Zeng Cheng pointed at Qin Cheng with distrust.

"Who doubts me? Tell me clearly. I have been sitting upright and have never played conspiracies." Zeng said angrily.

"Brother, you are the future head of the family. Who dares to talk to you in person?" Zeng Cheng sneered.

"Stop me." The old man on the sickbed scolded Zeng Cheng.

Zeng Cheng's expression changed slightly and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Mr. Qin, my family is unfortunate and I have a rebellious son. I apologize to you for him."

The old man coughed a few times and sat up tremblingly.

"Next, I'll ask Mr. Qin to help me with a diagnosis and treatment."

The old man was very polite, but Qin Cheng could see that the old man's eyes were full of death.

I don’t have much hope for treating myself.

This is not because he distrusts himself. It is because he has been tortured by this disease for more than ten years and is desperate.

No one can cure it, and no matter how much money it costs, it will be wasted.

Walking to the old man, Qin Cheng reached out to the old man's pulse.

A trace of spiritual energy surged out and flowed into the old man along the meridians.

Zeng Li and Zeng Cheng were both watching nervously.

"This feeling!"

A hint of surprise suddenly flashed across the old man's turbid eyes.

In the past few years, as his condition worsens, it has been difficult for him to perceive his body.

But just when Qin Cheng touched his pulse.

He could clearly feel a gentle force surging in his body, and his body, which had been extremely cold for many years, was as comfortable and comfortable as if suddenly bathed in the sun.

This is a feeling he never felt when he saw other doctors.

"Mr. Qin, can I treat this disease?" The old man was a little moved. He was desperate, but now because of Qincheng, hope again.

Zeng Li was also surprised by his father's changes. He hadn't taken the initiative to ask the doctor about the situation for several years.

Qin Cheng let go of his hand and said lightly: "You can see."

"Mr. Qin, don't know how much the medical fee?"

I heard that I could see it, and the old man was even more excited. Just when Qin Cheng withdrew his hand, the warmth and comfort disappeared.

This made him feel that no matter how much money he spent, he would be willing to do so.

"If you don't mention this, find a solid and highly enclosed room first."

Qin Cheng shook his head and looked at Zeng Li again: "It's better to be stronger."

"Okay Mr. Qin." Although Zeng Li didn't understand why he had to choose a house for medical treatment, he had a great trust in Qincheng and went to do it immediately.

"It's mysterious." Zeng Chengze hummed.

The Zeng family's villa was very large. Zeng Li quickly found a basement and cleaned up. It was sturdy and was also very closed.

Push the old man into the room.

Qin Cheng was about to take action, but Zeng Cheng brought people in.

"Slow down." Zeng Cheng waved his hand, and suddenly several doctors in white coats came over and began to forcefully install various testing equipment on Mr. Zeng.

"Zeng Cheng, what are you doing?" Zeng Li couldn't help but shout.

"Brother, I'm not messing around." Zeng Cheng sneered: "I'm also for my father's good. This kid is talking nonsense. If he is a liar, he will be troublesome if he kills his father."

"These people are Western medicine experts I specially invited. With them present, I don't dare to act rashly."

"Young Master Zeng Er, all the instruments have been installed."

At this time, a middle-aged Westerner came over and said.

"Professor Smith, I'll ask you later." Zeng Cheng said.

"This is easy to say." Smith looked at Qin Cheng.

"Hello, young man. I heard you want to treat Mr. Zeng? I have seen his disease. It is a very rare genetic disease and there is no cure in the world." Smith said confidently.

"I have a double master's degree from Hopkins University in the United States. Where did you graduate?" Smith said proudly.


Chapter completed!