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Chapter 591 - 248: Tang Chenghu Must Beg Me Before I’ll Save the Old Master (Part 2)
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Chapter 591: Chapter 248: Tang Chenghu Must Beg Me Before I’ll Save the Old Master (Part 2)

Divine Doctor Xue placed needles respectively at the Shenting Acupoint, Yintang, Taiyang, Shixuan, Renzhong, Yongquan, and other locations.

"Hehe... Mr. Tang, just wait a few minutes, and you’ll be fine soon. I’ll go write a prescription. Follow the prescription, and you’ll just need to take the medicine." Divine Doctor Xue said with a smile.

Tang Hengyu nodded and said, "Thank you, Divine Doctor Xue."

Divine Doctor Xue went to sit at the nearby table to write the prescription.

The members of the Tang family at the door were all watching Tang Hengyu lying on the bed with great attention.

Initially, Tang Hengyu didn’t feel anything, but after a minute, he gradually felt a pain in his chest, accompanied by an inexplicable suffocating sensation. After two minutes, he felt a metallic taste in his throat. After three minutes, he couldn’t bear it anymore and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Pfft..."

A large area of the quilt was stained red with blood.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

"Grandfather!"

The Tang family members rushed in excitedly.

Divine Doctor Xue quickly dropped the prescription and rushed over. Seeing Tang Hengyu trembling all over, his complexion showing a purplish-red color, and black-red blood continuously flowing from the corners of his mouth, he became panicked.

How could this be possible? How could it happen?

This shouldn’t be the reaction!

Tang Xia hurriedly asked, "Divine Doctor Xue, did you happen to needle the Renzhong Acupoint?"

Divine Doctor Xue nodded, pointing to the needle on Tang Hengyu’s Renzhong, and said, "I did!"

Tang Xia: "Oh no, didn’t I tell you that Yang Chen said not to needle here? Why did you insist on it? Hurry and remove it! My grandfather is like this, do you want to kill him?"

Divine Doctor Xue quickly went up to remove all the needles, but Tang Hengyu’s symptoms didn’t alleviate. Instead, he turned sideways and vomited blood onto the floor again.

"How could this be? How could this be? It’s impossible!" Divine Doctor Xue muttered to himself.

Tang Chenghu: "Quick, call an ambulance!"

Tang Chengbao quickly called for an ambulance, urgently sending Tang Hengyu to Renmin Hospital.

Since he was the elderly master of the Tang family, the hospital called specialists overnight to rescue him quickly.

After more than two hours of emergency treatment, Tang Hengyu’s life was barely saved.

The attending doctor reprimanded: "I told you before about the old man’s condition; it can’t be cured, only alleviated with medication. Why don’t you believe it? Why seek some classical medicine expert to treat the elderly? If classical medicine worked, could Western medicine develop so well? Some folk doctors are no different from con artists. How can such a big family not understand this?"

Regardless of who it is, anyone being scolded by a doctor in the hospital must nod and accept obediently.

Even the Tang family, with their strong background, must listen to the doctor’s words obediently.

Divine Doctor Xue was brought in by Tang Chengbao, making him the most responsible.

Originally, he planned to extend the elderly master’s life. As long as the elder lived, the future ruler of the Tang family wasn’t set.

If the elder were gone, Tang Chenghu would be the biggest in the Tang family. Who could demand him to hand over power to Tang Chunlai?

But unexpectedly, the reputed Divine Doctor Xue Wanchun turned out to be an incompetent physician with only a name. He was truly infuriating.

Tang Chengbao: "Dr. Chen, how is my father’s condition? Can he still be cured?"

The doctor shook his head and said: "Originally, the old man’s condition could be alleviated with medication. Now, after being messed up by a folk doctor, even a divine doctor can’t save him. I estimate you should be mentally prepared; the senior has at most ten days to two weeks to live."

"What?"

"Ah? Why is it so severe!"

"Second brother, from which con artist did you find this guy? Father is going to be killed by him."

"What should we do now? Are we just going to watch grandfather die slowly? Wah—"

...

The family was instantly thrown into chaos.

Tang Xia wiped her tears and hurriedly called Yang Chen.

At this moment, Yang Chen was driving passengers and couldn’t answer the phone, so he swiped to hang up.

"What to do? Yang Chen isn’t answering my call. He must have guessed something happened to grandpa. Oh, dad, he said you must go beg him, and then he will save grandpa. You should go beg him quickly." Tang Xia said.

Tang Chenghu was angry, raising his hand to slap Tang Xia in the face, scolding: "Enough! What time is it? Are you still messing around? Grandpa has only a few days left to live, and you’re still naively trusting his words."

Mom quickly embraced Tang Xia, complaining: "Why did you hit Tang Xia? She kept reminding not to needle the Renzhong Acupoint, and did anyone listen? She said once the Renzhong Acupoint was needled, father would vomit blood profusely. Look, was she wrong?"

Everyone was silent.

Could it really be the Renzhong Acupoint’s fault?

Tang Chengbao didn’t dare to bear the responsibility of harming his father. He quickly said to his elder brother: "Elder brother, quickly try to find Yang Chen. We don’t have a better option now, and trying won’t cost anything."

The attending doctor said helplessly: "Why is all I’ve explained useless? If you’re fooled again to get needles or treatments from con artists, we Western doctors can’t do anything. If you doubt our hospital’s treatment, I suggest you transfer to Longmei Hospital. They represent the most advanced medical technology today. If they also say the old man has only ten days to half a month left, you should give up. Please listen to my advice, don’t believe in classical medicine anymore, folk doctors are all impostors."

At this time, Yang Chen returned Tang Xia’s call.

Tang Xia quickly answered the call, crying and said: "Wah—Ah Chen, my grandfather really vomited blood, the doctor said he only has ten days to half a month to live. Wah—"

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