Meng Wuyou was completely relieved when he heard Jiang Chen's words.
Since Jiang Chen said he couldn't die, then he couldn't die.
Not only did he not feel that the other party's tone was arrogant, but he was actually a little surprised.
If something happened to his father, the entire Meng family would definitely become chaotic.
"snort!"
The young man in the white coat snorted again, looking a little unhappy.
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When he said this, everyone could hear the sarcasm in his tone.
Jiang Chen didn't take it to heart. He had already taken out the silver needle and then sat by the bed, but he had no intention of applying the needle immediately.
Seeing this, Meng Wuyou suddenly became nervous and asked cautiously: "Mr. Jiang, is there any problem?"
"There are two treatment options now, you choose one!"
"First, I can keep the old man alive for three years, but during these three years, he can only lie in bed and cannot go anywhere!"
"But talking and stuff like that won't be a problem."
"Second, let him be like a normal person, but only have a lifespan of one year. After all, he is old and all the organs in his body have begun to age. No matter how good my medical skills are, I can't extend his lifespan."
"So, think about it for yourself, should you let him live for three years or one year?"
One year, he is a normal person.
Three years, but I need to stay in bed.
In fact, Meng Wuyou was more inclined to let the old man live for one year.
In one year, his father was able to handle the entire Meng Group's affairs.
After three years, my father would be unable to do anything except speak.
However, once he spoke about one year, others might say that he was unfilial and unwilling to let his father live a few more years, so he became a little entangled.
After a while, he looked at Meng Kui and Meng Huaian.
Meng Huaian knew that his eldest brother wanted to ask for their opinions, so he said directly: "Lying for three years is a kind of pain for anyone. In my opinion, let my father live like a normal person!"
"I think the same way!" Meng Kui also agreed.
After hearing what these two people said, Meng Wuyou became more confident and said directly to Jiang Chen: "I hope the old man can live like a normal person, so I won't bother Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Chen nodded slightly, no longer hesitated, and began to give the old man acupuncture.
"Mysterious!" A man in a white coat couldn't help but shook his head slightly.
They knew very well what the old man's condition was. They even used rescue equipment, but they couldn't revive the old man. Now this little Taoist priest can revive the old man with just a few silver needles. It's nothing more than a dream.
Everyone in the room was staring at Jiang Chen, but the movements of Jiang Chen's hands were not slow at all, and the silver needles fell on the old man's body one by one as he waved.
Seeing this scene, several people in white coats were a little surprised.
Even some veteran Chinese medicine practitioners couldn't do what the other party did.
These people often interact with Chinese medicine practitioners, especially those capable old Chinese medicine doctors, some of whom are their seniors. Even if they look down on Chinese medicine doctors, they don't dare to look down on those old people.
"Isn't he telling lies?" Someone secretly thought.
Jiang Chen naturally didn't pay attention to what these people were thinking. He applied the needles very quickly. Before long, the old man's body was covered with dense silver needles, which looked a bit shocking.
Then, he poured out a pill from one of the small bottles. The pill was very small, about the size of a raisin.
With the pill in his hand, he opened the old man's mouth, put the pill into the old man's mouth, and then waited quietly.
One minute……
five minutes.
In the blink of an eye, ten minutes have passed.
This made those in white coats almost couldn't help but sneered.
They just said, where in the world can such powerful medical skills be found?
How can a little Taoist priest just give a few injections and a pill from who knows where to cure a problem that none of them can solve?
"That Mr. Jiang..." Even Meng Wuyou, who believed in Jiang Chen, began to waver.
Could it be that this guy is just a big talker?
But he had seen it with his own eyes that Meng Siyu could stand up!
There were several witnesses to Meng Yingying’s case.
Jiang Chen knew what he wanted to ask and said directly: "Get ready to transfer the money! The old man will wake up soon!"
"But..." Meng Wuyou glanced at the motionless old man, thinking that he didn't look like he was about to wake up!
Jiang Chen took out his cell phone and looked at the time.
There are two text messages on it, and you can tell at a glance that they are from Chang Wen.
Chang Wen asked him when he would go back, and the food had been prepared for him.
Jiang Chen replied slowly to the text message, and then looked at Mr. Meng.
Meng Wuyou and Meng Kui looked at Jiang Chen extremely nervously.
At this moment, Jiang Chen suddenly shouted: "Wake up!"
The sound was loud and deafening.
As his drink ended, Mr. Meng, who had been motionless, suddenly stood up from the bed, opened his eyes, and breathed heavily.
Jiang Chen didn't wait for everyone to react, and already put away all the silver needles with a wave of his hand.
The old man suddenly stood up, startling everyone.
"I, what's wrong with me?" Meng Ting'an glanced at Meng Wuyou and others in confusion, and asked aloud.
Why did he feel like he had slept for a long, long time?
"Dad, you're awake!" Meng Wuyou said in great surprise.
Meng Ting'an said: "What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like I've been sleeping for a long time? By the way..."
He finally remembered something.
He is sick.
A few days ago, he woke up once in a daze, and then asked his granddaughter to find Master Xuanming for him...
He didn't remember what happened after that.
"Remember what you promised me. This is my card number. I must receive the money before twelve o'clock tonight. Otherwise, I can save people, but I can also kill people!" Jiang Chen walked to Meng Wuyou's side.
, approached Meng Wuyou and whispered, while handing a note to Meng Wuyou.
For some reason, Meng Wuyou shuddered inexplicably when he heard Jiang Chen's words.
Jiang Chen ignored Meng Wuyou and left the scene.
At this time, everyone in the room was stunned, with incredible expressions on their faces.
Especially those in white coats, they wanted to dig their eyes out.
Meng Ting'an, is it really better?
The thinking is also very clear.
When they saw Meng Ting'an stand up, each of them was convinced that the old man was really well.
"Hey, who is that? Didn't you say before that if the old man could wake up, you would kowtow to Jiang Chen and apologize?" Meng Sining suddenly spoke up and looked at the young man in the white coat with a smile.
When the young doctor heard this, his cheeks became extremely red, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.