The man in military uniform immediately became angry and said, "Nonsense! What time is it? Hai Hong, stop messing around! Get out!"
At this moment, Zhou Xuan had already gathered the icy energy into a beam and directly probed the old man on the sickbed. Wherever the icy energy passed, the condition inside the old man's body became clear.
The old man's body was indeed on its last legs. If it weren't for the expensive medicine and high-standard treatment, he probably would have passed away long ago. He had lost the ability to function properly in all aspects, and most importantly, his stomach area was completely blocked by the cold air. The tuberculosis cells were like a wall blocking his way.
Zhou Xuan tried to exert his strength again, but the effect of contact from a distance was not as good as that of actual contact, so he moved again.
The man in military uniform whispered again, "What are you doing? Get out!"
Wei Haihong then turned around and whispered, "Brother, this is my friend, he knows medicine. I brought him here to have Dad take a look at Xiao Zhou. Come here."
The man in military uniform said in a deep voice, "Nonsense! What time is it? We have the most advanced medical equipment and the most skilled doctors, and they still can't do anything. What are you doing causing trouble? Can't you just let Dad go in peace?"
Seeing Wei Haihong's red eyes, the man in plain clothes said, "Brother, the third brother is just being filial. Let's do our best and see."
The man in military uniform had a stern face. Zhou Xuan didn't think much of it and stepped forward. Wei Haihong made way for him. Zhou Xuan knelt down by the bed and took the old man's left hand with his left hand, releasing the icy energy once again.
The man in military uniform and the nurse were both somewhat disdainful. The General Political Department Hospital had advanced equipment and top-notch doctors, yet they were helpless against late-stage cancer. This young man, just by touching her hand and taking her pulse, could he cure the disease? Let alone a folk doctor, he didn't carry anything with him, he didn't even look like a folk doctor. He was probably a charlatan trying to swindle money from the third young master of the Wei family!
Zhou Xuan surrounded the old man's stomach with ice. In fact, the cancer had already spread to several areas, and the range was far beyond the stomach. The old man's stomach had basically lost its function, and the nutrients his body needed were all supplied directly through intravenous infusion.
I think I heard Brother Hong mention to Xiaoqing that the old man is already ninety years old and nearing the end of his life. Coupled with his serious illness, he is truly in a helpless situation.
When the ice energy collides with the cancer cells, some of the cancer cells are swallowed and dissolved by the ice energy. However, Zhou Xuan immediately noticed that new cells were immediately added to the places where they were swallowed, and at an even faster rate. One becomes two, two become four, and hundreds of millions of cancer cells multiply in number.
Zhou Xuan had never seen such swift and fierce molecules before. The ice energy collided and immediately dispersed, still maintaining an encirclement posture, while the cancer cells seemed to have no strength to continue their counterattack, and the two sides were locked in a stalemate.
Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth and channeled his ice energy with all his might, attacking the cancer cells in his stomach from all directions. The moment they collided again, the old man let out a muffled groan and opened his eyes!
The people in the ward were immediately startled and gathered around.
The man in military uniform called out first, "Dad, you're awake?"
The attending physician just quietly told them that the old man's illness was beyond saving and asked his family to come and see him one last time. It is likely that the old man will not even be able to wake up and say goodbye.
But then, the old man woke up and opened his eyes! After opening his eyes, the old man's gaze swept around the ward and finally landed on the unfamiliar young man holding his left hand.
When Zhou Xuan's eyes met those of the old man, he couldn't help but shiver.
Although the old man's expression was weak, there was a chilling murderous aura in his eyes, the kind of majestic and murderous aura that only generals and marshals who command thousands of troops possess!
Zhou Xuan composed himself, then leaned closer and whispered in the old man's ear, "Grandpa, perhaps I can cure your illness, but I can't guarantee a complete cure!"
The old man closed his eyes and paused for a few seconds, then opened them again, moved slightly, and gestured.
Zhou Xuan glanced at everyone, then gently lifted the old man's breathing mask.
The old man grinned and said something, but no one heard him.
The three Wei brothers leaned over the bedside, bringing their heads closer together, and the old man opened his mouth again and tried to speak.
This time, all three of them heard clearly, though the voice was soft, they understood: "Leave this young man behind, all of you go out."
Wei Haihong's two older brothers were stunned for a moment. After glancing at the old man's stern eyes, they didn't hesitate any longer. They then waved to the nurse and Wei Xiaoqing's mother to leave the ward together, and the last one closed the door behind them.
Inside the room, Zhou Xuan sat halfway up the edge of the bed, looking at the old man and saying, "Grandpa, Hong and I are good friends. As for treating your illness, you may have sensed something just now, and I can't hide it from you. To tell you the truth, I practiced internal energy cultivation, and later had some fortuitous encounters, which improved my internal energy somewhat. Maybe—and I'm just saying maybe—I might be able to cure your illness. Hong has been good to me, and I have no problem treating you. I only ask one thing of you."
