Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 331: Miss Tang, this is your _1

Chapter 331: Chapter 331: Miss Tang, this is your _1

While speaking, Mo Han forcefully pushed He Chen.

He Chen hurriedly stepped forward and carefully helped Zhao Yumo up from the couch.

Zhao Yumo straightened her body and felt a sudden strength in her spine; placing her hands on the couch’s armrests and leveraging her waist and He Chen’s support, she suddenly stood up.

"I’m standing up? Am I really standing up?"

Zhao Yumo, overwhelmed with emotion, grasped He Chen’s hands, and hot tears fell like beads.

For ten years, she had lain in a coma, a full decade!

She had thought she would never wake up, but Mister Mo’s single silver needle had pulled her back from the endless darkness.

Even though she had escaped death, when she looked at her crippled legs and body that couldn’t straighten, she still felt a profound sadness.

Dragging this broken body, she would only become a burden to Ah Chen...

"Yes! You’re standing up! You’re standing up!"

The excitement in He Chen’s heart was no less than Zhao Yumo’s; holding back his tears, he supported his wife, "Come, I’ll help you walk a few more steps."

"Slow down, step out with your left foot first, then the right foot..."

Zhao Yumo nodded, and together, the two walked, limping step by step.

This scene, witnessed by everyone, was a mix of emotions.

Some cried tears of joy, while others watched with envy.

Wen Biyu knew He Chen’s story; it was precisely because she saw the depth of He Chen’s affection that she had agreed on behalf of the Wen Family to take him in.

Therefore, seeing He Chen and Zhao Yumo reunited, tears streamed down her face.

Zhou Yutong didn’t know much about their story, but Tang Chuchu did, and she briefly explained it to her, prompting tears to flood Zhou Yutong’s eyes like a breached dam.

Several patriarchs sighed.

As the four most powerful figures in Jiangling City, they knew He Chen quite well.

This man indeed had some abilities; in just a few short years, he had risen from a lackey to an underworld boss all on his own. He was steadfast and deeply devoted. For his fiancée, he had not only remained unmarried for ten years but hadn’t even kept a close female companion by his side - they indeed found this admirable.

Moreover, his luck was also quite good, having made an acquaintance with Mister Mo. Judging by Mister Mo’s address to him, their relationship seemed rather good.

Watching Zhao Yumo’s progress from initially walking with light steps to gradually gaining speed, and even managing to jog a bit towards the end, everyone was astonished. This Qiankun Elixir was too miraculous, wasn’t it?

"Gurgle..."

Zhu Xiuli was at a loss for words; if before she had suspected Gui Nongsang, the old man, to be a hired actor, then this time, Zhao Yumo was definitely a patient with serious issues she had personally examined.

In her judgment, Zhao Yumo had severe spinal nerve damage and muscle atrophy in her calves; she should not have been able to stand, much less walk and run as she was doing now.

At that moment, she felt her years of medical beliefs crumbling.

How could such a miracle elixir that could repair nerves in thirty minutes possibly exist in this world?

Not giving up, Zhu Xiuli hurriedly approached, "Miss Zhao, may I examine you again?"

"Huh?" He Chen turned back with displeasure, his cold gaze fixed on her, "What did you say?"

He was the absolute boss of Jiangling’s underworld, with no shortage of blood on his hands. When he spoke, his face was cold and his eyes sharp.

Zhu Xiuli, a young lady who had returned from overseas, had never encountered someone with He Chen’s fierce demeanor.

She sought help with a glance at her grandfather, but Zhu Wenjin shook his head. He wasn’t afraid of He Chen, but at this moment, if he stood up for his granddaughter, it would be no different than throwing the Zhu Family and himself into the fire.

Then Zhao Yumo turned her head and spoke up, "Ah Chen, watch your words. If Miss Zhu wants to examine me, let her do it."

"After all, she has made a bet with Mister Mo..."

As she spoke, Zhao Yumo sat back down on the sofa and said calmly, "Miss Zhu, please go ahead!"

Zhu Xiuli was smart; she naturally understood that Zhao Yumo was forcing her to keep her promise by saying this at this time.

With no choice left, Zhu Xiuli could only step forward to examine her. She felt Zhao Yumo’s spine, lumbar, and calves, and her sense of shock grew with each second.

"Impossible! She really has recovered! How could this be, just a moment ago it was clearly..."

Seeing Zhu Xiuli’s expression, Mo Han knew she had lost. He smiled slightly, "Miss Zhu, please get ready. In two days, I want to see your public apology on various social media platforms!"

After speaking, he took out the White Jade Vase and removed another elixir, turning to Tang Guowei to say, "Old Tang, this Qiankun Elixir is for you."

"Half of it will suffice for your injuries to recover. Use it just as before. The other half, you can store in a jade vase. If you ever suffer a serious illness or injury, this half can save your life."

"How embarrassing, hee hee..."

Old Tang, though saying he was embarrassed, was already eagerly approaching to carefully accept the Qiankun Elixir.

Looking at the Qiankun Elixir in his hands, Tang Guowei sparkled with excitement. With just half, he could be healed, and the remaining half would ensure his life was safe.

If possible, he would have loved to shout with excitement right then.

Zhu Xiuli was dumbfounded. After being humiliated, Mo Han was distributing the medicine; everyone else had received theirs, only the Zhu Family did not. This visit was also meant to be a lesson for the Zhu Family; Old Tang had already presented a check for three hundred million.

"Miss Tang, this Qiankun Elixir is for you."

At that moment, Mo Han took out another elixir and said, "I must thank Miss Tang for her righteous rescue last time at Renkang Hospital. Keep this Qiankun Elixir safe; it can save your life at a crucial moment!"