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66: Godfather, please accept my greeting!
Approaching Li Ziming, Jiang Che extended his hand, and a row of silver needles, emanating a cold glint, appeared at his fingertips, captivating the soul.
Jiang Che channeled the true qi within his body, manipulating the needles with qi, causing them to emit a subtle tremor from time to time, which was particularly jarring in the silent hospital room.
“I am your brother-in-law, here to save your life.”
“Kid, relax a bit…”
Noticing Li Ziming’s terrified gaze, Jiang Che smiled slightly, offering a brief explanation before saying no more.
First, he used the Taiyi Divine Needles to fully activate the innate qi hidden within Li Ziming’s body that couldn’t be stimulated, then assisted with the Taiyi Divine Needles for treatment. With the Taiyi Divine Needles' ability to turn decay into wonder, curing Li Ziming’s persistent illness was simply a given.
Jiang Che’s movements were fluid and seamless, a sight to behold.
Before long, Li Ziming was pricked like a hedgehog by Jiang Che, with rows of silver needles inserted all over his body, from head to toe.
These silver needles seemed to have come alive, even while attached to Li Ziming’s body, they continued to emit faint trembling sounds from time to time.
At this moment, everyone in the hospital room held their breath, intently watching Jiang Che’s every move.
Chen Jiuren, that old fellow, even had his eyes shining, his breathing becoming somewhat rapid, and his body trembling slightly.
The older one gets, the more refined one becomes. Having diligently studied the art of medicine for decades, with extensive knowledge in both Chinese and Western medicine, Chen Jiuren naturally recognized the extraordinary nature of the needle technique Jiang Che was employing.
Even without knowing the name of this needle technique, Chen Jiuren clearly saw that Li Ziming's complexion had gradually changed from pale to rosy, and the data on the nearby instruments also showed that Li Ziming's various bodily functions were slowly recovering.
Upon witnessing this scene, not only was Chen Jiuren astonished, but the accompanying group of doctors were also completely dumbfounded, exchanging glances and seeing deep shock in each other’s eyes, their hearts stirring with waves of emotion.
If it weren't for the concern that speaking rashly at this moment would disturb Jiang Che, they would have already launched into a series of intense discussions.
It was simply that the scene before them was too unbelievable, too absurd.
Even though they witnessed it with their own eyes, it still felt incredibly unreal to them.
Everything indicated that this Young Master Jiang could truly cure this late-stage amyotrophic lateral sclerosis patient through traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture.
It was simply too outrageous!
Li Yanran also stared intently at Jiang Che’s every move, her beautiful eyes wide, not daring to miss a single detail. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her entire being was so excited that it was beyond words, with glistening tears beginning to well up in her eyes.
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Fifteen minutes later, once the innate qi had thoroughly permeated Li Ziming’s entire skin and bones, Jiang Che pricked Li Ziming’s fingertip, allowing the tainted blood to flow out, then collected all the silver needles inserted into him, and smiled faintly.
“Mission accomplished…”
“Brother-in-law, you have now fully recovered.”
Jiang Che naturally had no doubt about the capability of his God-level Medical Skill.
There was no need for various examinations; simply by observing Li Ziming’s facial features, he could conclude that the latter had fully recovered.
It must be said that treating people is truly hard work.
Especially when facing a terminally ill amyotrophic lateral sclerosis patient like Li Ziming, an enormous amount of true qi is required, and there can be no mistakes during the treatment process.
Although the process was somewhat arduous, the outcome was good after all.
Having put in the hard work, he would be able to completely win over Li Yanran, this peerless beauty, tonight.
“Holy crap!”
“I’m actually cured?”
After Jiang Che put away all the silver needles, Li Ziming finally felt the strength returning to his limbs. Startled, he sat upright on the hospital bed, letting out a strange cry, his face full of bewilderment.
Because he found that not only could he speak again and his bodily sensations had fully recovered, but the pain that had swept through his entire body gradually receded, and he even felt a long-lost sense of hunger.
Everything indicated that his body had indeed improved.
“You brat, why aren’t you thanking your brother-in-law yet!”
“If he hadn’t taken action, you wouldn’t have much longer to live!”
Li Yanran, who was originally filled with emotion and tears in her eyes, broke into a fit of laughter and exasperation the moment her unreliable younger brother spoke. She reached out and twisted Li Ziming’s ear, reminding him through gritted teeth.
Li Yanran did not refute Jiang Che’s self-proclaimed status as brother-in-law; she completely acquiesced.
According to their agreement, if Jiang Che cured her brother's persistent illness, she would become Jiang Che's woman.
After witnessing her brother's miraculous transformation, Li Yanran naturally kept her word.
She had already accepted this outcome back in the parking lot.
Li Yanran’s psychological aversion to men did not apply to her younger brother, so she naturally had no aversion to interacting with him.
“Sister is right!”
Li Ziming nodded gravely, pulled out the needle from the back of his hand, struggled to get up from the hospital bed, and then knelt down in front of Jiang Che with a thud.
“My righteous father above, please accept your child’s bow!”
“Speak properly!”
Li Yanran glared fiercely at Li Ziming and slapped the back of his head again.
“Ow~”
Li Ziming dared not retort and indeed conceded. No matter how beautiful his sister was, in his eyes, she was no different from a tigress.
Moreover, he had witnessed his sister’s meticulous care for him over the past three years. Li Ziming was no longer a child and was naturally extremely grateful.
If it weren't for his sister raising him, he would probably have starved to death on the streets and wouldn't have survived to this day of being cured.
“Thank you, brother-in-law, for curing my incurable disease. Your younger brother wishes you and sister a harmonious hundred years, early birth of noble children, eternal immersion in love, eight babies in one birth, many children and grandchildren, and shared family bliss…”
Li Ziming followed his sister to Linjiang City before finishing junior high school, and he didn't continue his studies afterward. He also hadn't spoken for nearly two years, so he seemed a bit incoherent.
Hearing her brother’s increasingly outlandish remarks, Li Yanran’s pretty face flushed slightly, and her skin also took on a faint pink hue. She felt both embarrassed and shy inside.
Her unreliable younger brother was indeed still so uninhibited.
She and Jiang Che hadn't even done anything intimate, so where would the many children and grandchildren come from?
And eight babies in one birth? This scoundrel brother wanted to exhaust her to death?
“Get up.”
“We are all family, no need for formalities.”
Jiang Che reached out and helped Li Ziming up, finding it somewhat amusing.
He wanted to acknowledge him as his godfather without a word?
It must be said, his younger brother-in-law was truly unique.
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After Li Ziming was surrounded and accompanied by a group of doctors for various examinations, only Jiang Che and Li Yanran remained in the hospital room.
“Young Master Jiang, thank you very much!”
Li Yanran took a deep breath, her face beaming with an overflowing smile, and she bowed slightly, directly giving Jiang Che a deep bow, feeling boundless gratitude in her heart.
[Li Yanran is deeply grateful to you, Emotional Value +6666…]
[Li Yanran is deeply moved, Emotional Value +3344…]