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Chapter 843 - Chapter 843 Chapter 843 Grasping Weeds to Catch Rabbits

Chapter 843: Chapter 843: Grasping Weeds to Catch Rabbits Chapter 843: Chapter 843: Grasping Weeds to Catch Rabbits Hu Shengwei’s wife couldn’t bear the thought of her mother passing away, and she too had money, but the price for extending life… it was simply too astronomical.

Hu Shengwei remained silent for almost half a minute, then nodded decisively, “Alright, a hundred million a year… I’ll buy one year first to see the effects. I wonder if Master Feng would agree?”

Before Feng Jun could speak, Hu Shengwei’s wife quickly chimed in, “Master, what we want is for the elderly to be lucid enough to communicate with us normally. My mother is a strong-willed person. If she stays in this confused state, it would actually be torture for her.”

“No problem,” Feng Jun nodded promptly, “If she recovers well, she should be able to walk around in about two months. However, her left leg is disabled, and treating it would be very expensive.”

Hu Shengwei showed a face of shock, “You actually know about my mother-in-law’s leg disability?”

Her disability wasn’t severe; she had fallen two years ago and became slightly limping. At that time, they discussed and felt that the elderly’s health was already failing, so they didn’t opt for surgery. Even Feng Tianyang wasn’t aware of this.

Now the elderly lady lay bedridden, yet Mountain Master Feng, after just feeling her pulse, actually knew about her left leg’s disability…

Hu Shengwei couldn’t help speculating in secret: Was this person really that magical, or had he secretly investigated my family?

Feng Jun glanced at him indifferently, “If I didn’t have this much skill, why would I charge you ten million? Considering you pay promptly, I’ll give you a little bonus… Your left kidney has developed cancer, fortunately, it’s in the early stages. Go have it checked yourself.”

Hu Shengwei’s eyes widened immediately, and he couldn’t help but point to the tip of his nose, “You say I… have kidney cancer?”

“It’s treatable, it’s just early-stage kidney cancer,” said Feng Jun nonchalantly, then glanced at the middle-aged woman, “If it were incurable, I would have whispered it directly to your wife… to avoid adding stress on you.”

Hu Shengwei still found it somewhat difficult to accept. It took him more than ten seconds to speak up, “I’m going to step out for a smoke.”

He smoked for two minutes, only half of the cigarette smoked, before he stubbed it out. Then he turned around, got into the car, and asked, “Master Feng, this kidney cancer… how much would it cost to cure it?”

“Go ask the hospital,” Feng Jun waved his hand dismissively, “Don’t come to me for such trivial illnesses.”

Hu Shengwei was stunned once more. This was cancer, and yet you say… it’s a trivial illness?

Then he exchanged a glance with his wife.

His wife couldn’t hold back and urged, “Then hurry to the hospital for a checkup.”

Hu Shengwei was truly anxious, but as one who had built such a large business, ultimately he wasn’t an ordinary person. After regaining his composure, he said, “Huh, a few hours won’t make a difference… Master Feng, how should I give you this one billion?”

With a flick of his wrist, Feng Jun produced a Jade Vial, “There’s a pill inside, to be taken in four doses… one dose every two days. After finishing, bring her for a follow-up, and then I’ll determine the next prescription based on her condition.”

“As for the one billion, you can pay after the medicine is done… I won’t cheat you for such a small amount.”

Hu Shengwei blinked, glancing out the window at a white building not far away. He couldn’t be sure if it was really the Jade Vial building, but he felt somewhat reassured, “Master, can my mother-in-law stay in the estate for treatment?”

Feng Jun gestured dismissively, “Just drive to the door. It’s not convenient here. If you need water and electricity, you can tell the doorman, don’t go past the pavilion of pump number one.”

Having just received ten million and then promptly turning people away, not even allowing them to stay in the yard, Mountain Master Feng’s ways were truly unparalleled.

But the more he acted like this, the more convinced Hu Shengwei was, even his wife more so. People with real abilities should be temperamental, so she mustered the courage to ask, “How much would it cost to stay in this house?”

“It’s really inconvenient for you to stay,” Feng Jun replied with a smile, “And those minor ailments of yours, they’re not worth the high cost of staying here.”

So, not interested in making money, Master Feng truly was willful.

The coach returned to the mountain gate and stopped. After the two doormen understood the situation, they brought out a jack without a word, removed the tires from one side of the coach, and propped it up with bricks – this was to prevent the vehicle from driving off on its own.

Hu Shengwei watched the scene dumbfounded, and couldn’t help murmuring to his wife, “Looking at their efficiency… they seem very experienced with this.”

His wife nudged him impatiently, “Go to the hospital… what are you waiting for?”

“Don’t worry, it’s my life, I’m more concerned about it than you are,” Hu Shengwei answered nonchalantly, as he had already decided that with Mountain Master Feng as a safety net, this kidney cancer probably wouldn’t cause much trouble.

What he was actually a bit worried about was his mother-in-law, “What about Mom… how should we handle this?”

“You don’t need to worry,” his wife answered irritably, “She’s my mother. Are you concerned I won’t take good care of her?”

