After a moment of contemplation, Old He said, "Xiao Zhou, I just don't understand why you don't do it yourself and admit it? Do you know that if you really can cure these diseases, your income would be much more than this?"
Zhou Xuan smiled and shook his head, saying, "Mr. He, I know what you mean. I don't want to be famous, and I don't lack money. I have an identity that I don't want to hide from you, Mr. He. I'm sure you know it. My father-in-law is Fu Jue, a wealthy man in New York, my grandfather is Fu Tianlai, and my wife is Fu Ying, the daughter of the Fu family!"
"Ah, you're the Fu family's son-in-law?" Old He was stunned for a moment, then stared at Zhou Xuan closely. After a few seconds, he slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I remember now! More than a year ago, those newspapers published photos of your engagement with Miss Fu Ying. It seemed to be about a young couple in China. It caused quite a stir at the time because Old Master Fu transferred almost all of the Fu family's shares to this young man, which puzzled countless people." Old Master Fu is an extremely shrewd person. Given his personality, how could he transfer all the shares to his grandson-in-law? Hehe, back then I thought that Miss Fu's boyfriend must be an extraordinary person. Now that I've seen him in person, I really can't believe it! Unbelievable!
Old He sighed for a while, then suddenly realized, no wonder Zhou Xuan didn't want to be famous or make money, money was "what does that matter to him".
After thinking for a moment, Old He said in a low voice, "Then... Xiao Zhou, what do you think we should do?"
Zhou Xuan smiled faintly, "Old He, just use some simple techniques to treat Mr. Chen's son. Let me assist you. I'll use massage techniques that they won't be able to detect. Although it's strange, I'm telling you, Old He, my qigong can truly cure his illness. However, after the treatment—Old He, you must squeeze a hefty sum out of Mr. Chen. This man doesn't seem very ethical. Although he's not exactly a bad person, it's not unfair to make money off him. Besides, we earned this money through genuine skill—saving his son's life. So, Old He, you must ask for an exorbitant price first, or let Mr. Chen set his own price. Don't worry, I can cure this illness completely. So just ask for money according to his worth. How much is Mr. Chen's son worth?"
Old He was immediately stunned. Zhou Xuan spoke with such confidence that he couldn't help but believe him. Although the disease was very serious and incurable, Zhou Xuan was too amazing. Rheumatism was not a fatal disease, but chronic rheumatism was something that no medicine could cure. Zhou Xuan had cured it completely. Although he was not sure yet and still needed to see the results at the hospital, from the scene and from the surface observation, Zhou Xuan had cured the old lady's disease!
Zhou Xuan detected that Chen Taixian had come out of the room. He had only given his son a few words of advice in the room. His son was determined to kill himself. Born into such a wealthy family, yet suffering from this disease, wouldn't that be the end of him? No amount of money could save his life!
Chen Taixian walked out with a worried expression, and then said to Lao He, "Lao He, Dr. Zhou, please wait a moment. My third son is still getting dressed. Please examine him again after he comes out!"
Even so, Chen Taixian still lacked confidence. After all, he was a shrewd and wealthy man, and he was well aware of the difficulty of AIDS. It was practically the most intractable disease in the world, and currently, there was no medicine or surgery that could cure it. The reason he had a glimmer of hope was because he saw Zhou Xuan cure his old lady at home. His family had tried everything to treat his old lady's rheumatism, visiting numerous famous doctors and major hospitals, but none of them could cure it completely. Yet Zhou Xuan had miraculously cured her with just a massage, which was truly astonishing.
Although Chen Taixian was shrewd, he was a person who believed in fate and the existence of reclusive masters. Zhou Xuan's medical skills made him realize that Lao He was indeed a reclusive master. Since Zhou Xuan was his apprentice, Lao He must be even more skilled than Zhou Xuan. He knew that Lao He's medical skills were good, but he never imagined that he would be so amazing, to such an unbelievable degree!
After thinking for a moment, Lao He followed Zhou Xuan's suggestion and said, "President Chen, if I could cure your third son's illness, what would you think?"
Chen Taixian was taken aback, his facial muscles twitching slightly, but he still didn't quite believe it. He tried to calm himself down and said, "Let's wait a bit. Let Uncle He check the symptoms after the third brother comes out!"
