Zhou Xuan didn't have a good impression of the Chen family. Their behavior suggested they weren't exactly businessmen, but they weren't exactly benevolent either. There was nothing to say about them except for two words: money.
Given this situation, it's easy to imagine that Chen Taixian would decide whether he was truly heartbroken over his son's death. If he was willing to spend 200 million, he would save him; otherwise, he would tell Lao He to leave immediately.
Old He actually preferred to get things done for ten million, but Zhou Xuan disagreed, and there was nothing he could do. Besides, in reality, only Zhou Xuan could do it. Even if he agreed, there was nothing he could do. If Zhou Xuan didn't do it, it would all be for nothing. Moreover, Zhou Xuan was doing it for him. No matter how high Zhou Xuan asked for, he would probably give him half in cash later. Judging from this, he had worked for decades and it was not as good as this one or two times today.
Seeing Zhou Xuan pulling Old He away, Chen Taixian was still hesitant and doubtful, but his son Chen Feiyang was extremely anxious and hurriedly said, "Dr. He, let's talk... let's talk it out... let's discuss it..."
To be honest, given Chen Feiyang's intelligence, it's not hard to imagine that Zhou Xuan's words are hard to believe, because AIDS is an incurable disease, the most difficult incurable disease in the world, and there is still no effective treatment. Zhou Xuan and Lao He were just carrying a medicine box, how could two people like them cure AIDS?
Ninety-nine percent of them are scammers, Chen Tai initially thought. However, because he had previously cured his mother's rheumatism at home, he hesitated and remained skeptical. He still hoped Zhou Xuan and Lao He could cure her; if they could, it would save his son.
Chen Feiyang was simply afraid of death. He knew it was an incurable disease, but his fear made him want to grab onto anything he heard. Zhou Xuan even said that it could definitely be cured, but it would cost money; his expression and meaning clearly indicated that.
Chen Feiyang knew that if Zhou Xuan asked for ten million, twenty million, or thirty million, Chen Taixian would still treat him, even though it would be painful. But anything over one hundred million, especially since Zhou Xuan had directly stated a round number of two hundred million, was equivalent to over 1.2 billion RMB in China—a truly staggering amount.
Chen Taixian was even considering shouting, "Twenty million, take it or leave it!" But Zhou Xuan didn't give him that chance, bluntly stating a price of two hundred million before leaving. Chen Taixian panicked, hesitant, but he wanted to bargain with Zhou Xuan and Lao He. He still wanted to save his son; after all, he was his own son. No matter how disappointing he was, he was still his son. Besides, half of him didn't believe Zhou Xuan could cure AIDS, while the other half held onto a sliver of hope that his son could be cured.
Seeing Zhou Xuan leading Lao He to the door, Chen Taixian quickly said, "Lao He, Xiao Zhou, take your time, take your time, don't rush off, let's talk more."
Zhou Xuan turned around and said, "President Chen, to be honest, you've offered two hundred million in cash, and we can't back down. If you're willing, then do it; if not, then we won't. This isn't buying groceries; it's about saving your son's life. And it's not as simple as giving him an injection or some medicine. Your second uncle's body will be severely damaged; it's basically like trading your life for yours."
Chen Tai hesitated. Now he was certain that Zhou Xuan would never back down. The price of two hundred million yuan would not be reduced by a single penny. What should he do? Save his son or protect his own wallet?
Seeing that he had stopped him but still seemed hesitant, Zhou Xuan immediately said, "President Chen, let me put it this way again: have you ever seen anyone who can cure AIDS? Have you ever seen any medical institution that can perform surgery for this disease?"
Chen Taixian paused for a moment, then thought it made sense. No matter how good the pharmacy was or how advanced the medical technology was, no pharmacy could cure AIDS. That was true. So he was both suspicious and delighted with Zhou Xuan and Lao He.
He was furious at Zhou Xuan's inflexible price; it seemed there was no room for negotiation. Two hundred million! It was painful enough for him to lose.
Although he wanted to bargain further, Zhou Xuan was adamant and wouldn't budge, insisting on 200 million.
I wonder if they can hold onto 200 million. Such a huge sum of cash, I doubt they could earn that much even if they died.
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Xuan showed no sign of turning back, leaving no room for negotiation. Chen Tai gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Treat me, treat me immediately. Can you guarantee I'll be cured?"
Before Lao He could answer, Zhou Xuan replied, "Didn't I just tell you? If you don't believe me, just watch us treat Young Master Chen, and then you can have the doctors do a professional examination. You'll see for yourself whether we've lied to you."
Chen Taixian was also somewhat embarrassed. Indeed, if you don't believe me, why not just have a doctor examine you?
Zhou Xuan immediately said to Lao He, "Second Uncle, treat Young Master Chen now." He then gestured to Lao He, instructing him to do it the way he had done before.
Old He was still somewhat uneasy. His initial fear was that if the condition couldn't be treated, things would get worse. Besides, he was a doctor and very familiar with AIDS; in today's world, it was simply impossible to cure AIDS.
But Zhou Xuan had essentially pushed him to the forefront, so he had no choice but to comply. However, Zhou Xuan had told him beforehand that he would do everything himself, just go through the motions, and let Zhou Xuan work as his assistant. This would create a false impression, and they would see how Zhou Xuan would treat him.
Old He lowered his head, not wanting Chen Taixian and Chen Feiyang to see the expression on his face, pretending to be carefully treating Chen Feiyang's illness, and then said, "Young Master Chen, stretch out your hand."
