"In the future, such incidents should never occur again. If they do, no one else needs to take action, as I will personally handle it for Qian." Elder Mr. Ma said tiredly.
"Thank you, Uncle Ma!"
Upon hearing the affirmative response from Elder Mr. Ma, Qian Fuchen’s eyes imdiately showed a flash of excitent. He knelt down vigorously before Elder Mr. Ma and kowtowed three tis.
No one could know how excited and overjoyed he was at that mont!
He knew that with these words from Elder Mr. Ma, the Qian Family had narrowly escaped a great disaster and was essentially safe!
The Qian Family had not been ruined by his own hands; it had not completely perished by his own hands!
Preserving the Qian Family was his only dying wish before his death. If the Qian Family were really destroyed by his hands, he wouldn’t know how to face his father or the ancestors of the Qian Family in the Netherworld in the not-too-distant future.
As for other matters, like the prosperity of the Qian Family and such, he couldn’t care less about them anymore. After this incident, he realized even more deeply that not everything could be as he wished. When he was alive, he couldn’t control the younger generations, who might inadvertently cause such a large-scale disaster; how could he possibly do so after his death?
Children and grandchildren will forge their own paths, and he no longer wanted to worry about future generations.
He had truly not expected that Elder Mr. Ma would really agree to his request. When he had co here, it was only with a sliver of hope, treating Elder Mr. Ma as the last straw he must grasp at no matter what.
After all, he hadn’t reached out or contacted him for so many years.
Although he had vaguely heard his father prattling with pride in his later years about his friendship with Elder Mr. Ma, he didn’t actually know the specifics. Moreover, so many years had passed, and Elder Mr. Ma had long beco a legend, a central pillar in the military, while his father had retired discreetly back to D City after those war-torn years.
In such circumstances, he was already very grateful that Elder Mr. Ma gave him an opportunity to et, instead of refusing outright. Even if Elder Mr. Ma had decided to refuse this ti, he would have had no complaints.
After all, what he faced now was not a trivial character, nor was it a trivial matter like finding a job that Elder Mr. Ma could solve with a re word. It involved the Great Clans, and even Elder Mr. Ma had to be sowhat cautious when dealing with them.
It took him a while to regain his composure, his voice sowhat choked as he said, "Please rest assured, Uncle Ma, there will absolutely not be a next ti. When I return ho, I will definitely discipline those juniors strictly. It’s just that I’m afraid I won’t know if heaven will give another chance to discipline them properly."
"Ah... that’s good then."
Elder Mr. Ma sighed lightly, raised his eyes to look at the extrely pale, emaciated Qian Fuchen, and frowned, "What’s wrong with your health?"
"Liver disease."
A hint of sadness flashed through Qian Fuchen’s eyes, but it was only a mont before he replied to the elder with a light, breezy smile.
"My older brother’s health has been very poor for many years. Recently, the doctor said he might not last the year. Therefore, he has been busy managing the family business and has neglected disciplining the children."
Qian Fuyu’s eyes were incredibly bitter as he glanced at Qian Fuchen; despite the latter’s glance of disapproval, he added softly.
"Is it that serious?"
Upon hearing Qian Fuyu’s words, the expressions on both Elder Mr. Ma and Mr. Ma’s faces changed slightly, their gazes toward Qian Fuchen filled with sympathy.
"Maybe it’s not that serious. Doctors always tend to give the worst-case scenario, and besides, what the doctors say isn’t always accurate, haha."
Qian Fuchen darted a sowhat displeased glance at Qian Fuyu, and with a relaxed smile, he reassured them.
"Is there really no other way?"
Elder Mr. Ma looked at Qian Fuchen, whose complexion was sallow and eyes were yellowing, his whole deanor extrely dim, and a trace of compassion flashed across his face. Although he was long accustod to parting from life and death, it was still disheartening to hear that this first-ti acquaintance, at such a young age, was already withering away.
"There probably isn’t. Not to hide it from you, Uncle Ma, our family does have so ans, and over the years, we have traveled across the country consulting with various famous doctors. Sadly, none could help. Previously, he was even treated by the Divine Doctor here, and even the Divine Doctor couldn’t help. It’s likely there’s nothing that can be done."
Qian Fuchen’s eyes also glimred with a trace of reluctance to let go of life, dimming slightly, but soon, he smiled again, saying, "But you don’t need to worry about , Uncle Ma. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural laws of life. Over the years, I’ve co to terms with it."