In this short period of time, almost five or six minutes had passed. Old He knew Chen Taixian's son, the third son, Chen Feiyang, a true playboy, handsome and dashing, always surrounded by a large group of beautiful women, and always traveling in luxury cars, exuding an air of great power.
But when we met again, he looked lifeless, with droopy eyes and listless expression, and his face and hands showed signs of AIDS symptoms.
To be honest, even Chen Feiyang's father, Chen Taixian, didn't dare to touch his son. Although his son's life was important, his own life was even more important. Besides, he was really angry. This son was disobedient and promiscuous. Now, he had contracted this terminal illness. At this point, all his cronies had cut off contact with him. Only then did he realize his regret!
This is truly a case of "if only I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place!"
Zhou Xuan had already identified the problem and was confident. He immediately gave Lao He a reassuring look, which calmed Lao He down a bit. Zhou Xuan still had that confident expression. Although it was hard to believe, Lao He still chose to follow Zhou Xuan. In fact, since he had come along, he had no other choice but to continue down this path.
Seeing Chen Feiyang's appearance, Old He didn't stand on ceremony, but Chen Feiyang's appearance was too terrifying, so he didn't dare to touch him directly. He took out two pairs of gloves from the medicine box, handed one pair to Zhou Xuan, and put on the other himself. Then he said to Zhou Xuan, "You'll be my assistant from now on. Follow my instructions!"
Zhou Xuan nodded, putting on gloves as he replied, "Okay, Second Uncle, don't worry. I didn't just learn from you for a day or two; I had online lessons more than ten times a month. It wasn't all for nothing!"
Zhou Xuan deliberately mentioned "taught online," which was a way of saying that could easily fool Chen Taixian if he had any doubts. However, Chen Taixian didn't even think about it.
Old He put on his gloves, then beckoned Chen Feiyang to put his wrist in front of him. Chen Feiyang sighed, lowered his head, and extended his hand for Old He to examine. Old He simply placed his hand on Chen Feiyang's pulse point and probed for a while before withdrawing his hand. He then said to Chen Feiyang, "Mr. Chen, I can tell you definitively that I can cure this disease completely, but..."
Old He's words were like a thunderclap, making Jing Taixian and Chen Feiyang, father and son, unable to sit still!
Chen Feiyang even stood up and tried to grab Lao He's hand to ask urgently, but Lao He stepped back two steps to prevent Chen Feiyang from grabbing it. Before Chen Feiyang could react, he realized that Lao He was afraid that he would infect Lao He.
Chen Taixian, dumbfounded, anxiously asked, "Uncle He, what did you say? You said you can cure it? Is it true? What do I need? What are the conditions? Just tell me, just tell me..." Chen Feiyang stopped grabbing his hand, his eyes wide, panting heavily, and asked urgently, "Dr. He, you say you can really cure my illness? Do you know I have AIDS? AIDS, can it really be cured?"
His voice trembled slightly as he spoke, which made him both surprised and delighted. He knew that his life was about to end, but suddenly he heard a voice saying that his illness could be cured. He knew that it was an incurable disease, but even if it was a fraud, his heart would pound, he would tremble, and a glimmer of hope would rise in his heart when he heard such words!
Old He, also panting, replied, "It's true, it really can be cured. I know you have AIDS, but..."
Old He's affirmation made Chen Taixian and his son unable to hold back any longer and say together, "Tell me, what conditions do you want? Just say it..." As long as it can be cured, the conditions can certainly be discussed.
Old He thought about it for a moment, but decided it wasn't wise to speak up first. After all, Zhou Xuan had just reminded him that AIDS was an incurable disease, and Chen Taixian was a billionaire. His son was also born with a silver spoon in his mouth and was destined for wealth. No matter what, even though his three brothers had divided the family fortune, he was still the direct heir of a super-rich family and was also a billionaire. In New York, although the Chen family was not as illustrious as the Fu family, they were not an ordinary family either.
Old He's hands were trembling slightly. This was more valuable than the old lady's illness. Although the old lady's rheumatism was severe, it wasn't fatal. After curing her, he was still given a huge reward of one million US dollars, which was quite good.
