Chapter 963 Can it be cured?

The next day, just after seven o'clock, the Chen family's convoy appeared at the entrance of Huichun Hall.

The door of Huichun Hall was closed at this time, but there were already quite a few people queuing at the door.

"Afu, to avoid unnecessary trouble, you go and queue up!"

Chen Ruiqing had a headache yesterday because of Xie Xiyue and didn't sleep well the whole night.

He was afraid of missing the time, so he urged Chen Fu to prepare to go to Huichuntang as soon as dawn broke.

Chen Fu looked a little ugly.

Ever since he entered the Chen family, he had never had to queue up no matter what he did.

Coming to this small Huichun Hall, he actually had to queue up with the citizens who were regarded as insignificant by him. Just thinking about it made him angry.

However, he dared not disobey Chen Ruiqing's words.

He had witnessed how powerful Xie Xiyue was yesterday, and he really didn't dare to create any more trouble.

He obediently came to the front of the line and showed his number tag to avoid being accused by people behind him of cutting in line.

Some people in this team had been here yesterday, but they were not sick either, so I knew them.

Moreover, seeing the posture of this group of people, the timid citizens did not dare to provoke them.

After waiting for a long time until eight o'clock, the door of Huichun Hall opened on time.

Seeing Chen Fu standing obediently in front of the line, Xie Xiyue actually smiled slightly, took the number plate from his hand, and said, "Let the patient in."

Chen Fu breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over to Chen Ruiqing and said, "Master, you can go in now."

Several medical staff carried the dying Chen Ruofeng down from the ambulance and pushed a mobile bed into the yard.

When Xie Xiyue saw the patient, who had tubes all over his body, was still on an IV drip, and his face was pale, looking no different from a dead person, she was stunned.

"He's already so sick, why don't you send him to the hospital instead of to my little clinic?"

She stopped the flat bed and asked in surprise.

"Isn't Dr. Xie here? Can't he see it?"

Chen Fu said unhappily.

Chen Ruiqing stepped forward and said, "Miss, we have been to many hospitals, but none of them can help us. We learned that Dr. Xie is here, so we came here to seek treatment. In any case, please take a look at Dr. Xie..."

At this time, he didn't dare to offend Xie Xiyue.

What if I make her angry again and she is not allowed to go in? If I go in alive, and Xie Ping says that he can't cure me, then wouldn't all my efforts be in vain?

Xie Xiyue stretched out her hand and placed it on Chen Ruofeng's wrist, and her expression became a little strange.

"Okay, you guys go in, but his illness is really serious. It's hard to say whether it can be cured."

Chen Ruiqing quickly said, "Thank you, young lady."

A dozen people surrounded Chen Ruofeng and entered the yard.

Xie Ping had already heard the noisy noise at the door and walked out. He was slightly stunned when he saw the situation.

"Push the tree down, and that's it..."

He quickly pointed to the old locust tree in the yard and asked them to push Chen Ruofeng under the shade of the tree.

"Are you Dr. Xie?"

Seeing Xie Ping, Chen Ruiqing stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, I am Xie Ping."

Xie Ping answered calmly, but his eyes were always on Chen Ruofeng and he didn't even look at Chen Ruiqing.

"Please take a look at my son! You must do your best to cure him. As long as you can cure him, the reward is negotiable."

Chen Ruiqing put away his arrogance as the head of the first family and spoke in a humble manner.

What Xie Xiyue said yesterday was right. No matter how rich you are or how prominent your status is, you cannot escape birth, aging, sickness and death.

Although a skilled doctor cannot make them immortal, he can make them live more comfortably and prolong their lifespan.

After all, he is the successor of the Xuanyi Sect, so he must have some real skills.

Xie Ping calmly said, "If it can be cured, I will definitely try my best. But you should not hold out hope that it will be cured. After all, medicine cannot cure immortals, and Buddha has a predestined relationship with people. There is always a chance of something happening..."

Chen Fu frowned and said, "Don't outsiders say you are a miracle doctor? Is there any disease that cannot be cured?"

"I am a miracle doctor, not a deity! According to you, as long as you have money, there is no disease that cannot be cured? Then why did the First Emperor die in the end?"

Xie Ping rolled his eyes at him, causing Chen Fu to roll his eyes.

"Afu, stop talking and don't disturb the doctor from treating Ruofeng."

Chen Ruiqing said quickly.

Chen Fu didn't dare to speak, but just looked angry.

Xie Ping sat on the stone bench, put his hands on Chen Ruofeng's left hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stopped talking.

Chen Ruiqing and Chen Fu looked at him nervously, trying to tell from his expression whether Chen Ruofeng could still be saved.

But from beginning to end, Xie Ping's expression did not change at all.

After three full minutes, he changed his hand and put it on again.

Another three minutes passed before he slowly let go.

"Thank you, Doctor. How is my son? Can he be cured?"

Only then did Chen Ruiqing dare to ask.

Xie Ping stood up slowly and said calmly, "He has been like this for nearly half a year, right?"

"Yes, it's been exactly half a year..."

Chen Ruiqing quickly replied.

"If he had come to see me three months before the onset of the disease, he could have been cured. Unfortunately, he waited too long. Moreover, the long-term use of Western medicine, although it delayed the rapid progression of his kidney failure, also caused irreversible damage to his liver, stomach, intestines and other organs..."

Hearing this, Chen Ruiqing's heart sank, but he still asked unwillingly: "Then... can it be cured?"