My Ares Son-in-Law

Ma Zhenglin was stunned when he heard his father's story.

He frowned, his face full of confusion, and said, "You mean, my dad's illness is related to the ancient corpse? This doesn't make sense. My dad wasn't the only one who saw the ancient corpse. The entire archaeological team was there. Why was everyone else safe and sound, but my dad was the only one in trouble? This doesn't make sense!"

In fact, in addition to doubts, he was more shocked. He really couldn't understand why Xiao Chen knew such a secret.

The discovery of this ancient tomb was a secret, especially the situation of the ancient corpse inside. Even the media had not been informed. How did Xiao Chen get the news? Did he have any special information channels?

Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious and confident smile: "Because your father is different from others. If I'm not mistaken, among those who have seen this ancient corpse, only your father Ma Yuanhua is a warrior, right?"

His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all the fog, staring straight at Ma Zhenglin, as if waiting for him to personally confirm his inference.

In the quiet ward, the smell of disinfectant permeates the air, and the regular "ticking" sound of the instruments seems to be the countdown of life.

Ma Zhenglin stood beside the bed, his eyes full of anxiety and worry. His gaze shifted back and forth between his father, who looked haggard on the bed, and Xiao Chen, who looked focused beside him.

"Gu! It's true! Among those people, my dad is the only warrior!" Ma Zhenglin suddenly seemed to remember something important, and blurted out with a hint of surprise and realization that was difficult to conceal.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of thought, as if he was trying to connect the scattered clues in his mind.

Ma Zhenglin swallowed subconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down in his neck, making a slight "gurgling" sound.

He nodded vigorously, his action was crisp and powerful, as if to confirm his just discovery.

At this moment, his admiration for Xiao Chen surged into his heart like a tide.

It was really amazing that Xiao Chen could guess this step under such a complicated situation with his keen insight and careful thinking. This ability made him marvel out loud, and his eyes were full of admiration and respect when he looked at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. That smile was like the breeze in spring, with a hint of gentleness and confidence.

He slowly turned his gaze towards the frail Mr. Ma on the bed, his eyes revealing professionalism and concern: "Mr. Ma, this is not an ordinary illness. According to my examination and your previous description, you are most likely infected by the 'zombie worm'."

His voice was steady and firm, and every word seemed to carry unquestionable power.

"This 'zombie worm' is an extremely sinister creature that feeds on human blood.

As it continues to grow inside the host, the host's body will become thinner and thinner, like a plant that has been drained of water, and the host's mental state will become increasingly depressed. The whole person will seem to have fallen into an endless abyss, and will eventually die completely from a complete lack of nutrients."

As Xiao Chen spoke, he gestured gently with his hands, trying to make Ma Zhenglin understand more intuitively the harm of this terrible parasite.

After hearing this, Ma Zhenglin's eyes instantly widened like bells, his face full of shock and disbelief: "You said my dad is not sick, but it's caused by some bug? No wonder even those advanced instruments couldn't find it before!"

His voice unconsciously rose a few decibels, with a hint of anger and helplessness.

He felt aggrieved when he thought of the doctors who shook their heads at various test reports but could never find the cause of the disease.

Xiao Chen nodded again, his expression becoming more solemn: "This zombie worm has been in your father's body for some time. It is like a killer hiding in the dark, silently corroding your father's body. You should be thankful that I am here today, otherwise some quack doctors would continue to treat him as an ordinary disease, and within a month, you would have to prepare for your father's funeral."

Although his words were straightforward, they were full of reminders and warnings to Ma Zhenglin.

At this moment, Wang Xuejiu, who had been standing in the corner of the ward, suddenly walked over with steady steps.

He was wearing a neat white coat and a pair of exquisite glasses on his nose. His eyes behind the lenses sparkled with shrewdness.

He gently adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a respectful look on his face, and bowed slightly to Xiao Chen and said, "My dear brother, what I said just now was really a bit arrogant, and I apologize to you here.

Mr. Wang has been practicing medicine for many years and thought he was knowledgeable, but he didn't expect that he was so short-sighted in front of the young brother today.

During the following treatment, can Mr. Wang observe and learn from your superb medical skills?"

Xiao Chen waved his hand nonchalantly, with a faint smile still on his face: "Whatever you want!"

His tone was relaxed and casual, as if he didn't take Wang Xuejiu's observation to heart.

In fact, Xiao Chen knew very well that this Xuejiu Wang was a member of the Medical Alliance.

In the complex and vast world of medicine, the Medical Alliance is like a huge sect that brings together medical masters from all sides.

And since Wang Xuejiu is a member of the Medical Alliance, in other words, he is his "subordinate".

In his opinion, if Wang Xuejiu could learn something from him, it would be his good fortune.

After all, he can't do everything himself. If he can train some capable assistants, they can help him share his worries and solve his problems, instead of asking him to do everything. Otherwise, he will be exhausted to death.
Ma Zhenglin frowned, his eyes moving back and forth between Wang Xuejiu and Xiao Chen.

Wang Xuejiu, a man of great reputation in the medical field, bowed slightly to Xiao Chen. His posture was as humble as a devout apprentice, and his face was full of awe and sincerity.

The tense string in Ma Zhenglin's heart loosened a lot in an instant.

He has been worried about his father's illness all the time, and has sought medical treatment and medicine everywhere, but to no avail.

Now that he saw that Xuejiu Wang was so respectful to Xiao Chen, he suddenly felt relieved, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness.

He could no longer suppress his anxiety, and hurriedly took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and said in a trembling and anxious voice: "I don't know how you are going to save my dad, sir. I am willing to pay a high reward! As long as you can save my dad, I am willing to spend any amount of money!"

His eyes were full of desire, as if as long as Xiao Chen nodded, his father would immediately sit up from the hospital bed.

Xiao Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile, that smile was like a breeze in spring, with a bit of ridicule: "Are you willing to believe me now? Don't you think I'm a liar?"

His voice was not loud, but it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in Ma Zhenglin's heart. (End of this chapter)