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The father was stunned when he heard that his son wanted to pay.

He worked his whole life just to give his son a good life. Does his son have to give up all that good life now?

That won't do. He quickly grabbed his son's hand. After all, he was already a man who was about to die.

But it's different for my son. He has a long life ahead of him, and he needs money to support him.

Therefore, he felt that all the decisions his son was making were wrong, and he shook his head frantically.

“Son, you can’t do this. I know you want to save me, but you have a bright future ahead of you. You shouldn’t waste it on something like this. You shouldn’t have saved your father in the first place. I’m already so old. I don’t want to hold you back. I want you to have a better life. As for what happens to my body, that’s fate.”

Upon hearing his father say this, his son quickly wiped away his tears. His father's body was already in such a state; if he could save his father...

Let alone spending a little money, I would be willing to have all the blood drained from my body.

Without a father, how could they, mother and child, have existed?

“Father, if it weren’t for you, Mother and I might not have survived at all. Now that our family is finally able to live a peaceful and happy life, how could I possibly watch you die? Father, I beg you, please don’t have these thoughts anymore. If you still have them, what are we supposed to do? Mother and I have always been hoping for your health to improve.”

Seeing them struggling with each other, Qin Jiang coughed. "It's only a few tens of thousands of yuan. Do they really not have any?"

If not, then he would choose free.

"If it really doesn't work out, how about this money..."

As soon as Qin Jiang finished speaking, the other party firmly responded.

“I will definitely pay. My father earned millions when he was young, and now we are a family with tens of millions. It’s just a little money. Don’t worry.”

Qin Jiang was stunned. He had even felt sorry for the other party. Goodness, you guys really earn a lot. You wouldn't have guessed it at all.

However, since the other party has said so, Qin Jiang will not do it.

"Alright, I know you don't earn money easily, so I won't take more money from you, it'll be 3 yuan."

Upon hearing this, the old man was stunned. He hadn't expected that only 3 yuan could cure his illness.

He thought it would cost several million, not wanting his son to go bankrupt.

If it were 3 yuan, perhaps it would be worth considering, and the middle-aged man chose to pay without hesitation.

"Doctor, please treat my father quickly. As long as he gets better, everything else will be fine. If you want a bonus later, I can certainly give it to you out of my own pocket. But my father's illness cannot be delayed in any way. If it is delayed, it will be terrible."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jiang was at a loss for what to do to put his mind at ease.

"Alright, please move aside a bit and let your father lie down on the bed. Once he's in bed, I'll give him acupuncture, and all the problems will be resolved. Not only will the problems be solved, but your father's health will gradually improve. Since I've made this promise, I guarantee I can completely resolve your father's issues." Hearing the doctor say this, she still felt a little uneasy.

After all, he has been sick for so many years, how could he possibly be so well?
Moreover, the doctors at those big clinics all said that there was nothing they could do about his illness. He never thought that a doctor at a small clinic could solve his problem.

Maybe they were just saying it casually and weren't serious. When he thought about these things, he wondered if everything he had done was a bit of a joke.

What if the treatment doesn't work?

Although it's only tens of thousands of yuan, wouldn't it be better for the living to use that money?

"Maybe we should just forget about it. Even tens of thousands of yuan can't guarantee that it will cure my illness."

Netizens in the comments section were shocked. "You've earned so much money, why are you still so stingy when you can afford to see a doctor for yourself?"

If you're being stingy when it comes to treating other people's medical expenses, we can understand that, but to be this stingy when it comes to treating yourself is unacceptable.

Good heavens, are all rich people like this?

"Are all rich people like this now? No wonder I'm a poor wretch. I'm very generous to myself. I have hot pot every day and barbecue in the afternoon."

"Me too. I never thought that people could be like this, thinking about their descendants to this extent. Only by surviving can they earn more money."

"My God, I suddenly feel that this fatherly love is really great. The point is that this is not even his own son, but he still thinks so much about his son."

"Who knows? I'm also a stepfather, but he has never thought about me at all. Since kicking me out, he has been living a very comfortable life. My mother has been trying to please him for her retirement, so I am now wandering alone outside."

While everyone was expressing their opinions in the comments section, Qin Jiang told the old man that he guaranteed he could definitely be cured.

The old man listened, and Qin Jiang lowered his head and carefully performed acupuncture on him, while also detoxifying him. When he saw Qin Jiang doing all this...

The middle-aged man knew he had come to the right place when he saw insects emerging from his father's fingers.

You know, the doctors had said that my father had parasites, but they had no way to expel them through such a small incision.

"Doctor, you really have some skills. Here, you can clean my father's wounds here first, and I'll go buy you lunch. You probably haven't had lunch yet."

Working with his father in business, the middle-aged man developed a glib and smooth-talking personality.

They were very accommodating in their actions. Before Qin Jiang could even speak, the other person had already run out to buy food, and it was clear they were eager to buy a gift.

The patient lying in bed didn't say anything. He felt his son had done the right thing; after all, he should thank them. (End of Chapter)