Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 76 - : Huo Beiting, Kneeling and Kowtowing to Beg for Medical Help!

Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Huo Beiting, Kneeling and Kowtowing to Beg for Medical Help!

City Hospital, inpatient department.

In the hospital room.

Qiao Xi sat obediently on the hospital bed, her eyes red as she looked at the elderly man in front of her.

“Grandfather Cheng.”

Her voice choked with emotion.

“Good child, you’ve been wronged,” Cheng Han sighed, “I had my difficulties for not telling you about my identity.”

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The situation forced his hand now.

If possible, Cheng Han would rather not appear within the sight of those people.

“I don’t blame you. I’m just very surprised,” Qiao Xi felt as if she’d been hit by a pie falling from the sky.

Upon hearing her words, Cheng Han managed a smile and said, “Stretch out your hand, let me have a look.”

Qiao Xi obediently extended both her bandaged hands.

Cheng Han slowly unwrapped the gauze from her hands.

Her fingers, muddled with blood and crusted with scabs, were revealed.

After the surgery, her fingers were still swollen, looking like little radishes.

It was a frightening sight.

Cheng Han took the Golden Needle and pierced her acupoints.

He was very focused.

On the other side of the room, Sun Weimeng nudged Huo Xingzhou with his elbow and asked in a low voice, “Will her hands recover?”

Huo Xingzhou turned his head and gave him a cold glance.

Sun Weimeng slapped his own mouth, saying, “Psh, of course, they’ll recover.”

Feeling bored again, he tried to take credit for himself, “I’ve been tirelessly working day and night. I’ve completed the tasks you gave me. Am I not impressive?” He hadn’t rested for a single day, and now his eyes were ringed with dark circles.

He had called on every model at the club.

Spending a fortune and capable as well.

He had caused quite a few girls to fight over him out of jealousy.

“Mm.”

Huo Xingzhou replied to him, sounding rather reluctant.

Young Master Sun was not satisfied.

He poked Huo Xingzhou again and asked, “Has your infertility been cured?”

Huo Xingzhou answered impatiently, his attention entirely focused on Qiao Xi.

“Chat with me; it’s so boring to just wait here. Guess how Huo Beiting must be feeling now, probably like ants are crawling over his heart, in so much pain that he wishes he were dead,” said Sun Weimeng, who was a chatterbox, his mouth incessantly babbling on.

At the mention of “Huo Beiting,” Huo Xingzhou’s eyes darkened, a deep shadow falling over them.

“Of course, he should be in pain.”

Encouraged by his response, Sun Weimeng got more excited.

“Huo Er, do you have any other big moves planned? With Qiao Xi injured like this, you surely won’t let it go,” Sun Weimeng might have been frivolous, but not brainless.

Huo Xingzhou looked at him and gave a faint smile.

It was quite chilling.

Sun Weimeng shuddered.

Offending anyone but the scheming Huo Xingzhou would be a far lesser evil!

Cheng Han put down the Golden Needle and said to Young Master Sun, “Pour me a glass of water.”

“Right away!”

Young Master Sun scrambled like a lackey, bent over, poured a glass of water, and presented it, “Old Fairy, here’s some water for you.”

He used to call Qiao Xi “Fairy,” and now calling Cheng Han “Old Fairy” seemed about right, too.

“Kidney-yang deficiency, qi deficiency resulting in night sweats. Young man, talk less and drink more water,” said Cheng Han indifferently, finding him annoying.

Sun Weimeng grimaced.

He had indeed been a little too frequent recently.

Qiao Xi and Huo Xingzhou exchanged a glance, a hint of amusement in their eyes.

She asked, “Grandfather Cheng, can my hands still be treated?”

Cheng Han reassured her, “When I take action, there’s nothing I can’t cure. However, we need to change locations; this hospital isn’t suitable for treatment. Huo lad, go and handle the discharge formalities.”

“Alright.”

Huo Xingzhou agreed.

Qiao Xi wondered why they needed to be discharged but didn’t ask.

Until.

It wasn’t until they had completed their hospital discharge procedures and stepped out of the hospital doors.

