I don’t think Long Xiaoshan can really cure him.
He has a terminal illness.
However, Ye Zhentian likes Long Xiaoshan's attitude of not fearing the powerful. Moreover, Long Xiaoshan is also a descendant of ancient martial arts. He thinks that he only has a few months to live at most.
Being able to make friends with a descendant of ancient martial arts will also be of great benefit to the future of the Ye family.
The successor of ancient martial arts is not a big cabbage.
You can encounter it anywhere.
Thinking of this, he glared at Ye Feng and said: "What's your attitude? I want to treat my illness, but you still show your face and leave me what you can. Brother, show me what I have got."
Sickness? If I can see it correctly, I would also trouble me to treat it, haha."
Ye Zhentian laughed heartily.
He calls me brother, and doesn't mind at all that Long Xiaoshan is old enough to be his grandson.
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Ye's disease is liver cancer, and it has spread in the late stage. If you follow the conventional treatment, it is impossible to live for more than three months."
Ye Zhentian was shocked.
What Long Xiaoshan said was actually accurate.
Even how long he can live is the same as what a famous doctor in the capital said.
And this was just the result of Long Xiaoshan's glance, without even taking a pulse.
"Do you really have a way to cure my father's disease? If you can cure it, I can promise you anything."
Ye Feng stood up hurriedly at this time.
Long Xiaoshan was able to explain the condition accurately, which showed that he was very good at it. He knew the condition well and said it could be cured, which made Ye Feng feel hopeful and urged him to do it.
Long Xiaoshan glanced at Ye Feng coldly.
To be honest, he didn't like Ye Feng's changes in attitude very much.
"Shut up." Ye Zhentian slapped the table and glared: "Don't bring your officialdom tricks here and make me laugh. My son has been utilitarian and pedantic since he was a child.
He's not like me, so don't worry about him. It's a pleasure to meet such an expert today."
Ye Feng's face was red and he didn't know what to say.
Long Xiaoshan spoke: "Without further delay, Mr. Ye, let's start now."
"Okay!" Ye Zhentian said happily.
However, both Ye Feng and Huang Hu who were standing at the door moved their lips, as if they wanted to say something.
But he was directly interrupted by Ye Zhentian's eyes.
"Brother, how should I treat it?"
"Mr. Ye, just take off your shirt."
Ye Zhentian nodded and took off his clothes directly, revealing his upper body with many scars and traces of several bullet holes.
Long Xiaoshan squinted his eyes and looked at it, then pressed on Ye Zhentian's lumbar area and said, "Mr. Ye, you must have a bullet left in it."
"Yes, during the Vietnam War, the little devil was left in the body." Mr. Ye said.
"Your liver cancer is related to this bullet. Because the bullet stayed inside and was not taken out, the toxins inside eroded it over the years and turned into cancer."
"My brother has really good eyesight. The doctor said so too, but my bullet is stuck in a key part. No one dares to remove it because it is too difficult. Once it is removed, it will damage the nerves and cause paralysis immediately."
"Others can't take it out, but I can." Long Xiaoshan said proudly.
Mr. Ye's eyes narrowed.
To be honest, he was a little hesitant.
If he doesn't take it, he still has a few months to live.
If it had been removed, he might be paralyzed now.
However, after seeing Long Xiaoshan's indifferent and aloof look, Ye Zhentian clenched his fists and said, "Okay, do you want an operating room? I will arrange it."
Long Xiaoshan shook his head, picked up a knife on the table and said, "You can do it now."
"This is nonsense." Ye Feng couldn't help but stood up and shouted.
Long Xiaoshan stood up without changing his expression and walked towards the door without any hesitation.
Just when Long Xiaoshan walked to the door.
Huang Hu stretched out his hand to stop Long Xiaoshan.
"You are no match for me, get out of the way." Long Xiaoshan's eyes were cold.
Huang Hu's eyes suddenly shrank. At that moment, he, the king of hundreds of battles, felt as cold as if he had fallen into a cold cave. Could this be the true face of this young farmer-like young man in front of him?
Huang Hu gritted his teeth.
Although he didn't have any confidence, he couldn't move if the leader didn't speak.
"Huang Hu, stand down." Ye Zhentian stood up and said, "Brother Long, I leave this life to you."
Ye Zhentian also took the risk.
Anyway, I only have a few months to live.
It's better to give it a try. It's not always possible to meet an expert.
"Dad." Ye Feng shouted, "This is too childish."
"Okay, step back. I was still afraid of this knife even though there was a hail of bullets." Ye Zhentian said domineeringly.
"good!"
Appreciation also flashed in Long Xiaoshan's eyes: "Just what you said to Mr. Ye, I guarantee you, Mr. Ye, can live for another twenty years."
"Thank you for your good words, brother."
Ye Zhentian laughed loudly.
Long Xiaoshan walked back to Ye Zhentian, asked Ye Zhentian to lie down on a chair, took out the life-and-death needle on his middle finger, and stuck a needle near Ye Zhentian's spine. Then he picked up the knife, disinfected it with Zhenqi, and without hesitation
Make a stroke on it.
Blood immediately gushes out.
Ye Feng was so nervous that his whole face turned pale, and he wanted to rush forward, but he was afraid that going up at this time would affect Long Xiaoshan even more.
He secretly thought that if something went wrong with his father, even if Long Xiaoshan was a descendant of some ancient martial arts, he would have to use the power of the Ye family to kill him.
Of course Long Xiaoshan doesn't care what Ye Feng thinks.
After slicing open Ye Zhentian's skin, he stretched out his hand and pressed it near the knife edge. Infuriating energy poured in to protect the tiny nerves and blood vessels, and then used infuriating energy to peel off the nerves bonded to the bullet.
A few minutes later, the bullet had been stripped off.
Long Xiaoshan exhaled his anger.
puff!
A bloody bullet flew out of Ye Zhentian's body.
Long Xiaoshan grabbed the bullet with his left hand and threw it on a dinner plate.
Then, he moved his hands like butterflies through flowers, and under the action of the golden needles, the blood quickly stopped.
Under the continuous catalysis of true energy, the wounds are also healing quickly.
Ye Feng and others felt like they saw a miracle.
After about ten minutes, the wound had closed.
Long Xiaoshan said: "Mr. Ye, you can get up."
Ye Zhentian sat up in a daze and said, "That's good."
He didn't even feel pain just now.
Long Xiaoshan took the dinner plate with the bullets on it and said, "Mr. Ye, let's see for yourself."
Ye Zhentian looked at the bullet with a trace of horror on his face.
This young man is so awesome.
Even the famous doctors did not dare to take action on this bullet, which remained in the body for decades. Long Xiaoshan took a table knife and solved it in a few minutes.
"Mr. Ye, now I am going to start treating your cancer. You sit tight."
Long Xiaoshan said.
"Okay." Ye Zhentian quickly sat up straight.
Long Xiaoshan twisted the needle of life and death, with a flash of silver in his eyes, and stabbed it into Ye Zhentian's ribs.