But Chen Laosan's life was obviously more precious than the old lady's. Of course, that's true in terms of his illness. For Chen Taixian, they were about the same. One was his biological mother, and the other was his biological son. They were both his flesh and blood.
Old He tried to calm himself down, and facing the wide-eyed Chen Taixian and his son, he replied, "It's like this, this disease... you know it's very difficult... basically an incurable terminal illness. Even if I could treat it... it would require a huge expenditure of resources, manpower, and energy..." Old He's words made it clear to Chen Taixian and his son that Old He wanted payment. Of course, it was only right for a doctor to say this, but Old He had never said anything like this in front of his family before. When treating the old lady, he simply treated her, never mentioning how much he would be paid. The amount he would receive after the treatment depended on the Chen family's wishes; it could be more or less. Old He never asked for a price. Of course, the medical fees paid by the Chen family were never lower than those charged by hospitals, and were even higher, but not outrageously high, just slightly higher, making Old He's income better than working as a doctor in a hospital.
But now Lao He has spoken up himself, setting the conditions first.
Chen Tai hesitated for a moment, but Chen Feiyang blurted out, "Uncle He, I'll give you ten million. As long as you can cure my illness, the money is no problem!"
Chen Feiyang's ten million refers to US dollars, of course. In the United States, it would not be Chinese yuan, Japanese yen, Korean won, or Vietnamese dong.
Old He's heart skipped a beat!
That's ten million! That's ten times the consultation fee given to the old lady!
Old He's heart trembled, his heart itching with excitement, and he was speechless for a moment. He had no problem with the price Chen Feiyang offered. He had been treating patients for fifty years and had never received more than ten thousand US dollars in payment. Today was an unprecedented event. Perhaps it was a windfall, but this windfall was for Zhou Xuan. Without him, there would be nothing!
Old He was trembling as he was about to agree immediately. The money was no problem; it was such a large sum of money, far exceeding his expectations.
But Zhou Xuan spoke first: "Hehe, Young Master Chen, I want to say that treating your illness with my second uncle is no simple matter. I think you can understand this from your illness. What hospital can cure it now? None. My second uncle's treatment method can be said to cure you, but it will damage his own body. Young Master Chen, is your life only worth ten million? Hehe, my second uncle's life is worth more than ten million. If you ask me, I wouldn't sell my life for a hundred million!" With one sentence, Zhou Xuan shut Chen Feiyang down. Let alone ten million, even a hundred million wouldn't be enough. Treating this illness would damage Old He's own body. That was Zhou Xuan's point.
Chen Feiyang was stunned, and Chen Taixian was also stunned. Even though they were willing to part with it, it still hurt their hearts to take out 100 million yuan in cash!
Moreover, judging from Zhou Xuan's tone, he was still unwilling; he wouldn't even offer 100 million, and would demand an even higher price.
After a long pause, Chen Feiyang asked in a trembling voice, almost on the verge of tears. If his life could be saved, he would do anything, even call Old He his father or grandfather. No matter how much money he had, what could he use or spend it on after he died?
"Dr. He, just tell me, how much do you want... just tell me..." Chen Taixian hesitated for a moment, it seemed that it wouldn't be easy to get Old He to open his mouth so easily.
Old He pondered for a moment, then glanced at Zhou Xuan. Zhou Xuan chuckled, held up two fingers, and said casually, "Two hundred million, US dollars!" Old He's heart pounded, but fearing that Chen Feiyang and his son would notice, he immediately lowered his head to hide his expression.
Chen Taixian's facial muscles twitched, and he frowned. Two hundred million in cash—that would be the death of him. His entire family fortune was only 1.2 to 1.3 billion. Two hundred million was indeed a difficult question for him. He wanted to save his son's life, but he was unwilling to pay such a high price.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Taixian said, "Uncle He... isn't it a little... a little too high? Let's... reduce it a little more... reduce it a little more..." Old He gritted his teeth, his expression was actually one of excitement, but to the Chen father and son, it looked like he was angry!
Zhou Xuan then said, "Mr. Chen, this isn't about selling vegetables; this is about saving your son's life. I don't want to tell you about the difficulties Qifeng faces, as it will greatly affect my second uncle's health. Perhaps we should just forget about it!" He then turned to Old He and said, "Second Uncle, let's go back!"
Volume 1, Chapter 646
Chapter 646