That she suddenly understood.

Outside was a dense crowd of people, men and women of older age.

At this moment, middle-aged men and women were even more fervent than young people chasing celebrities.

“National Doctor Cheng Han, with a heart of kindness and virtue! A peerless nobleman!”

“Dr. Cheng, I have received your grace!”

“Dr. Cheng, you saved my mother!”

Shouting and choking up, they fervently expressed their pure joy!

Qiao Xi’s heart was greatly shaken; to think that the character for “doctor” could be so magnificent!

How fortunate she was!

To have been taught by a National Doctor since her childhood!

The security guards held them back while driver Old Chen escorted them toward the exit.

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“Wait a minute! Cough cough…” A weak, hoarse voice emerged.

At the end of the hospital corridor, the Huo Family patriarch, Huo Weiguo, dressed in a hospital gown, was wheeled out in a wheelchair.

The wheelchair stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

Standing by his side was the family of three from the Huo Family’s main branch, all with unsightly faces.

Especially Huo Beiting, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Huo Xingzhou’s legs, lamenting why the car hadn’t killed him!

“Xingzhou, wait for Grandpa!”

Huo Weiguo called out laboriously, his eyes showing more sincerity.

His chronic cold condition, recurrent and tormenting, had left his cheeks hollow and gaunt.

Huo Xingzhou didn’t want to pay any attention to him at all.

Huo Jianjun came out, stopped in front of Cheng Han, and said respectfully, “Is this the esteemed Dr. Cheng? The Huo Family is willing to pay a hefty sum for you to save my father.”

The old man had said that if Cheng Han agreed to treat him, the 30% of shares would be immediately given to the main branch of the Huo Family.

Huo Jianjun too had to swallow his pride and bow his head.

Cheng Han scrutinized the several members of the Huo Family.

He knew the reason Huo Xingzhou had gone to the countryside, and he knew that on the day the Huo Family cut ties with him, not only did they beat Huo Xingzhou, but they also hit Qiao Xi.

“I haven’t practiced medicine in many years, and I will not take on patients anymore.”

Cheng Han said with a stern face, “However, my disciple Qiao Xi has inherited my mantle, and she can treat you.”

He was deliberately giving Qiao Xi the opportunity to get even.

The faces of the main branch of the Huo Family turned even more ashen.

“Then… then please trouble your disciple,” the Huo Family patriarch sighed, “Qiao Xi, please help this old bag of bones.”

Qiao Xi opened her mouth but didn’t say anything; she only looked toward Huo Xingzhou.

A bone-chilling coldness seeped through the depths of Huo Xingzhou’s eyes, and he laughed instead of becoming angry, “Mr. Huo, do you remember what you said? What price were you willing to pay if someone could cure your cold condition?”

Huo Weiguo clenched his fists and said with resignation, eyes closed, “I would reward them handsomely and treat them as honored guests!”

“Anything else?”

“Do you really want them to kneel?” Huo Weiguo asked.

With a distant tone, Huo Xingzhou said, “You were the one who said it. Filial piety comes first among all virtues, and when seeking treatment for elders, one should kneel.”

“We were all once family!”

The old patriarch played the sympathy card.

Huo Xingzhou’s heart had turned cold.

“The moment the severance document was signed, we were no longer family,” Huo Xingzhou said with biting sarcasm, “Out of consideration for past affections, let Huo Beiting do the honors. Kneeling and bowing three times with head to the ground will suffice.”

Qiao Xi stood by his side, endorsing his decision.

After being bullied for so long, she had a grievance pent up in her heart.

“Beiting! Kneel and beg for medical treatment!” the old patriarch commanded with a heavy heart.

“Grandpa!”

Huo Beiting’s expression was twisted with hatred.

His grandfather was actually asking him to kneel before a village woman and Huo Xingzhou!

Huo Jianjun grabbed Huo Beiting’s hand, restraining his rage as he reminded, “The shares!”

Impatience can mess up great plans.

Huo Beiting’s handsome face contorted, and his molars ground together with a grating sound.