Chapter 51
Ye Mingluo and others waited left and right in the gathering hall, still awaiting the return of Old Master Xiahou. The group couldn’t help but whisper among themselves, wondering if there had been an accident involving the Young Master.
At this mont, the old housekeeper Zhu Mountain rushed in. He walked urgently and almost kicked the threshold. Fortunately, he quickly grabbed the door fra to steady himself.
Seeing him in such a hurry, Ye Mingluo’s heart skipped a beat. He instinctively asked, "Old housekeeper, why the rush? Did sothing happen to Young Master Xiahou?"
The others also looked up at the Zhu Mountain housekeeper, sharing the sa thoughts as Ye Mingluo.
"No!" Zhu Mountain’s face rarely showed a smile as he said, "Distinguished guests, in an hour, the dicine Farr Star herself will perform surgery on the Young Master in the sterile operating room. She specifically asked to invite everyone to observe and learn!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Mingluo and the others widened their eyes.
"What? dicine Farr Star can really cure Young Master Xiahou’s disease?" An elderly man dressed as a Taoist scratched his beard and said incredulously, "The Young Master’s illness is peculiar and rare worldwide; for over ten years, no one has been able to explain it. Until today, I hadn’t heard of dicine Farr Star’s na. He seems to have appeared out of nowhere. Is soone like that truly capable of curing the Young Master?"
"Could it be a scam?"
The Taoist glanced around and noticed that others shared the sa reaction, realizing that they also held the sa doubts.
It’s not jealousy of dicine Farr Star; it’s simply that Xiahou Huai Gui’s condition is too bizarre for monks, Taoists, or doctors to understand.
This person nad dicine Farr Star claims he can cure Xiahou Huai Gui, which naturally raises suspicion.
"We’ll know if he’s capable once we go and see for ourselves." Ye Mingluo stood up first, addressing Zhu Mountain, "Please take us there now, old housekeeper."
The Zhu Mountain housekeeper quickly nodded, gesturing to all the guests, "Distinguished guests, please follow to the dical room."
Ghost Hand Divine Doctor Ye Mingluo’s dical skills are unmatched in the world today.
Seeing even him willing to go to the dical building to observe dicine Farr Star’s surgery, the others suppressed their doubts and scorn, proceeding to the dical building en masse.
Huo Wen’an, dressed in mountaineering attire, stood alone at the top peak of Tuo Ling Peak, operating a drone. Through the drone footage, he soon noticed Ye Mingluo and his group’s movents.
They hurriedly headed towards the direction of the Xiahou Family dical building; could it be that the Young Master Xiahou Huai Gui isn’t going to make it?
Xiahou Huai Gui, like Huo Wen’an, has been plagued by a strange illness for many years. They have never t, yet they empathize with each other.
Over the years, they’ve secretly kept tabs on each other’s conditions, fueled by a competitive spirit, seeing who can survive longer, determining the rightful winner.
Faced with the possibility of that fellow dying, Huo Wen’an felt no joy of victory but rather a heavy heart.
A sympathetic response to another’s misfortune.
Huo Wen’an seed to sense the looming approach of death.
Suddenly, the ringing phone interrupted Huo Wen’an’s attention.
He answered quickly, hearing Ye Mingluo’s voice, barely concealing excitent, "A Zui, quickly get to the dical building, dicine Farr Star is personally performing surgery on Xiahou Huai Gui!"
dicine Farr Star?
"How is dicine Farr Star here?" The suddenly ergent dicine Farr Star had lately reached Huo Wen’an’s ears through various channels.
He felt a strange familiarity and closeness to the na.
"I don’t know, let’s hurry, this is a mont of witnessing history." Ye Mingluo openly expressed his admiration for dicine Farr Star, saying, "If dicine Farr Star succeeds in treating Xiahou Huai Gui, I’ll kneel and worship him as my master on the spot!"
"A Zui, hurry to the dical building, perhaps dicine Farr Star has the Ice Crystal Grass we need." Ye Mingluo hastily explained before hanging up.
After ending the call, Huo Wen’an sat back on the giant rock behind him, gazing at the cloud-veiled estate below.
