C58 He Gave Fifty Million Just to Cure a Disease!

"Cough, cough... Chen, could you peel an apple for Lanlan?"

"Eating more fruit during pregnancy is beneficial for the baby."

Ann's mother, lying in the hospital bed, took a few seconds to process before she hurriedly instructed Lin Chen.

Was Lin Chen really asking Old Man Huang, the treating doctor, for money?

Did Lin Chen want to get rid of the doctor so badly that he was willing to hasten Old Man Huang's death?

"Um, Godly Doctor Xia, Old Mr. Huang, my husband isn't quite right in the head."

"Please don't take him seriously. Regarding the treatment, you can discuss it as you normally would. There's no need to pay him any mind."

Ann Lan's mouth twitched slightly as she spoke with a hint of apology to Godly Doctor Xia.

She feared that Lin Chen's remarks might provoke Godly Doctor Xia, who would then abandon Old Man Huang.

If that were to happen, wouldn't Lin Chen be indirectly responsible for shortening Old Man Huang's life?

"No, no, no, I believe this young man makes a valid point."

"Even though this treatment is pro bono, it's primarily for a medical study."

"If some money would persuade Old Mr. Huang to participate, I'd be more than willing."

Just when Ann Lan and her mother braced for Godly Doctor Xia's anger, he surprised them by shaking his head and speaking earnestly.

Before they could respond, Godly Doctor Xia seized the moment.

He turned to Old Man Huang and inquired, "Old Mr. Huang, how much would you need to agree to the treatment?"

Old Man Huang's face twitched as he watched Godly Doctor Xia's careful approach, then shot Lin Chen a fierce glare.

In his long life, he had never encountered a patient trying to swindle money from a doctor.

Yet, he found himself quite pleased with the idea.

After glaring at Lin Chen, Old Man Huang cracked a smile and slowly extended five fingers.

Hadn't Godly Doctor Xia mentioned he could extend his life by three to five years?

In that case, a treatment fee of ten thousand per year, totaling fifty thousand over five years, seemed reasonable, didn't it?

"Five?"

Godly Doctor Xia was momentarily taken aback by Old Man Huang's gesture.

Before Old Man Huang could clarify, Lin Chen smiled slightly and said softly, "Godly Doctor Xia, my brother means fifty million!"

"Not a penny less," Lin Chen declared.

Pfft!

No sooner had the words left Lin Chen's mouth than Old Man Huang, who had just taken a sip of water, sprayed it all over Godly Doctor Xia's face.

Fifty million? This kid must have his head in the clouds!

To Old Man Huang, even fifty thousand seemed steep.

But Lin Chen, the ultimate swindler, nonchalantly demanded fifty million as if money grew on trees.

"Fifty... million?"

Godly Doctor Xia, drenched and stunned, wavered for a long while.

Finally, with gritted teeth, he consented.

Though the sum was staggering, he figured he could later recoup the cost from Old Man Huang's family.

"Hiss! Mom, give me a pinch. I need to know if I'm dreaming."

"A doctor offers free treatment, gets swindled out of fifty million by the patient—this sounds too bizarre to be true, yet the doctor actually agreed?"

Ann Lan sat by the hospital bed, her eyes wide with disbelief as she watched the exchange between Lin Chen, Godly Doctor Xia, and the rest.

"Ow, Mom, did you really have to pinch me?"

"I'm carrying your grandchild here!"

Ann Lan winced at the sharp pain in her arm, reproachfully reminding her mother.

"Now, Lanlan, you can't fault your mom."

"Who told you to marry such a formidable man?"

"He's turned the Sun family upside down, and now he's got Old Man Huang pulling a fast one on the doctor. I feel like I'm in a dream too," Ann's mother said by way of explanation.

From the adjacent bed, Old Man Huang quickly caught on to Godly Doctor Xia's intentions and couldn't help but revel in the turn of events.

After all, he thought, better for him and Lin Chen to put the ill-gotten gains of his unscrupulous family to good use than to let it cause more trouble.

"Old Mr. Huang, this bank card happens to have exactly fifty million in it."

"If that's alright with you, shall we proceed with the treatment?"

Godly Doctor Xia barely had the card out before Old Man Huang snatched it up, casting a cautious glance at Lin Chen as if wary of being outmaneuvered.

Watching Huang tuck the bank card away with great care, Lin Chen allowed himself a small, knowing smile.

What's the point in holding onto it now?

Soon enough, he'll have to cough it up, honest and true!

Old Man Huang was acutely aware of the severity of his cancer... or rather, his injuries, more so than anyone else.

For someone like Godly Doctor Xia, an ordinary man, extending his life by even a few years was utterly out of the question!

"Godly Doctor Xia, is it?"

"You may proceed with the treatment now."

"Whether his death comes sooner or later, the outcome remains unchanged."

Once Old Man Huang stowed away his bank card, he sprawled out, presenting himself like a lord awaiting indignity—no, awaiting treatment.

"Please take this pill first, Old Mr. Huang."

"Our team has developed this cutting-edge medicine, which is highly effective for your condition."

After watching Old Man Huang take the pill, Godly Doctor Xia waited a few minutes before beginning to insert the silver needles.

"The silver needles will help the medicine disperse quickly throughout your body. You may experience some discomfort shortly."

"Old Mr. Huang, I ask for your patience during this."

Uncharacteristically, Old Man Huang didn't try to weasel out of the situation.

He was well aware that dodging it once would only lead to a second and third time.

With that in mind, he preferred to crush the false hopes of those scoundrels at home once and for all.

As time ticked away, nearly half an hour later, Godly Doctor Xia removed the silver needles, and the attending physicians started drawing blood for an urgent analysis.

Before long, the results were in.

"Godly Doctor Xia, this is nothing short of miraculous!"

"In such a short time, the patient's cancer cells have reduced by a tenth."

"With a few more treatments, there's a chance he could be completely healed!"

The middle-aged doctors couldn't hide their excitement as they examined the report.

In response, Godly Doctor Xia humbly shook his head, "Your praise is too generous."

"Cancer remains a formidable foe; I've only managed to slow its spread. A complete cure is beyond my capabilities at present."

Though the doctors felt a tinge of disappointment, they continued to heap praise on Godly Doctor Xia.

Slowing the cancer's spread could mean additional years for the patient—a significant victory in its own right.

Such medical prowess certainly deserves their elaborate flattery.

"Godly Doctor Xia, do you really think I could live a few more years?" Old Man Huang, lying in his bed, furrowed his brow and asked gravely.

Despite his outward indifference to his fate, the truth was, if he could extend his life, he might just resolve the crisis with his ungrateful offspring. After all, they had only exploited his name to make ill-gotten gains under duress.

"Huang, you're probably daydreaming," Lin Chen said dismissively. "Within three minutes, you'll cough up blood profusely, and within ten, you'll breathe your last."

"So, how about entrusting me with your fifty-million-dollar nest egg for safekeeping?"

"And let's not forget, once you've passed, as your eldest brother, I'll make sure to spend a good ten thousand or so on a lavish farewell ceremony in your honor."

Lin Chen gave Godly Doctor Xia a penetrating look before turning to Old Man Huang with a smile.

At these words, a flicker of confusion crossed Old Man Huang's eyes. The doctors had assured him that his cancer was under control, so what was Lin Chen getting at?

Godly Doctor Xia, on the other hand, tried to conceal the fleeting panic that darted through his gaze upon hearing Lin Chen's pronouncement.