The Crazy Son-In-Law

Song Zhenhai knew this old friend of his very well. He had been proud of it all his life.

In the past, many famous medical masters had asked Song Zhenhai for a chance to meet him but he had never shown any interest.

Even though Xiao Shun saved his life, he took some pains before Wang Ye agreed to come with him to meet Xiao Shun.

But, at this moment, such a proud person had directly admitted defeat?

Song Zhenhai could barely believe his ears. Was this person in front of him really Wang Ye? This was so abnormal!

“Mr. Wang, but why…” Yao Zhenshu was at a loss for words. Was he angry, or sarcastic?

“You guys heard me right. Mr. Xiao knows much more about medicine than I do.” Wang Ye said calmly.

“But… you don’t even…” Yao Zhenshu still looked incredulous.

Wang Ye smiled bitterly and said, “There’s no need for that. I’ve been in this business for dozens of years, so of course I know.”

Then he turned to Xiao Shun and bowed deeply, “Mr. Xiao, may I have the pleasure to have a word with you in private?”

Xiao Shun glanced up at him and nodded.

“Mr. Yao, can I have a room to talk to Mr. Xiao in private?” Wang Ye suppressed the joy in his heart.

Yao Zhenshu glanced at Xiao Shun with a complicated expression and squeezed out a smile, “Of course, it’s my pleasure.”

He hurriedly asked his butler to lead Wang Ye and Xiao Shun to a private room.

As they watched the two leave, the rest of the group all looked at each other with bewildered faces.

In that private room.

“Pfft!” After the butler carefully closed the door to the room, Wang Ye knelt in front of Xiao Shun. He looked very excited, “Please save me, please save my family…”

Xiao Shun was also startled by his sudden kneeling and hurriedly helped him up. He sighed and frowned.

“I’ve told you, I can’t help you now.”

“So… when can you help me then?” Wang Ye sobbed.

“I haven’t reached that stage yet.”

Xiao Shun said lightly, but he finally said slowly, “But I can help you temporarily ease the pain in your body and make you feel better.”

Wang Ye looked in good spirits, but in fact he suffered from extraordinary pain on a daily basis. Every night, he felt as if thousands of worms were gnawing at his bones.

There were times when he even wanted to get himself some poison to end his life.

Yet death would mean he would lose everything. Even though he knew he had less than a year, he couldn’t just give up his own life.

He heard what Xiao Shun said and immediately excitement written all over his face, “Really?”

“I can try.” Xiao Shun said, taking out the needle case from his pocket.

“Right here?” Wang Ye hesitated a little.

“Right here.” Xiao Shun pointed to a nearby chair and said, “You can sit there.”

Wang Ye hurriedly walked over and sat down. Xiao Shun stood beside him, carefully sticking those silver needles into Yin Chong, Xia Guan and other acupuncture points. With each needle, he also sent his spiritual energy into his body.

After thirteen consecutive stitches, he let out a long sigh.

Wang Ye’s eyes suddenly widened as he seemed to hear a few dragon groaning.

He seemed to feel a spring breeze blowing through.

Gusts of warmth rose up from within him and rushed around. They seemed to crash through various acupuncture points in his own body.

“Is this, is this Ghost Door Thirteen Needles?” exclaimed Wang Ye.

“So you know?” Xiao Shun said, slightly surprised.

“I read about it in a medical book. It didn’t give a lot of details though, and it just said that Ghost Door Thirteen Needles could be good for the most unlikely of diseases, and that patients would hear the sound of a dragon groaning. I didn’t think I could actually see it with my eyes.”

Wang Ye said excitedly.

Xiao Shun smiled without saying anything. He didn’t deny it.

A moment later, he pulled out the silver needles and said slowly, “Alright, your pain should have been a bit better for now.”

“Thank you.” Wang Ye got up and bowed deeply again.

“Come on, I can’t save you. I’m just helping you ease the pain. You don’t have to do that.” Xiao Shun laughed lightly.

“Couldn’t even Ghost Door Thirteen Needles save my family?”

“I’ve already told you. I haven’t reached that stage yet.” Xiao Shun returned to his seat.

“What can I do to help you? In fact, after so many years, my family have had a large collection of pretty good stuff. If any of them could help, please do use them.” Wang Ye said with a gloomy expression.

“Like what?” Xiao Shun looked quite interested.

“My father had spent quite a fortune for a thousand year old wild ginseng. Would that help?”

Xiao Shun widened his eyes slightly.

A thousand year old ginseng was certainly good stuff. For the Foundation and Posterior Heaven stages, it would be helpful.

But now that he’s at the Anterior Heaven stage, so it’s not going to help very much. He needed to practice every day and wait for the right opportunity before he could have a breakthrough.

But, of course, that thing would be more useful in his hands.

Besides, since he’s so much better now, it would be fair only if he took some fees for the treatment. At least, perhaps he could help Song Linger a bit with that thing.

“A bit, but far from enough. Ghost Door Thirteen Needles is quite unusual, and nothing can really ensure a breakthrough to the next stage.”

Xiao Shun said casually.

“Since this will help, please accept it. From now on, my family will always follow Mr. Xiao. Whenever Mr. Xiao needs my family, please let me know.”

Wang Ye said sincerely.

He knew that even if Xiao Shun couldn’t save him now, it was possible for him to save his child. He could never give up.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“It’s really nothing.” Xiao Shun waved his hand. Anyway, they could all have what they needed.

When the two went back to the hall, Song Zhenhai and the Yao family were still there. They both gazed at the two in disbelief.

Wang Ye nodded and said apologetically, “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

But other than that, he didn’t say anything. Given his status, if he was unwilling to speak, the crowd naturally did not dare to ask.

Xiao Shun also calmly returned to his position.

“Mr. Wang, recently, my wife always has some difficulty with breathing and she always feels depressed, can you help her?” Yao Zhenshu took the opportunity to say.

Wang Ye smiled faintly and said in a voice loud enough for all to hear.

“Why do you guys need me when Mr. Xiao is here? You are really embarrassing me.”

He had noticed the family’s contempt for Xiao Shun early on. Although he did not understand, he felt it was pretty unfair and would love to show his respect for Xiao Shun.