200: Chapter 200 The Miracle Doctor Descends the Mountain

In a study within the Tang Family.

An old man, with white hair, had eyes that were still strong and powerful.

He sat alone at a desk, which was piled high with medical books from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign.

“Alas~”

Tang Shihao sighed lightly, and his once spirited gaze immediately dimmed.

“I've searched through thousands of books! Is there really no cure?”

Tang Shihao was heartbroken.

It should have been him in that car!

The one who got into an accident should have been him, this old man!

He never expected that his Granddaughter, fearing his fatigue, would go out in his place.

As a result… she is now lying in a hospital bed… “It’s my fault… my fault…”

At this moment, he seemed to have aged several years, and the wrinkles on his face had deepened slightly.

“Knock, knock, knock~”

“Enter!”

The door opened, and a resolute, somewhat heroic-looking man in green robes walked in.

His face was a bit excited, as if he had encountered something good.

Tang Guohui walked briskly, his tone urgent: “Dad! I have good news! Someone has come to our house! He says he has a way to cure Wanxin!”

“What?!” Old Master Tang shot up, not showing any signs of age in his spirit, “Quickly invite him in!”

Although he had consulted all the famous doctors and searched through all the books.

He hadn't found a way to wake his Granddaughter.

But he refused to give up.

Even if there was just a glimmer of hope, he wanted his own Granddaughter to wake up!

“Dad! That person is already waiting in the living room!”

“Quickly prepare good tea!”

In the living room.

A man dressed in a white robe, with the three traditional Chinese characters ‘Juelian Sect’ embroidered in black on his chest.

The man had hair as black as ink, a lean face, yet he was full of spirit.

He had delicate features, with a hint of masculinity.

Xiao Ran sat on the solid wood sofa, carefully savoring the excellent Da Hong Pao tea.

This was his retro alias he had used before: Lin Yi, a disciple of a divine Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor.

His name, sect, master, and everything else were all fake; they wouldn't be able to find them anyway, with nowhere to verify.

It was easy to use.

As long as he wasn't reported for not having a medical license, there would naturally be no problem.

After waiting for a moment.

Tang Shihao, supported by his son, finally walked out.

But when he saw this so-called divine doctor, he was immediately dumbfounded.

Two words appeared in his mind.

Young! Unconventional!

At this age, he was more than young enough to be his grandson!

And then there was his attire; was he sure he wasn't a charlatan?

“Guohui, are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?” Tang Shihao looked at his son.

This so-called divine doctor seemed too unreliable!

Putting everything else aside, you should at least bring a medicine box!

Looking at him, alone and empty-handed, was he sure he wasn't here for a free meal?

Tang Guohui looked a bit troubled: “Uh… Dad, I don’t know either, he said he has a way.”

Originally, he had wanted to just kick him out.

However, this young man said that only he could save Tang Wanxin, and that if they missed this opportunity, there wouldn't be another.

After some internal struggle, he decided to let this divine doctor try.

“Forget it, let’s treat a dead horse as if it’s alive!” The old man shook his head.

Whether it works or not, talking about it doesn't count.

You only know after trying.

What if it works?

Tang Shihao’s back was slightly hunched, but his steps were somewhat spry.

Supported by Tang Guohui, he sat down opposite him and spoke with a serious expression:

“Young brother, do you really have a way to cure my Granddaughter?”

Xiao Ran slightly raised his eyes, picked up his teacup, and took a light sip: “Yes!”

The demeanor of a master still needed to be maintained.

Perhaps the higher your demeanor, the more others will believe you.

“Really?!” The Old Master’s gaze sharpened.

Xiao Ran looked straight ahead, nodding faintly: “Really.”

“Good!” Tang Shihao slapped the armrest, smiling like an old chrysanthemum, “As long as you can wake my Granddaughter, ten billion in consultation fees will be immediately presented!”

Watching the old man’s reaction, Xiao Ran smiled faintly and slowly said:

“Old Master Tang, treating a person in a vegetative state is a very complex matter, not something that can be achieved overnight. Moreover, I don’t want consultation fees; I have other requirements!”

He naturally wouldn't cure Tang Wanxin all at once.

He still needed to farm lifespan!

The emotional fluctuation of a person from despair to hope is very significant.

Tang Shihao furrowed his old brows, increasingly feeling that this young man was somewhat unreliable.

He hadn't even started treating her yet, and he was already talking about conditions!

“Young brother, isn’t it a bit too early to talk about conditions now?”

Xiao Ran shook his head slightly: “Old Master Tang, don’t be anxious yet. I can try first, and you can make a decision after you see the effect, how about that?”

With the system’s help, showing some treatment effect was a simple matter.

For example, restoring the sensation in a hand.

By then, when they saw the effect, they would naturally consider his conditions.

Tang Shihao pondered for a moment.

Try?

How to try?

What if something went wrong during the trial?

He looked up, his gaze somewhat sharp as he looked at Xiao Ran: “Do you have a medical license?”

“No.” Xiao Ran slowly shook his head.

Medical licenses had already hindered so much traditional culture.

But people nowadays placed great importance on it, and this was something that couldn’t be changed.

Sure enough, the Old Master’s expression immediately changed, “No medical license?”

Wasn't that even worse than many wandering quacks?

Xiao Ran naturally knew what he was thinking; having concerns was human nature, and he could understand.

To reassure the Old Master, he continued: “Old Master, don’t worry, you can watch from the side. I just need to massage a few times, and there will be an effect!”

Tang Shihao was somewhat indecisive.

But Tang Guohui was a bit anxious.

What if this really was his daughter’s only chance!

If he missed it, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life!

Thinking of this, he quickly spoke up: “Dad! Let him try! Give him a chance, and it’s also giving Wanxin a chance!”

“Give Wanxin a chance…” After several hesitations, Old Master Tang still agreed, “Then let’s try it!”

In the boudoir.

The Murong Sisters

A faint, unusual smell permeated the air.

The Murong Sisters had already tidied up Tang Wanxin’s body and were about to leave.

As soon as they opened the door, they saw their maternal grandfather and maternal uncle, along with a handsome man in ancient attire, standing at the doorway.

“Maternal Grandfather, Maternal Uncle!” The Sisters said in unison.

A trace of relief flashed in Tang Shihao’s eyes; he still had two such well-behaved maternal Granddaughters!

“A Lan, A Qing, we’ve found a doctor for Wanxin.” Tang Shihao pointed to Xiao Ran beside him.

“Doctor?” The Sisters looked at Xiao Ran with puzzled expressions.

He was a very handsome man, with a subtle sense of familiarity.

Although they didn't recognize his face, they both felt as if they had seen him somewhere before.

But they couldn't recall it at the moment.

“Hello, Doctor!” The Sisters nodded to him, then moved aside.

Xiao Ran felt a bit self-conscious from their gaze, thinking he might have exposed something.

Fortunately, they didn’t seem to suspect anything, so he also smiled and nodded to them: “Hello!”

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