The sun pierced through the clouds, embracing him fully, light shimring on his calloused, bone-white fingers, and he suddenly reached back to grasp the rising sun.
The sun cannot be grasped, yet his palm was warm.
In that mont, Huo Wen’an was struck by a fierce desire—
If dicine Farr Star can cure Xiahou Huai Gui, can he also cure ?
Huo Wen’an’s heart, once devoid of fight, couldn’t help but beat faster again.
Who doesn’t want to live?
He surely does.
The drone buzzed softly as it landed beside Huo Wen’an. He picked up the drone, tapped it, stood up, and walked down the mountain in leisurely steps, humming tunes.
To the east of the Xiahou Family estate lies a man-made lake nad Chaoyang Lake, because the first ray of sunlight at dawn always illuminates this lake first.
The dical building was established to the east of Chaoyang Lake, symbolizing the rising sun, full of vigor and vitality.
Led by the Zhu Mountain housekeeper, Ye Mingluo and his group took a small boat to cross the lake and landed ashore, and were guided all the way to the observation room next to the operating room.
The observation room is separated from the sterile operating room by only a glass wall. Through the glass, they could see every movent inside the operating room.
Inside the observation room, there was also an ultra-clear screen.
When Ye Mingluo and his group arrived, servants were moving chairs into the observation room.
"Distinguished guests, please be seated."
Just as Ye Mingluo and his group sat down, Old Master Xiahou personally pushed Mrs. Xiahou in a wheelchair, entering the room, followed by their eldest son Xiahou Huaicai and second daughter Xiahou Huaiyu.
Mrs. Xiahou had been quite ill lately, wearing a dark red suit that failed to bring color back to her face. Her silver hair appeared dry yet neatly arranged.
Upon seeing Mrs. Xiahou, Ye Mingluo and others stood up, respectfully greeting her, "General Luo, hello." The old woman before them had contributed significantly to Xia Country’s achievents, deserving everyone’s respect.
Mrs. Xiahou raised her hand to acknowledge them, thanking them for coming, and her ancient yet still sharp eyes fell upon the operating room beyond the glass wall.
At that mont, the operating room was bustling, with the Xiahou Family’s family doctor and caregivers preparing for the upcoming surgery.
The old lady tightly grasped Old Master Xiahou’s wrist, filled with excitent, yet doubtful. She asked him, "Da Xiong, can this dicine Farr Star really save our Huai Gui?"
Old Master Xiahou, known as Xiahou Xiong, was only ever called "Da Xiong" by the old lady.
He was unsure if dicine Farr Star could successfully treat their youngest son, but dicine Farr Star represented their only hope.
Old Master never lied to Luo Xiangyue, his wife. He lowered his head to touch her dry hair with a sigh, saying, "I don’t know either, but she is the only one who can explain Huai Gui’s illness. At this point, we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate."
Hearing Old Master’s words comforted the old lady.
Soon, the Xiahou Family’s direct line descendants arrived one after another, seating themselves behind the elderly couple according to their rank and closeness.
Male mbers, regardless of age, sat behind Old Master, while female mbers sat behind the old lady.
As the surgical preparations were nearing completion, Xiahou Shang arrived with his wife, Zhang Zhiyi.
As the eldest grandson of the direct line, Xiahou Shang’s seat was closest to his father, nearest to Old Master. His wife, Zhang Zhiyi, sat with the female kin of the Xiahou Family.
It was unclear if by chance or intention, but on the won’s side, there was only one remaining spot, right in the far corner.
After Xiahou Shang sat down, he realized there was no spot for Zhang Zhiyi among the row of granddaughters-in-law. Turning to look behind him, he found Zhang Zhiyi seated in the deepest corner.
With a slight frown, Xiahou Shang undid his jacket button and stood up. Amid casual glances from the others, he resolutely made his way to Zhang Zhiyi’s spot.
No matter the ti or place, he would always stand firmly in the sa camp as his wife.
He had promised Zhang Zhiyi this before marriage.
Noticing Xiahou Shang heading towards Zhang Zhiyi, his younger brother Xiahou Jin raised an eyebrow, showing a gloating expression. In this setting, he dared to challenge the family’s authority, what a fool.
Being so enamored, it was truly fearso.
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