2 Chapter 2: The Main Wife Pleads Her Case
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Hearing Huang Xiaolong’s provocatively unfiltered words, Song Yuru felt sowhat flustered.
Granted, Song Yuru was just a first-year college student with almost zero experience in the outside world, but the appearance, dress, and deanor of these two middle-aged n indicated that they were not to be trifled with!
They might be Richie Riches!
Huang Xiaolong, a country boy who ca to the city for work, crossing these types of people, what could possibly go well?
Song Yuru, being kind-hearted, hurriedly said, “Stop talking nonsense! It’s not right to curse at others!”
Huang Xiaolong responded with a playful grin. “Great, you are concerned about already! I knew it, we’re destined for each other. We’re both enamored at first sight and so caring for each other…”
“Oh my god! Enough with your sweet talk! Never mind, I can’t be bothered with you!” Song Yuru gave Huang Xiaolong a disgusted glance.
At this point, the two middle-aged n surprisingly didn’t react angrily.
“This… young man, why… why would you say this?” The sallow-faced middle-aged man asked hesitantly.
Huang Xiaolong replied nonchalantly. “Simple. I can see that you both are critically ill and near death. Of course, you can deny it. Your lives have nothing to do with .”
Hearing Huang Xiaolong repeatedly provoking others, Song Yuru began ntally mourning for him.
However, unexpectedly!
“Young man, can you… Is it true you can tell we are seriously ill? This…” The sallow-faced middle-aged man’s face showed a trace of humility, actually lowering his voice. “Can you… be more specific?”
“Huh?” Song Yuru was taken aback.
Huang Xiaolong was utterly audacious and these two middle-aged n were still so accommodating. It was very strange. Could he really have diagnosed sothing?
Unbelievable! Without any dical equipnt or even checking their pulse, just at one glance, he could uncover soone’s illness. Isn’t that sothing miraculous?
Huang Xiaolong calmly turned to the two middle-aged n, “I’ll start with you…”
He said to the sallow-faced middle-aged man, “Your jaundice is severe. Heat and dampness have affected your liver and gallbladder. Look at yourself, your face is yellowish, even your collar has been stained yellow. Haven’t your urine and sweat turned progressively yellow in recent years? I think you’ve probably gone to the hospital but the treatnt wasn’t particularly effective, right? I’ll be frank with you, if you keep going at this rate, you won’t live past a year.”
After hearing Huang Xiaolong’s diagnosis, the sallow-faced middle-aged man was like a statue struck by lightning. He was in a daze, swaying, and completely lost.
Every word Huang Xiaolong said was correct!
Song Yuru was also shocked. Especially when Huang Xiaolong was giving his diagnosis, he exuded an almost authoritative aura, altering his whole deanor. He was no longer sluggish, but naturally dignified.
Huang Xiaolong then turned to the other middle-aged man. “You’re worse off. You have irreversible cirrhosis of the liver, it’s in its late stages, oh, and you’re on the brink of cancer.”
“How do you know!” The man abruptly stood up.
Indeed, just by taking a glance, one could see that his lower abdon was swollen and puffy, like that of a pregnant woman in her seventh month, a telltale sign of abdominal ascites.
These two middle-aged n, on their journey deep into the mountains, sought after folk redies for their ailnts. However, being unsuccessful, they dejectedly returned to Binhai City.
Now on the train, they encountered this extraordinary young man who deciphered their diseases in one go, they resolved to clutch at straws.
“Young man, you see, if you could, do you think you could treat our ailnts?” The jaundiced man asked pleadingly, even addressing Huang Xiaolong respectfully.
“Of course I can cure you. For , it’s a piece of cake.” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.
“Bragging…” Song Yuru pouted cutely, but she clearly didn’t believe Huang Xiaolong’s words.
Jaundice and late-stage liver cirrhosis, these are significant challenges in the dical fields nowadays.
Even if it were a master doctor, they wouldn’t dare to lightly claim that they could cure it, right?
“Believe it or not, it’s up to you guys.” Huang Xiaolong said no more, took out a military canteen from his canvas bag, and leisurely began to drink water.
“We believe! We believe you, young man!” The two middle-aged n said in unison.
Their current situation was comparable to a drowning person having found a life-saving straw, how could they let it go easily?
“Please, young man, we beg you, treat our diseases. Don’t worry about the consultation fee, as long as you say the word, there shall be no problem.” The jaundiced man said, trembling.
“Here’s the thing…” After Huang Xiaolong finished his water, he put away his canteen and said slowly. “You guys slandered earlier. I’m a person who distinctively rembers grudges, so in principle I wouldn’t treat your diseases. But today is an exception. As the saying goes, one is in a great mood during tis of joy. Today, I’m happy because I found my wife… Therefore, as long as my wife speaks, I’ll treat your diseases for free. Heard that? For free.”
After saying this, Huang Xiaolong didn’t say much else and turned to gaze at the mountains whizzing by outside the train window.
“Stop it! Who’s your wife!” Song Yuru turned red from embarrassnt. She was an unmarried girl, who didn’t even have a boyfriend. But today, Huang Xiaolong had taken full advantage of that, calling her ‘wife’ repeatedly.
“Miss, beauty…” The two middle-aged n imdiately leaned towards Song Yuru, trying to win her over. “Miss, please give the word to your boyfriend, save us…”
In order to please Huang Xiaolong, the two middle-aged n even shalessly considered Huang Xiaolong as Song Yuru’s ‘boyfriend’.
Song Yuru replied speechlessly. “How did he beco my boyfriend?”
“Well… ahem… Miss, saving a life is greater than building a seven-storied pagoda. You wouldn’t bear to watch us die right?” The two middle-aged n, looking pitiful, implored Song Yuru. “Please, we beg you.”
Song Yuru was a very kind-hearted girl. Seeing these two nearly tearful middle-aged n begging so desperately, she sympathized with them. “So, uh, do you guys really believe his words?”
My dear, it’s a matter of life and death, they had no choice but to believe!
“We believe!”
“Oh~~ I don’t believe him. Never mind, I’ll put in a good word for you.” Song Yuru looked at Huang Xiaolong. “Um, your na is Huang Xiaolong, right? Can… can you help them?”
“Mm-hmm, since my wife asked, I will absolutely comply. I’m in such a good mood today… hehehe.” Huang Xiaolong replied with a chuckle. “Don’t worry, wife, with on the job, they’d find it hard to die even if they wanted to.”
“Stop calling your wife!” Song Yuru was at her wits’ end with Huang Xiaolong.
This guy was as thick-skinned as a city wall!
Huang Xiaolong stood up, looked around, and pointed at a plastic bucket filled with over a dozen crucian carp at the foot of a farr. To the jaundiced man, he said, “Hey you, go buy six crucian carp from there. I’ll cure your disease.”
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