Fan Tong was so anxious that he scratched his head. Although his son was uneducated and not very bright, and could do nothing but eat, drink and play, he was still his own son.
As the saying goes, other people's wives are better, but one's own children are the best. If something happens to the son, who will he leave his vast fortune to?
Thinking of this, cold sweat poured uncontrollably from his forehead. He wiped the sweat away, his voice trembling as he spoke.
“Miss Chen, please think of a way. I’m willing to spend any amount of money as long as it can save my son’s life.”
Fan Hun was already terrified and completely disoriented, trembling all over. "Miss Chen, what strange disease have I contracted? How come my manhood is gone just like that?"
Although Chen Qingqing felt extremely disgusted with Fan Hun, as a doctor, she absolutely could not show it.
She spoke calmly, "Young Master Fan, this is the consequence of your disobedience. I warned you long ago to be mindful of your conduct and to abstain from lust, but you did not repent and continued to act recklessly. Now you have ended up like this, and you deserve it."
"I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? I thought you were just bluffing me."
If you knew that what you said was true, even if you gave me a beautiful fairy, I would still be able to resist temptation.
"Miss Chen, please help me! Don't let it get any smaller, it'll be gone soon!"
Fan Hun was terrified and frantically covered his head with his hands, patting his forehead repeatedly.
Fan Tong watched with heartache, "You silly boy, don't hit your head like that. What if you lose something and then swell up your head? That would be even more troublesome."
"Yes, son, don't hit yourself in your anxiety." Madam Fan's eyes were red. "Miss Chen, what exactly is wrong with Hun'er? Is there any hope?"
Chen Qingqing began to make up a story in a serious tone, "Judging from the pulse, Young Master Fan's pulse is weak, floating, and feeble, which is indeed a symptom of yang deficiency."
"What illness? Shrinking penis?" Madam Fan looked bewildered.
Fan Tong frowned as he listened, "Miss Chen, what kind of illness is this?"
“This symptom of stunted yang is caused by deficiency of kidney qi and insufficient yang qi,” Chen Qingqing said. “Young Master Fan, do you feel cramps in your lower abdomen, feel particularly cold, have a rapid heartbeat, and feel like you are about to die at any moment?”
"Yes, yes, these are the symptoms. I... I'm not really going to die, am I?" Fan Hun was terrified when he saw that Chen Qingqing was right. He didn't care about his image anymore and burst into tears. "Mother, I'm so scared. I don't want to die!"
Mrs. Fan was heartbroken. Her son was the apple of her eye, and at this moment she wished she could suffer in his place. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
"My son, don't be afraid, you won't die, your mother won't let you die..."
"Mother, your son hasn't given you a grandson yet, and I still want to take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days. Your son hasn't lived enough, and I don't want to die."
Fan Hun thought his time was coming to an end and cried bitterly.
Madam Fan, with tears in her eyes, kept comforting Fan Hun.
Suppressing his grief, Fan Tong wiped his eyes. "Miss Chen, just tell me frankly, is there any hope for my son?"
"Young Master Fan's symptoms are all caused by urethral retraction syndrome, which is due to kidney yang deficiency. You can rest assured, Mr. Fan, this disease is not fatal."
Upon hearing this, Fan Hun patted his chest, let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense body gradually relaxed. "Oh dear, Miss Chen, you really scared me to death. I thought I was going to die."
Chen Qingqing shook her head. "Although this disease is not fatal, the consequences are very serious. If you don't stop the damage in time, it is very likely that you will have no one to carry on your family line."
"What? You're going to make me childless?" Fan Hun turned pale with fright. He secretly lifted the blanket and peeked under himself, then cried out, "Father, Father, it's really gone! My manhood is really gone! You'll never be able to hold your grandson again!"
"What? It's gone? How can that thing just disappear like that?"
"My real father is really gone."
"Oh my god, is Heaven really going to kill me?" Fan Tong cried out anxiously, rubbing his hands and stamping his feet. "Hun'er, hurry up and grab it, don't let it shrink any further."
Fan Hun, who had just relaxed, was terrified and burst into tears again. "What did I grab? It's all gone."
Madam Fan completely lost her composure and rushed forward to lift the quilt, saying, "Hun'er, don't worry, let your mother see if there's any left, and I'll help you pull it out."
"No, no, no, Mother, don't move." Fan Hun hurriedly pressed down the quilt. "Your son is so old, and you're still looking around like that. It's so embarrassing."
"Yes, yes, it was Mother who was too hasty." Madam Fan withdrew her hand and looked at Chen Qingqing with hopeful eyes. "Miss Chen, please save my rascal! We can't let our Chen family line die out!"
Seeing that the whole family had lost their composure, he sneered inwardly, thinking, "Let's see if you learn your lesson for being rich but heartless and doing such inhuman things."
"Madam Fan, don't worry, let me treat him." After saying that, Chen Qingqing took out silver needles and said to Fan Hun, "Young Master Fan, haven't you always wanted to try silver needles? Lie down quickly, I'll give you acupuncture now."
"I...I'm scared." Fan Hun shuddered. Thinking of what happened yesterday, his fingers throbbed with pain. He quickly pleaded, "Miss Chen, could you please be gentler?"
"If you don't want to become a cripple, lie down quickly. If you delay even a little while, I can't guarantee that your manhood will not be able to return to normal."
"Okay, okay, I won't move, I'll lie down."
Chen Qingqing raised her hand and inserted a few needles into his acupoints, including Qihai, Guanyuan, and Sanyinjiao, before standing up. "Alright, how do you feel now?"
"Oh dear, it's so hot, it feels like my baby is coming out."
Seeing Fan Hun's startled reaction, Fan Tong grimaced and asked, "Hun'er, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
"Dad, I feel a wave of heat coming over me, it seems like I'm all better now."
"Really?"
"Father, it's true, it's really healed!" Fan Hun was so happy he almost jumped out of bed.
The worry on Fan Tong's face immediately vanished, and he clapped his hands with joy, "Good, great! My Fan family will not be extinct!"
Madam Fan's brows relaxed, and she excitedly clasped her hands together, repeatedly saying, "Amitabha, thank you Bodhisattva for protecting my Chen family line."
"Don't get too excited yet," Chen Qingqing interrupted them sternly.
Fan Hun was taken aback, and his smile immediately vanished. "Miss Chen, what do you mean? Am I still not fully recovered?"
“That’s right. I just managed to control the illness. To cure it completely, I need to take good care of myself.” Chen Qingqing continued solemnly, “From now on, you must pay attention to your morals, abstain from sex, and remember not to philander or act recklessly again. If you do it again, there will be no hope for you.”
"This...this is terrible!"
Fan Hun felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat poured down his back. He now completely believed Chen Qingqing's words.
"Miss Chen, I'll listen to you. I promise I'll never stray again. But how long should I wait?"
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