Chen Feiyang rolled up his sleeve, revealing his arm covered in a horribly festering skin disease. Even Old He hesitated to look; if he were to contract AIDS, he'd be handing himself over to the virus. While AIDS isn't transmitted through physical contact or insect bites, it can be spread through blood contact and sexual intercourse. Seeing Chen Feiyang's hand in such a state was terrifying; anyone would be afraid. Contracting the disease could mean certain death.
Old He quickly opened the box, took out the two pairs of rubber gloves, gave Zhou Xuan a pair, and the two of them put them on. Then he had Chen Feiyang put his hand on the table, and he pressed his fingers on Chen Feiyang's arm to check his pulse. This method was basically the same as when Zhou Xuan treated the old lady before.
Chen Taixian also had some hope. Zhou Xuan had just treated the old lady in the same way, and the old lady had miraculously recovered. He couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. Although he knew that Zhou Xuan and Lao He were more likely to be swindling money, he had the same thought as Chen Feiyang. At this time, he would hold on to any straw he could find.
After checking his pulse for a while, Old He said to Zhou Xuan, "Zhou Xuan, come here and help me. His condition is too serious. We need to both of us to perform acupuncture at the same time and then see how it goes."
Although Lao He had no choice but to follow Zhou Xuan forward with a heavy heart, he still made a conditional statement: he wouldn't say it was hopeless. If it really couldn't be cured, he wouldn't admit to being a fraud. They were well aware of how difficult the disease was to treat, so he made this statement beforehand to leave himself a way out.
Zhou Xuan responded, then stepped forward and placed his gloved hand on Chen Feiyang's wrist, seemingly searching for the acupoint, while letting Lao He do the main actions.
Old He pressed lightly with his finger, but he was afraid of that skin, so he naturally put safety first and would stop once he had a result.
Zhou Xuan, without waiting for his instructions, immediately used his special ability to force the HIV cells in Chen Feiyang's skin into his body. Then, he forced the bacteria to a specific point, just like when he treated the old man's cancer. He forced the bacteria to a specific point, then transformed the bacteria into gold molecules, and finally forced out this gold blood. That was basically the treatment process.
However, this process was not so simple. Fortunately, Zhou Xuan's superpowers had far surpassed those of before, so treating this disease was indeed not difficult. It just depended on his mood. If he was in a bad mood, no matter how much money was offered, he would not want to help.
Zhou Xuan himself is not short of money, but he is not unwilling to do things like robbing the rich to help the poor. However, he will consider the situation and will not do things blindly.
Although it's not particularly difficult or challenging, it's not easy either. HIV is harder to treat than cancer. Cancer is, after all, just cancer cells, which only grow in the area where they grow. But HIV is different; HIV can exist anywhere in the bloodstream. That's why no one can cure HIV.
Chen Taixian and his son Chen Feiyang stared wide-eyed at Zhou Xuan and Lao He, not wanting to miss anything. Their main purpose was to monitor Zhou Xuan and Lao He, since there was a large element of deception involved in this matter.
While keeping an eye on Zhou Xuan, Chen Taixian asked, "Dr. He, Mr. Zhou, is there anything else you need?"
Old He dared not speak, fearing that he might accidentally reveal a flaw in the plan.
Zhou Xuan had no time to talk about these things; his attention was entirely on Chen Feiyang. When Zhou Xuan focused the HIV bacteria on a single point, he put in tremendous effort. This bacteria was truly everywhere in Chen Feiyang's body, making it extremely difficult, even more difficult than the old man's cancer. But while it was difficult, it wasn't incurable; it just required even more effort and special abilities.
After nearly forty or fifty minutes, Zhou Xuan finally transferred all the HIV bacteria from Chen Feiyang's body onto his right finger. His right finger visibly grew larger and turned golden yellow, clearly visible to the naked eye.
Moreover, Chen Feiyang himself felt that his whole body was sore and weak, and the rotting skin on his hands gradually turned red. At first, it was a black, rotten appearance, but later it looked like the skin had been scratched, but the color was bright red.
Having done this much, Zhou Xuan immediately pretended to be anxious and said, "Second Uncle, you've transferred all the poison from his body to his right finger. Shall I get a knife and make a small incision?"
Zhou Xuan was sending a message to Lao He, trying to give Lao He a way out.
Old He understood perfectly well, and he had long wanted Zhou Xuan to tell him. Only by telling him would he know what to do and not be blinded by a single leaf. When people are in love, their eyesight is actually like that of a blind person, and they are easily deceived.
Old He quickly said, "Okay, I'm a little tired. You take the scalpel and perform the surgery, make this incision, and I'll handle the follow-up procedures here."
At this moment, Chen Feiyang himself was unaware, because he could only see the skin on his own hands, and there was no mirror in front of him, so he couldn't see his own face. But his father, Chen Taixian, was different; he could see it clearly. Chen Feiyang's face and skin seemed to have been replaced with new skin, fresh and tender, and the previous rotten skin had automatically peeled off.
Zhou Xuan knew perfectly well that he had figured this out himself, so how could he not know? He then said to Chen Taixian, "Boss Chen, I need a knife, a small knife."
Old He practices traditional Chinese medicine and rarely performs surgery. Moreover, when he goes out for house calls, he would never carry a scalpel. As soon as Zhou Xuan spoke, he understood that Zhou Xuan was about to make a move. Although he had miraculously cured the old lady before, there was still a difference between the two cases. AIDS is not as difficult to treat as people imagine, and it is not something that can be cured with a simple reach.
Chen Taixian frantically searched everywhere for a knife, but coincidentally, he couldn't find one anywhere. After a long time, he finally found a fruit knife.
The fruit knife blade was a bit dull, which Zhou Xuan could tell at a glance, but he still took it and said, "Just bear with it, it won't hurt much."