The Crazy Son-In-Law

“Mr. Zhou, you keep calling him Master Xiao. He’s so young. I just can’t really see how great he can be, in case something happens to my dad, can he be responsible?” Wang Wenyao interrupted in disbelief.

“I said I can cure your father, believe it or not.”

Xiao Shun said, walking towards the outside.

He thought, “I’ve been nice enough to come over here, but now it looks like I’m asking for trouble!

Zhou Shuqing hurriedly stepped forward to stop Xiao Shun, “Master Xiao, please wait.”

He turned to Wang Baisong and said, “I can have what I have today all because of you. Please believe me. If it works, then you won’t have to suffer from this coldness anymore!”

When Zhou Shuqing was in college, Wang Baisong had always taken care of him, and Zhou Shuqing almost treated Wang Baisong as his father. If his daughter hadn’t had no feelings for Zhou Shuqing, perhaps Zhou Shuqing would have been his son-in-law by now.

Now, Zhou Shuqing treated Wang Baisong even better than Wang Wenyao did.

“Well, I don’t have many years left to live, and since you believe in this friend of yours so much, I can let him give it a try.” Wang Baisong finally agreed.

Zhou Shuqing hurriedly said to Xiao Shun, “Master Xiao, please.”

Xiao Shun almost reluctantly walked over and pressed his hand to Wang Baisong’s wrist, his spiritual energy then flowing into his body, and he couldn’t help but frown.

He was right. Wang Baisong was sick due to the negative energy in his body, and this negative energy had been in his body for a long time. It may have been there for decades. As for the source of the negative energy, he was afraid only Wang Bosong himself knew.

He took out the needle box and quickly sent a few needles into his Sangen, Baihui, and a few other acupuncture points. Soon, an almost invisible wisp of Negative Energy slowly flowed out along the silver needles.

Suddenly, Wang Baisong trembled violently, and the muscles in his cheeks kept twitching.

Zhou Shuqing could barely breathe and tensed up all of a sudden.

“Dad, how are you?” Wang Wenyao asked urgently.

Wang Baisong didn’t say anything, just waved his hand to signal him to keep quiet.

At this moment, he felt like his body was like a leaky balloon. The coldness inside him slowly flowed out from his skin, and immediately afterwards, he felt a faint warmth. It was as if the spring sun was spilling over the earth and everything was beginning to recover.

Without realizing it, he fell asleep.

Xiao Shun put away the silver needles and said blandly, “He is alright now. He would be fine in a couple of days.”

When the three saw Wang Baisong close his eyes, their faces were full of worry.

Zhou Shuqing rushed forward in a panic and checked Wang Baisong’s pulses.

His pulse was smooth and even stronger than before. He had already checked Wang Baisong’s pulses countless times, so he had memorized every single detail.

“How is it?” Wang Wenyao asked worriedly.

“He just fell asleep.” Zhou Shuqing looked at him and said with a slow nod.

The two breathed a sigh of relief at that.

“Mr. Xiao, are you sure my father will be ok?”

Although Wang Wenyao hadn’t studied medicine, he had grown up in such a family, and he knew a lot about medicine. Just now, when he saw how Xiao Shun used his needle, he knew that this young man knew his stuff. At least, it was unlikely that his father would have any accident, so his attitude was much more friendly.

“I’ve already told you. The rest of that is up to you.” Xiao Shun was a little offended.

“Don’t get me wrong. If my father can get well, I will do all I can to pay you. My father has had such a tough life when he was younger and I just think that he deserves a better life at his age. For that, as his son, I would like to pay as much as I have.”

Despite what he just said, he was actually a good son.

Xiao Shun waved his hand, “No need, if you have nothing else, I’ll go back.” He got up and headed outside.

“Take care of your father. I’ll go see Master Xiao off.” Zhou Shuqing hurriedly followed Xiao Shun and walked out.

Zhou Shuqing returned after he sent Xiao Shun to the hospital entrance.

“Shuqing, Mr. Xiao has left?”

In just over ten minutes, Wang Baisong was like a different person. Blood returned to his cheeks and his eyes looked much clear. He looked much more refreshed than he had just been.

Zhou Shuqing was actually very surprised. Even though he had seen it once before, he still marveled at the way he used those needles.

“He’s gone. How are you feeling?” Zhou Shuqing said nervously.

“Why don’t you guys keep him a little longer? I should really thank this Master Xiao.” Wang Baisong felt regret.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“So, you’re…?”

Wang Baisong nodded heavily, “I couldn’t feel better!”

“This is a miracle. That Mr. Xiao is simply *Hua Tuo.” Wang Wenyao exclaimed.

“Shuqing, you brought Master Xiao here, can you contact him? I want to thank this Master Xiao personally.” Wang Baisong said excitedly.

It then occurred to Zhou Shuqing that he should ask Xiao Shun for his number. He felt a little guilty, “Mr. Wang, I don’t know his number.”

“Find him. No matter what you have to do, you have to find this Master Xiao.” Wang Baisong said.

Wang Wenyao suddenly thought of something, “Mr. Xiao said his father-in-law teaches at our university.”

Zhou Shuqing slapped his thigh and laughed, “Yeah, he did say that.”

…

Meanwhile, when Xiao Shun left the hospital, it was still early in the morning. Normally, at this time, he would probably be at home, busy with chores, but he didn’t plan to do any of them again. However, what else could he do?

After thinking for a while, he still decided to go home.

Hamana City University was not far from their home.

In order to take a shortcut, he didn’t follow the main road, but chose to cross through another neighborhood.

As he passed through a less crowded street, he caught a glimpse of a group of young punks gathered there.

He’d seen enough punks in places like this that he wasn’t concerned.

After a few steps, he heard several cries of a girl coming from the alley, followed by a scream.

Xiao Shun frowned and took a few steps back, glancing towards the alley.

A pretty twin-ponytailed teenage girl wore a simple short black t-shirt that showed her snow white, delicate shoulders as well as black straps. Underneath her skinny denim shorts were a pair of surprisingly slim, firm and long legs. That was just what youth should be like!

She chewed her gum in her mouth and looked at the punks on the ground, and a smug smile came to her mouth.

Song Linger?

Despite being a long way away, Xiao Shun recognized the young girl at once. She was exactly the girl beside Song Zhenhai yesterday. But how was this possible? Yesterday, she seemed to be just an elegant princess, and today she was in such a street fight?

And it seemed that it didn’t take her much effort to take down those punks alone.

Xiao Shun was puzzled.

*Hua Tuo: A famous and much respected physician of the Han Dynasty.