My husband Can Culti Chapter 113: I Can Cure Your Leg!

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: I Can Cure Your Leg!

"Master Wang, since you’re short on money, I can make you a business offer," Yang Qi said suddenly.

"Please speak, Mr. Yang!"

Although Yang Qi had rendered his painting worthless, Wang Nantian admired the young man’s abilities. Therefore, he wasn’t angry; on the contrary, he felt a certain respect.

"Could you sell

the pendant on your waist?" Yang Qi asked.

Wang Nantian was startled for a mont. He didn’t actually know the origin of the pendant himself. He had spent a million to buy it at an auction simply because he found it appealing. At the ti, many people said it wasn’t worth the price, that it was just a piece of jade worth a few dozen dollars.

And now Yang Qi has taken an interest in it. Could there be more to this stone?

"Mr. Yang, how much are you offering?" Wang Nantian asked.

"One billion. You won’t be at a loss," Yang Qi said nonchalantly.

One billion was basically all he had left. Any more, and he wouldn’t be able to afford it.

"What!"

Wang Nantian jumped in shock. He had expected Yang Qi to haggle, but instead, he nad such a high price that it frightened him.

"Mr. Yang, did I hear you correctly?" Wang Nantian was truly stunned, and Wang He was equally dumbfounded.

"You heard

correctly. One billion Dragon Coins, and that’s actually on the low side. To make sure you don’t lose out, I’ll throw in a treatnt for free," Yang Qi said with a smile. "I will heal your legs."

What!

This ti, the entire room was even more shocked.

"Mr. Yang, you can’t joke about my father’s legs," Wang He said, trying his best to suppress the anger in his voice.

"I’m not joking. If I say I can heal them, I can heal them." Yang Qi would not have made such a claim if he wasn’t completely confident.

Despite his confidence, no one there believed him except for Lin Qingxuan and Bai Yui.

Heal Wang Nantian’s legs? Is that even possible?

Wang Nantian’s legs had been crippled for ten years. During that ti, he had spared no effort consulting countless Doctors, experts in both Western and National dicine. He had traveled the globe, searching every corner of the world, but his legs remained uncured. How could anyone believe the words of a young man in his twenties?

"You’re exaggerating way too much!"

"Yeah, that’s so big talk."

"Kid, if you can really heal Master Wang’s legs, I bet he’d give you his entire fortune."

The people in the crowd muttered amongst themselves, but Yang Qi paid them no mind. He only looked at Wang Nantian, as the decision was ultimately his to make.

By now, Wang Nantian had recovered from his shock but was still imnsely excited, unable to calm himself.

If his legs were cured, the crisis facing the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall would be resolved. He wouldn’t need that much money anymore. With his power as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, few in the entire Jingnan Prefecture dared to provoke him. That was the terrifying power of a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Even the City Lord and Prefecture Master had to be wary of him; he could even participate in setting the rules for the Jingnan Prefecture. It was truly a terrifying level of influence. What was money? Just a number.

"Mr. Yang, this is no laughing matter. Please don’t get my hopes up for nothing," Wang Nantian said with a bitter smile.

He was terrified this was just a dream, that it wasn’t real.

"I told you, if I say it can be done, it can be done. I’m not joking," Yang Qi said, his tone casual as if it were nothing at all.

"Mr. Yang, perhaps you don’t understand. I’ve traveled the entire world and sought out countless famous doctors for these legs, but they have never been cured," Wang Nantian reiterated. After all, Yang Qi didn’t know his situation; he was probably just bragging.

"I’m not like them. If I make a move, you’ll be on your feet again soon," Yang Qi said nonchalantly.

"To be honest, I find that hard to believe." Wang Nantian shook his head with a bitter smile. "You’re too young. When you say things like that, I’m afraid everyone will think you’re just bluffing."

"Indeed! Even if Hua Tuo were alive today, he couldn’t cure it!"

"That’s right! The world’s top surgeons and neurologists couldn’t fix it when they worked together!"

"Kid, stop bragging!"

While the people around were all admonishing Yang Qi, Ye Lingyue and Zhao Xiong simply exchanged faint smiles. To them, the more these people offended Yang Qi, the more opportunities they had to curry favor with him.

"I’ll ask you one last ti: do you want the treatnt or not? If not, we can forget about it, and I can add more money to the offer." Yang Qi kept his gaze fixed on Wang Nantian, as only his opinion mattered.

Wang Nantian pondered for a long ti, then finally nodded. "I’ll take the treatnt! If you can truly heal my legs, sir, the pendant is yours for free. And from this day forward, you, sir, will be the great benefactor of , Wang Nantian!"

"Excellent! That’s all I needed to hear," Yang Qi said with a smile. "Wang He, bring a table over and have your father lie down on it."

"Alright!" Wang He nodded. He was still skeptical, but since his father had agreed, he had no grounds to object. He imdiately moved a table over and helped Wang Nantian lie down on it.

Yang Qi walked over and pressed on Wang Nantian’s legs in a few spots. He imdiately understood the root of the problem. Wang Nantian’s legs hadn’t been crippled by ordinary ans.

"Master Wang, your legs were crippled by a Martial Artist, weren’t they? Furthermore, the one who did it was likely a demonic Martial Artist, skilled in malevolent arts. Your legs have been infused with a sinister qi.

"Western dicine would be useless, as they wouldn’t even understand the cause. As for National dicine, only a practitioner who is also a Martial Arts Grandmaster could even begin to diagnose it. You should consider yourself lucky to have t ," Yang Qi stated coolly.

Initially, Wang Nantian had been skeptical, but after hearing Yang Qi’s analysis, he was utterly astonished. Everything Yang Qi said was correct.

"Hahaha, a demonic Martial Artist? Do you think this is a wuxia drama?" a man in the crowd mocked.

This man was Qian Sou, one of the twelve vice presidents of the Kang City Comrce Alliance. The Qian Family, to which he belonged, was an affiliated family of the Alliance—shareholders, in other words. They were a very well-known family in Kang City.

"Shut up! What do you know? Everything Mr. Yang said is true!" Wang Nantian snapped, glaring at Qian Sou.

Qian Sou was stunned for a mont. "You can’t be serious. You really think this wet-behind-the-ears kid is so legendary Divine Doctor? Aren’t you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?"

"City Lord Zhao, please clear the room. I don’t like people looking over my shoulder while I’m treating a patient," Yang Qi said calmly.

"Understood!" Zhao Xiong nodded. "Everyone, please clear out for now. Don’t disturb Mr. Yang."

Everyone present respected Zhao Xiong enough to comply. In the end, only Wang He, Zhao Xiong, Lin Qingxuan, Ye Qianqian, and Ye Lingyue were left on the Third Layer. Even Bai Yulan had gone out. Yang Qi didn’t ask this remaining group to leave, as they were either friends or people aware of his dical skills. There was no need to drive them away.

"Hmph! Kid, if you really have the ability to get him up and walking, I’ll give you my entire company!" Qian Sou said resentfully as he left.

Yang Qi ignored the idiot and began the treatnt. Though he was confident, he knew that curing Wang Nantian’s legs would be no easy task.