Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 330: Stand Up_1

Chapter 330: Chapter 330: Stand Up_1

"If you can truly cure her, then I’ll admit defeat and won’t play any tricks!"

Zhu Xiuli said with certainty, "Of course! If you can’t cure her, it means you’ve lost!"

"My condition remains the same, you will come and be my bodyguard!"

"Hehe..." Mo Han chuckled lightly, which counted as an agreement.

He Chen, standing to one side, was clouded with confusion, not quite understanding what the two meant.

But his unconditional trust in Mo Han was strong; he knew Mister Mo would never harm Yumo, so he refrained from speaking out and instead gave his wife a firm look.

His eyes were filled with deep love, evident to anyone who saw.

At that moment, Zhao Yumo also lifted her head, her gaze meeting her husband’s—her face flushed with a burst of rosy color, embarrassed before the eyes of others, wondering why Ah Chen was looking at her so affectionately.

She simply turned her head away and nodded to Mo Han, saying, "Mister Mo, I trust you, how should I cooperate?"

"Just close your eyes and think of some happy things, like strolling around the mall with Brother He, or watching a movie."

"Or perhaps walking along the beach together, feeling the soft sand beneath your feet, sitting on a step among the coconut trees, watching the sunrise and sunset with Brother He."

Mo Han paused, then suddenly said with a laugh, "Hehe, or maybe even imagining, when you might have a little baby, a joyous family of three..."

Faces filled with longing, He Chen listened, dreaming of doing all these things with Yumo, but for Yumo, standing up, let alone lying down, was difficult.

As for children, he did not even dare to hope.

Ten years ago, Yumo had fallen from a building trying to save him, resulting in a miscarriage and damage to her womb. The doctor said that, unless through in-vitro fertilization, there was no other way.

From the initial hope, Zhao Yumo’s eyes gradually dimmed.

Being the only male in the Ah Chen family, how she wished to carry on the lineage for the He family, but with such a serious injury and a past miscarriage, the possibility was almost non-existent.

"Miss Zhao, people should have dreams; what if they come true?" Mo Han smiled mysteriously, lowering his voice, "I guarantee that after taking this half of the Qiankun Elixir, you will not only recover but will be able to walk as briskly as flying in no time."

"As for childbearing, you might want to find some time to see a doctor, hehe..."

Saying that, he took out the half Elixir and handed it to Zhao Yumo, "Miss Zhao, take it and then close your eyes to rest for half an hour."

"Okay." Zhao Yumo nodded, without hesitation, popping the remaining half of the Elixir into her mouth.

The Qiankun Elixir seemed somewhat bitter to the smell but was sweet and delicious once it entered the mouth.

The hall was now silent, everyone’s gaze resting on Zhao Yumo.

Especially the four patriarchs, their eyes were nearly popping out.

This Miss Zhao had been paralyzed for ten years, with severe damage to her spinal and lumbar nerves; if the Qiankun Elixir could cure her, it would indeed be divine!

Even the just recently treated Gui Nongsang, the old physician, was now watching Zhao Yumo intently.

Feeling the stare of many eyes, Zhao Yumo felt the pressure. She decided to follow Mo Han’s instruction, closed her eyes, and began to think of happy things.

As time ticked by, Zhao Yumo gradually drifted into dreamland.

In the dream, she saw a brand new Zhao Yumo.

Standing at five foot six with long, fair, and shapely legs, she could not only stand up but also move freely.

By her side, Ah Chen, dressed in a black suit, was still as handsome and attractive as ever.

Tick, tock, tick, tock...

The second hand of the clock ticked on.

All eyes were fixed on the sleeping Zhao Yumo; no one was more nervous and excited than He Chen.

He knew Mister Mo would not deceive him, but still, there was a faint worry in his heart.

A spinal and lumbar injury healing in thirty minutes seemed too fantastical to believe.

Most importantly, this time Mister Mo had not used his most skilled acupuncture technique, just a half piece of an Elixir.

In fact, Mo Han could have used the Zixiao Divine Needle for treatment, but to fully improve Zhao Yumo’s bodily functions would be too draining on his true qi, not as simple and efficient as using the Qiankun Elixir.

Zhu Xiuli had learned her lesson and remained silent until the allotted time had passed.

Mo Han was in the mood to tease her a bit, starting, "Miss Zhu, have you prepared your apology speech? If not, I can ghostwrite it for you, the fee is only 20,000 yuan, no credit allowed."

"You!"

Zhu Xiuli glared at him furiously but quickly turned her attention back to Zhao Yumo.

At this moment, Zhao Yumo continued to sleep, her eyes gently closed, her face full of sleepiness.

About two minutes later, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a familiar voice came to her ears, "Miss Zhao, how are you feeling?"

Hearing Mo Han’s voice, Zhao Yumo subconsciously opened her eyes, smiling slightly, she replied, "Very comfortable, thank you, Mister Mo."

"Don’t thank me just yet; try and see if you can stand up."

Mo Han smiled and said to He Chen, "Old He, what are you standing around for? Help your wife, she’s just recovering now, to stand and walk normally, she’ll need to get used to it."

Stand and walk normally?

He Chen was stunned, his movements several beats slower.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Zhao Yumo covered her face and exclaimed, "Mister Mo, can I... really stand up?"

"Hmm."

Mo Han nodded confidently, "With me involved, what’s there to be unsure of?"

"But, having not walked for ten years, suddenly standing and walking might be a bit precarious."

"Take it slowly and get used to the feeling, Old He, give it a try."

"Come on, Miss Zhao, stand up..."