When the old man touched him with ice energy, the pain he felt immediately told him that this young man was indeed different. Because in his current state, he no longer felt such obvious pain. From this, he could tell that this young man was definitely not some quack doctor or fraud.
After hearing Zhou Xuan's words, the old man nodded and said in a slightly weak voice, "Alright, go ahead!"
"You must not reveal my secret to anyone in the future. I do not practice medicine. I do not make a living from this. You know, if I cure your citrus, it will have an impact. Maybe someone will be watching me, preparing to dissect and study me or something!" Zhou Xuan said these topics he could think of, but these were all plots he had seen in European and American movies. Superhumans and aliens are always being hunted by secret agencies.
The old man actually smiled slightly and said softly, "Young man, very interesting. Alright, I promise you."
Seeing that the old man was smiling but clearly struggling, Zhou Xuan nodded and said, "Grandpa, please don't say anything more. I'm going to start treating you. I don't know if it will be alright!"
The old man nodded and said nothing more.
This time, Zhou Xuan didn't directly confront the cancer cells like he had done the previous two times. Instead, he used his icy energy to first stimulate the old man's blood circulation, thereby enhancing his metabolism and activating the physiological functions of the areas other than the stomach to their maximum potential. However, the old man was already exhausted and on his last legs, and no matter how much stimulation he received, he couldn't match the energy of a young person. But after Zhou Xuan's stimulation, the old man felt quite different. He felt some strength returning to his limbs, and it seemed that with a little more effort, he could get up and walk around.
At this moment, Zhou Xuan suddenly intensified his efforts to attack the cancer cells again. This time, he was well-prepared and attacked, and immediately devoured two-thirds of the cancer cells. However, the cancer cells were growing too fast, and Zhou Xuan was already feeling somewhat powerless. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
This feels even more tiring than when he was converting molecules into gold!
When he ran out of strength, Zhou Xuan withdrew his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, trembling slightly, panting heavily, his body swaying. He had used up too much of his ice energy and could no longer hold on.
The old man caught his breath, then suddenly threw back the covers and sat up. After thinking for a moment, he simply removed the IV from his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, found some slippers, put them on, and took a few shaky steps. Zhou Xuan tried to get up to help him, but he was too weak to move. The old man slowly shuffled along, finally managing to reach the window with great effort. He leaned against the window, looked outside, and after a long while sighed. Finally, he turned and called out towards the door, "Haifeng. Come in, all of you."
The old man just gave Zhou Xuan some ice-based treatment. Although it didn't completely cure him, it eliminated two-thirds of the tuberculosis cells. The remaining cancer cells, less than one-third, were back to the state they were in six months ago. The functions of his limbs had also recovered more than half. Although he wasn't completely cured, he was basically like a normal person.
Zhou Xuan was even more worried. Although he had eliminated two-thirds of the cancer cells in the old man's body, the remaining cancer cells, though reduced by more than half, were beyond his ability to eliminate with his ice energy. These cells seemed to possess intelligence; in just a short time, they had developed resistance to his ice energy and were mutating. These remaining tuberculosis cells, though weak, were like grass roots—they couldn't be completely burned away. It was only a matter of time before they regrowed, and if they did, Zhou Xuan estimated he would be powerless to stop them.
However, Zhou Xuan's treatment was not without effect. At least the old man was able to live like a normal person for a period of time without experiencing so much pain. Treatment for late-stage cancer is an extremely painful experience for patients, but Zhou Xuan's treatment at least did not cause the old man so much suffering.
The people who pushed open the door and came in were stunned when they saw that the old man had actually gotten up and was standing by the window!
Then I saw Zhou Xuan sitting on the old man's sickbed, panting heavily.
The old man swept his gaze across the room with an air of authority, then slowly walked towards the bedside. Wei Haihong and Wei Xiaoqing's mother, who was also his sister-in-law, quickly stepped forward to help the old man back to the bedside and sit down.
At this moment, the old man's face still had a hint of redness.
Everyone was both surprised and astonished. Could the young man Wei Haihong brought really be so miraculous? An elderly man, terminally ill and on the verge of death, who just moments before lay motionless in bed, seemingly on the verge of passing away, was now, in just a few minutes, able to walk, move, and speak like a normal person. This seemed utterly incomprehensible!
The old man sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at the five people surrounding him, coughed to calm himself down, and then said, "Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, I'm being discharged from the hospital immediately."
This time, not only did the three Wei brothers disagree, but even the nurse said, "Eldest brother, you can't be discharged!"