Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 419: How About Letting Me Try?

Chapter 419: Chapter 419: How About Letting Me Try?

At that moment, the famous doctors around them had already regarded Zhu Kun as a hero—their lifeline.

"To be able to write such a paper, Doctor Zhu is truly the number one person under the Divine Doctor!"

"In this round of the four great masters, Doctor Zhu’s name must surely be included!"

"Please, Doctor Zhu, make your move!"

"We implore Doctor Zhu to demonstrate his divine skills and enlighten us all!"

The crowd spared no compliments, desperately praising Zhu Kun, almost elevating him to the heavens.

But the higher the crowd lifted him, the bitterer Zhu Kun’s heart became.

Only now did he finally understand the words Chen Xuan had told him before.

Chen Xuan had said that with his ability, he simply couldn’t withstand the impact this paper would bring!

Zhu Kun hadn’t taken it seriously before, but at this moment, he truly realized it.

Seeing that Zhu Kun made no move for a long time, Wan Hongtian grew impatient and urged him, "What are you standing there for, not hurrying to treat my son?"

Zhu Kun’s face showed cowardice, "Heaven... Lord Heaven, your... your son’s illness, I... I’m afraid I can’t cure it..."

"What?!" Wan Hongtian’s face instantly turned, his murderous intent laid bare.

Without another word, he took a handgun and pressed it right against Zhu Kun’s forehead, "Say that again, I dare you!"

Zhu Kun, who had never experienced such a scene, was terrified and collapsed to his knees with a thud, "Don’t kill me! Lord Heaven, spare my life! Lord Heaven, please spare me!!"

Wan Hongtian’s expression was dark and menacing, "If you want to live, cure my son’s illness, otherwise, I’ll end your life right now!"

The people around them were also somewhat baffled.

"Doctor Zhu, the patient’s symptoms are the exact match with what’s mentioned in your paper, why don’t you want to make a move?"

"Yes, Doctor Zhu, with your medical skills, isn’t curing such an ailment just a matter of course?"

"Doctor Zhu, there’s no need for modesty at this time, please quickly take action!"

The onlookers chimed in one after another, leaving Zhu Kun no dignity.

Wan Hongtian once again coerced with the gun, "I’ll give you three more seconds to treat my son, or you’re dead!"

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three..."

At the same time as the word "three" was spoken, Zhu Kun’s psyche collapsed completely, he could no longer bear it and shouted, "Lord Heaven, have mercy, it’s not that I don’t want to cure him, it’s that I truly have no ability to do so!"

Wan Hongtian’s face turned icy, "What do you mean?"

Left with no other choice at this point, Zhu Kun had to admit the truth, "That... that paper, it wasn’t actually written by me, I stole it from someone else..."

"What?!" The scene erupted into uproar.

That paper had been revered as a masterpiece by these famous doctors, and its author had also been regarded as an extraordinary genius by them.

But never in their wildest dreams did they imagine such an outcome!

Wan Hongtian was filled with reluctance, "You think I’d believe your words?!"

Zhu Kun hurriedly said, "Lord Heaven, everything I said is true! To be honest, I don’t even know how to use moxibustion needles, how could I possibly write such an advanced paper? Please, you must believe me!"

Zhu Kun was earnest and sincere, and this time Wan Hongtian thoroughly believed him.

As did the people around them, and what followed was their anger.

"As a doctor, to actually steal someone else’s paper, that’s utterly despicable!"

"Someone like you doesn’t deserve to be a doctor at all, you’ve brought disgrace upon all of us!"

"You’d better just get out of the medical field, to associate with someone like you is nothing but a humiliation for us!"

"Zhu Kun out of the medical field! Zhu Kun out of the medical field!"

Filled with righteous indignation, the crowd started to shout angrily.

For a moment, Zhu Kun became the rat crossing the street, chased and beaten by everyone.

Zhu Kun’s face was filled with sorrow, like a man who had lost everything.

He knew that this time, it wasn’t just about competing for the title of one of the four great masters; it was a question of whether he could even stay in the hospital any longer.

Wan Hongtian was also completely furious.

He had originally regarded Zhu Kun as his greatest hope for curing his son, only to find that the man was nothing but an embroidered pillow!

This was simply an insult to his intelligence!

"You scum, daring to deceive even me, go to hell!"

As Wan Hongtian spoke, he was about to pull the trigger.

"No! Don’t kill me! Mommy, waaa..." Zhu Kun cried out in fear, his pants soaking wet.

The hearts of everyone around were also lifted to their throats.

Were they really about to watch a living person die before their eyes?

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Your son’s illness is easy to cure, why don’t you let me try?"

Upon these words, the originally noisy scene instantly quieted down.

Even Wan Hongtian stopped what he was doing.

Everyone turned toward the direction of the voice, only to see a lean figure slowly emerging from the crowd.

"Chen Xuan?!" Song Qiuhuan was stunned.

When the crowd saw that the person stepping forward was the madman who claimed to be the chief instructor but was actually just an intern, they were instantly disappointed.

In their eyes, the man before them was simply seeking attention.

After all, if he could brag about being the chief instructor, what else wouldn’t he do?

However, upon seeing Chen Xuan, Zhu Kun shouted as if he had seen a lifeline: "It’s him! He is the real author of that paper! Mr. Tian, he can surely cure your son’s illness. If you’re looking for someone, look for him!"

Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

So the madman who impersonated the chief instructor was actually the real author of the paper?

But could someone who had written such a masterpiece really be a madman?

After hearing Zhu Kun’s words, Wan Hongtian’s face also showed a trace of astonishment.

He kicked Zhu Kun in the face, knocking him out cold.

Then he turned his gaze to Chen Xuan.

"Did you really write that paper?" Wan Hongtian asked.

Chen Xuan nodded, "Guaranteed genuine!"

Wan Hongtian: "Can you really cure my son’s illness?"

Chen Xuan gave a faint smile, "As easy as flipping my hand!"

The crowd erupted once again.

Disorder of the tendons and bones like hemp!

This had been considered an incurable disease by all present, yet he dared say it was as easy as flipping his hand?

Wasn’t this boast a bit too excessive?

Wan Hongtian snorted coldly, "Boy, I’m warning you, don’t try to fool me, or I’ll take your life immediately!"

Chen Xuan had already taken out the Silver Needle, "Don’t worry, you’ll soon know whether I have the ability or not..."

As he spoke, the Silver Needles in Chen Xuan’s hands were already launched, and more than a dozen needles were simultaneously inserted into several acupoints on Wan Jun’s body.

The crowd was amazed. To release more than a dozen needles at once, this skill was not something an ordinary doctor could manage!

The next moment, those dozen Silver Needles started to vibrate together.

"Acupoint Resonance?!" This move further shocked the onlookers into exclamations.

Even Wan Hongtian had his eyes wide with surprise, seeing hope.

At that moment, on the stretcher, Wan Jun, who had been in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, jerked up like a reanimated corpse, and sat up straight.

"Did... did it work?!"

The crowd was astonished beyond belief.

What was considered an untreatable terminal illness to them, the young man cured in just a matter of seconds.

Such medical skills were simply unheard of!

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