The following words were unnecessary. Two days later, the old lady took her second dose of medicine and was significantly better. She could even sit up in bed and eat something by herself.

And indeed, Hu Shengwei’s kidney cancer was preliminarily diagnosed. In fact, even the doctors at the hospital were puzzled–“How was such an early stage of kidney cancer discovered? Which hospital did the examination?”

The doctor’s response also gave Hu Shengwei a lot of confidence–this wasn’t a particularly serious condition, and any tertiary hospital could perform the related surgery.

As for the cure rate, over ninety percent–after all, individual differences objectively exist, and nobody can guarantee a hundred percent.

Of course, he would have to wait to schedule the surgery, and while it wasn’t a major operation, it demanded a considerable level of specialization. Hu Shengwei, being a billionaire worth tens of billions, definitely wanted to find a trustworthy specialist.

That very day, he started contacting his connections, wanting to expedite the surgery–having discovered it so early, it wouldn’t do to treat it late, right?

The earliest he could schedule the surgery was in the capital, three days later. Naturally, this would require using some favors and incurring considerable expenses.

His wife suggested going to the capital since the specialists there were of a slightly higher caliber. Although the specialists in Zhengyang were also not bad, they ultimately were not as reassuring.

Hu Shengwei preferred to receive treatment in Chang’an, where he had extensive connections and could ensure that the treating specialists would be one hundred percent committed.

What worried him was that his mother-in-law was also undergoing treatment at present, leaving the family with two serious illnesses…

While the couple was discussing this, they suddenly heard someone speaking, “Then why don’t you ask if this master could treat you?”

The speaker was none other than his mother-in-law, Yang Chunni.

The couple turned around in surprise, with Mrs. Hu exclaiming joyfully, “Mom, you’re awake?”

Yang Chunni had been confused for over half a year, occasionally lucid, but at those times her thinking was very disorganized. Barely managing to express a desire for specific foods was already very good, so how could she, like now, actually make a proactive suggestion?

“I’ve felt a bit stronger these past two days,” Yang Chunni struggled to open her eyes wide and spoke weakly, “And my mind has cleared up… Is this… the end approaching?”

“Not at all,” her daughter replied with a smile, “It’s Shengwei who found a master to treat you.”

Yang Chunni did have some recollection of this news but always felt she was dreaming. Now, hearing it confirmed, she felt her brain’s blood supply was again insufficient… Had they spent so much money on treatment?

But Hu Shengwei listened to his mother-in-law’s suggestion and went straight to Feng Jun.

These days, Feng Jun had an additional task: figuring out how to use the Soul-Suppressing Bell.

The Soul-Suppressing Bell was another of Xue Jingren’s magical treasures, combining sound attack and binding capabilities. At first, he had no intention of figuring out this item.

Because it was a bit complex to control, Feng Jun felt magic treasures were better with a single function. Multiple functions could lead to inconvenience, for instance, judging only by the binding capability, the Soul-Suppressing Bell was streets behind the Immortal Binding Rope.

Of course, multitasking magical treasures had their advantages, as they broke the limitation of a cultivator not being able to wield two treasures at the same time. Even someone as powerful as Feng Jun couldn’t use the Immortal Binding Rope while employing the Mountain and River Seal.

Nevertheless, Feng Jun still preferred specialized magical treasures. He wasn’t concerned with having many functions but with having a strong effect.

But since it was unlikely for him to produce a dustless stage in the manor anytime soon, and he couldn’t trade the Soul-Suppressing Bell away, he simply refined it–Even if it went unused, refining it didn’t matter; what if it suddenly became necessary?

Only after starting the refinement did he realize that the magical treasure was truly tricky to control, because it was… a Wood Attribute magical treasure.

Attribute magical treasures were rare, even though most treasures had some kind of attribute to an extent, but those with as distinct characteristics as the Soul-Suppressing Bell were indeed unusual, especially its binding capability, which essentially extended from the Wood-Attribute Vine Magic.

Feng Jun could use this function too, just not very conveniently. However, he thought this was a good opportunity to practice using this treasure and to try simulating spiritual energies of different attributes, which would aid in deciphering the differences between various Cultivation Techniques.

At heart, he was still looking to identify similarities and differences across various techniques by analysis, rather than just knowing them superficially.

Since there were quite a few people in the manor, he couldn’t experiment recklessly and had to explore and perceive slowly. Once he acquired a decent understanding, he would find a secluded place to conduct his experiments.

While he was in the midst of exploring, he heard that Hu Shengwei had arrived and had no choice but to meet this person in the front courtyard.

“I am deeply grateful to Mountain Master Feng for the life-saving grace,” Hu Shengwei bowed profoundly upon meeting him, “It really is kidney cancer, but luckily it was detected early. There’s a great chance of recovery.”

“It’s nothing much,” Feng Jun replied with a smile, “Then you’d better get treated quickly.”

Hu Shengwei gave a wry smile, “It might be nothing much to you, but for me, it’s a tremendously serious matter… Oh yes, I haven’t thanked you yet for treating my mother-in-law. Her condition has also improved greatly.”

As they were talking, Elder Peng ambled over.

(Early December, loudly calling for the monthly ticket guarantee.)

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