his opinion, since the Ma family had publicly issued an announcement to seek a good doctor, they should have shown due humility and respect, and should not have been so arrogant and rude.

Every doctor who comes to try with a sincere heart deserves the most basic respect, instead of being treated like Ma Zhenglin, who is full of disdain and suspicion from face to body.

Ma Zhenglin was stunned on the spot. My goodness, this young man looks ordinary, but he has a bad temper.

He had never imagined that this young man, who seemed ordinary to him, would have the courage to accuse him so bluntly and mercilessly.

His face instantly became extremely strange, turning blue and white, and his heart seemed to be ignited by a raging fire. Anger was rising up and just as he was about to explode, he looked up and saw his weak father on the hospital bed. The surging anger was instantly like a basin of cold water poured on him, and he forced himself to suppress it.

He gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulging, and took great effort to swallow the dissatisfaction in his heart. He whispered: "It's my fault. I apologize to you. I hope the great doctor will be magnanimous and not blame me!"

Although he said this, the dissatisfaction in his heart was growing like weeds.

He secretly swore in his heart that if the young man could really cure his father's illness, he would naturally be willing to publicly apologize and give him a generous reward; but if he couldn't cure it, then don't blame his Ma family for being cruel and ruthless, he would definitely make this young man who was ignorant of the world and dared to offend the Ma family suffer and know the serious consequences of offending them.

Doctor Wang, who was concentrating on writing a prescription at the side, heard the noise coming from this side and instantly became like a curious cat whose soul was hooked by a new toy.

He put down the brush in his hand in a hurry, with brisk and anxious steps, and came over in three or two steps.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes seemed to have hooks, tightly locking onto Xiao Chen's every move. His brows furrowed tighter and tighter as Xiao Chen moved, and the wrinkles between his brows were so deep that they seemed to be able to pinch a fly to death.

At first glance, Xiao Chen's examination process was not much different from what Doctor Wang had done before.

First, with a serious look on his face, he asked Han Xuecheng in detail about his daily symptoms, from eating preferences to sleep quality, from daily activities to subtle physical feelings, leaving out no detail.

Then, he stretched out his hand, placed it firmly on Han Xuecheng's wrist, and began to feel his pulse, pressing his fingers gently, feeling the pulse, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes thinking. Then, he asked Han Xuecheng to stick out his tongue and carefully checked the tongue coating, his eyes focused and sharp.

Not only that, he also reached out his hand from time to time and gently pressed various parts of Han Xuecheng's body, with just the right amount of strength. At the same time, he closely observed Han Xuecheng's reaction, not missing any subtle changes in his expression.

However, just when everyone thought that Xiao Chen's examination was about to come to an end, he made a move that surprised everyone without any warning - he slowly raised his hand and gently placed his palm on Han Xuecheng's forehead.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and his expression became focused and calm, as if he was instantly isolated from the surrounding world.

At this moment, he looked as solemn as if he was performing an ancient and mysterious "spiritual ritual", or as if he was communicating deeply with some invisible and intangible unknown force, trying to explore the secrets hidden deep in Han Xuecheng's body.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. There was silence all around. Everyone held their breath, staring at Xiao Chen without blinking, not daring to breathe.

After a long while, Xiao Chen let out a long sigh. It was as if the pressure that had been accumulating for a long time was finally released completely.

He spoke slowly, his voice was soft, but it was like dropping a huge rock on a calm lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves: "I found the root of the disease!"

Sophie's originally dim eyes suddenly became bright like a torch being lit, her eyes gleaming with light, and the surprise on her face was like a flower blooming in spring, which she couldn't hide at all: "Really? That's great!"

Her voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement and anticipation, and she looked as if she had seen the dawn of hope right before her eyes.

But Ma Zhenglin's face was filled with a big "I don't believe it" expression, and the suspicion in his eyes was almost overflowing, as if to say: "You? Stop bragging here! Even the experienced masters of the Medical Alliance have no idea about this disease. How capable can you, a young man who is still wet behind the ears, be?"

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an arc of obvious disdain. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was waiting to see how Xiao Chen would end it.

Doctor Wang, also known as Wang Xuejiu by everyone, also glanced at Xiao Chen at this time. The curve of his lips was so stiff as if it was pulled by an invisible thread, and the sarcasm was about to overflow the screen.

The disdain in his eyes seemed to solidify into substance, as if silently expressing: "I'm afraid this young man is not here to make people laugh."

Everyone present knew clearly in their minds that so many experts in the Medical Alliance were stumped by this disease. Could this young boy, who looked less than 20 years old, be able to stage a shocking "comeback"?
In addition, Sophie suddenly appeared with a doctor, and found the cause of the disease so coincidentally. This plot has a suspicious "smell of fraud" no matter how you look at it.

Wang Xuejiu snorted coldly, his tone as cold as ice: "Oh, have you found the cause of the disease? Tell me about it? Or should I avoid it for now?"

He emphasized the word "avoid" very much, and the taunt value instantly reached the maximum. (End of this chapter)