“What Young Master Chen said is true. He knows some secrets, so he wants me to bury Young Master Chen alive. Besides, I originally planned to deal with you after I killed Young Master Chen.”
"You, are you telling the truth?" Li Sheng was somewhat shaken. He had been with Yu Zhong for a long time and understood what kind of person Yu Zhong was, so what these people were saying might not be false.
"Of course it's true, and my mission is... to create an accident and wipe them all out," Er Mazi said.
Li Sheng looked at Er Mazi in horror, and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother Ma, are you telling the truth?"
He had known Er Mazi for quite some time and they had a certain relationship. He didn't believe Ye Xingchen and Chen Wenhao's words, but he did believe Er Mazi's.
“Really, Mr. Ye is merciful and spared my life. He kept his word.” Er Mazi sighed, “Brother, don’t hold on. We’ve followed the wrong leader. A man like Yu Zhong would never care about people like us. We know too many of his secrets.”
"Mr. Ye can give us a chance now. As long as we cooperate, he can guarantee that we will be fine."
Er Mazi's words left Li Sheng speechless, unsure of what to do.
"Your son?" Ye Xingchen pointed to a little boy in Li Sheng's wife's arms. The little boy was less than five years old, pale and thin, looking like he had just recovered from a serious illness.
"If you have a problem, come at me, don't touch my son." Li Sheng was furious. He struggled to his feet, ready to fight Ye Xingchen, but Chen Wenhao kicked him to the ground.
"Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it. Your son has congenital heart disease, and it must have cost you a lot of money, right?" Ye Xingchen walked over and reached out to hold the little boy's hand.
“Yes, yes…” Li Sheng’s wife nodded hesitantly, “She just came back from Yanjing. She had the surgery there…”
"The surgery was successful, but his heart is congenitally underdeveloped. He will need to have surgery again when he is eight years old, and the success rate is less than 60%." Ye Xingchen said, "Once you get this kind of special heart disease, the survival rate is less than one percent. What makes you think your son is in that one percent?"
"I don't care, I'll do anything, even if it means going bankrupt, to cure my son." Li Sheng's eyes were red, and the whole family looked at each other and wept.
“I can cure your son,” Ye Xingchen said. “This disease is special, but as long as I take action, there is no disease I cannot cure.”
"You?" Li Sheng was taken aback. He stared at Ye Xingchen with his slightly reddened eyes.
“I can testify that my father was not paralyzed by a stroke before. When my sister came back, she brought a pill, and after my father took it, he regained consciousness and was able to sit up.” Chen Wenhao said, “Later, Ye Xingchen came to Jinling and gave my father a few acupuncture treatments, and my father’s illness was cured. However, later… he developed Parkinson’s syndrome. That’s fate, there’s nothing we can do about it.”
"Can you really cure my son?" Li Sheng stood up excitedly. He didn't believe that Ye Xingchen could stick to the secret so stubbornly.
But his son is his only weakness. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, he will try without hesitation as long as there is such an opportunity.
He didn't know if Ye Xingchen's words were true or false, but he did know how badly Chen Changye had been sick before. He did get better, but he knew that someone had poisoned him when he developed Parkinson's disease.
"So, are you willing to take a gamble and give it a try?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly when he saw the hesitation in his expression. "You only have one chance. If you're willing to try, I'll cure your son right now. But if you don't seize this opportunity, it won't be of any use begging me later."
“Mr. Li…” Mr. Li’s wife looked at him nervously: “Please give it a try. Our son’s surgery this time was a brush with death. We don’t know if he can make it to the next one. I’m begging you.”
"Fine, as long as you cure my son, I promise to give you all the evidence of Yu Zhong's crimes. I'll even personally testify in court." Li Sheng gritted his teeth: "How long will it take you?"
“It won’t take long, just half an hour.” Ye Xingchen took out a pill: “This pill is called the Heavenly King Heart-Protecting Pill. The main reason for your son’s heart disease is his underdeveloped heart function. Now, he can’t breathe and has angina if he is slightly stimulated. If he is not taken to the hospital in time, he may die immediately.”
"He'll be fine immediately after taking this pill. It can repair his underdeveloped heart and improve his physical condition."
"Are you... are you telling the truth?" Li Sheng hesitated after taking the medicine.
After all, their son's illness had been treated at numerous hospitals without success. Although he had undergone surgery, it was only a matter of barely keeping him alive; frankly, he was just prolonging his life and waiting to die.
His several brushes with death had already made him lose hope. Could Ye Xingchen's medicine really be so miraculous that it could cure him?
"Don't worry, this minor illness isn't something that leaves me helpless," Ye Xingchen said. "I'm not so bad as to ruin my reputation."
Li Sheng made a tough decision, poured a bowl of water, and fed it to his son. After the son drank the water, he began to watch his son nervously.
My son had surgery and was still recovering. He was almost five years old and so weak that he could hardly walk on his own. These days, he had been nestled in his family's arms and being held.
Moreover, the son's complexion was sallow, and he was often panting heavily. Sometimes he would even gasp for breath when he spoke. Most of the time, he would lie on the bed with his eyes closed or fall into an adult's arms.
But less than five minutes after the son took the pill, changes began to appear on his body.
Her face, which was originally so sallow and distressing, began to have a rosy glow, and she was also much more energetic than before.
Most importantly, he stopped wanting to snuggle in someone else's arms, broke free from his wife, and started walking on his own.
He took the initiative to call out to his parents and play with his grandparents. He was so lively and energetic, completely different from before.
"Tao Tao, are you feeling better? Is there anything that feels uncomfortable?" His wife asked excitedly, pulling their son along.
"No, Mom, I feel great. I want you to play with me." The son shook his head, his voice full of energy, completely different from before.
"Alright, it's all over." Ye Xingchen said, "But your son's vital energy is severely depleted. He needs to be nourished and replenished slowly in the future. I have some medicinal diet recipes here. You can follow the recipes for dietary therapy in the future."
Ye Xingchen asked for paper and pen and wrote down several dietary therapy recipes.
Li Sheng's wife accepted the prescription with profuse thanks, then took her son back to their room.
"Mr. Ye, please wait a moment, I'll bring the things over right away." Mr. Li went back to his room and came out a moment later, carrying a file folder containing a thick stack of documents and a USB drive.
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