"For one so young to see things so clearly is truly open-minded."
Listening to Qian Fuchen’s words, Elder Mr. Ma’s eyes revealed a hint of approval. He slightly nodded in agreent, noting that Qian Fuchen’s openness and courage indeed bore a resemblance to that of his old comrades in arms. It seed that he was not only similar in appearance but also in disposition.
"Hehe, thank you, Uncle Ma, for the praise. I am flattered and only feel compelled by the circumstances,"
Qian Fuchen responded with a bitter smile.
In fact, if one could choose to live, who would wish to die? In his view, becoming accustod to life and death was rely a form of self-consolation and a release for one’s own heart, especially at his age and with his experiences.
"Perhaps, you are not truly out of options yet. There might still be soone who can help."
Elder Mr. Ma silently nodded, then glanced at his son opposite him, and suddenly spoke up.
The mont his father’s eyes t his, Mr. Ma instantly understood who Elder Mr. Ma was referring to, and his expression subtly changed.
"Who?"
Startled by Elder Mr. Ma’s words, Qian Fuchen instinctively raised his head and asked.
Qian Fuyu also abruptly looked up, his face carrying a sliver of hope. Given Elder Mr. Ma’s status, it was possible he knew so special Divine Doctor that his older brother had not t or had the chance to visit.
"There is a Little Divine Doctor. You have searched the entire nation, visiting those useless old doctors; there is a young Divine Doctor in G City you surely have not t."
Elder Mr. Ma thought of Xiao Yi, and a smile of admiration involuntarily appeared on his face as he proudly looked at Qian Fuchen and said.
"Little Divine Doctor? In our G City? I wonder, Uncle Ma, whom are you referring to?"
Seeing the expression on Elder Mr. Ma’s face, Qian Fuchen’s eyes showed a hint of surprise. He thought about how Elder Mr. Ma had traveled all the way from Glass City to the Provincial People’s Hospital, and it suddenly occurred to him—could there truly be an unknown Divine Doctor at the People’s Hospital?
But that made no sense. Apart from Elder An, who else could there be?
Moreover, even if he did not know, Elder An worked here and would undoubtedly have recomnded him; even the last impostor he knew about had been warmly recomnded to him.
"That person is Xiao Yi!"
Elder Mr. Ma slightly smiled as he pronounced Xiao Yi’s na and added with a hint of pride, "See, you haven’t heard of him, have you?"
"Ah?"
As soon as Elder Mr. Ma finished speaking, Qian Fuchen’s mind buzzed, and he cried out involuntarily.
"What? You’ve heard of him?"
Seeing Qian Fuchen’s expression, everyone’s gaze turned curiously toward him, including Qian Fuyu’s, which also bore a tinge of surprise.
Considering what he had told Elder An that day, Qian Fuchen had not discussed Xiao Yi with him, nor had he ntioned him to anyone else.
"Uncle Ma, the Xiao Yi you are talking about, is he a sowhat tall, thin man who looks quite refined and is perhaps about 1.75 ters tall?"
Feeling everyone’s gaze upon him, Qian Fuchen finally regained his composure, looking urgently at Elder Mr. Ma.
"Exactly, that’s him. Have you sought him already? Did he also say there was no way to help?"
Elder Mr. Ma was montarily stunned; he had not expected that Qian Fuchen really knew of Xiao Yi. He was sowhat surprised, as, in his view, Xiao Yi did not seem like a very high-profile person. Moreover, he understood that Xiao Yi was not a professional doctor but a college student. Their encounter had been purely coincidental, and it was unlikely that Qian Fuchen would know about him, or even if he did, from a common person’s perspective, he might not believe in Xiao Yi, thinking him too youthful and the like.
Mr. Ma also looked at Qian Fuchen with slight surprise.
Qian Fuyu also looked at his older brother curiously and asked, "Third brother, did you know him before? I’ve never heard you ntion him."
"Uncle Ma, the person you are talking about, I indeed have t. However, he is not any Divine Doctor but a charlatan from Jianghu. Soone had once introduced him to for treatnt. Fortunately, my son arrived just in ti and exposed him, so I learned the truth and was not deceived!"
Qian Fuchen ignored his younger brother’s words and earnestly said to Elder Mr. Ma, "If you, Uncle Ma, have not yet sought his treatnt, it’s best not to fall for his tricks!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to cast your recomndation votes and monthly tickets at Qidian, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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