1983: C1983 Collusive Qi

C1983 Collusive Qi

Acupuncture?!

Grasping onto this key word, Dr. Zhuang scolded, "You're still not admitting to murdering Patriarch Chu even at this time? What dogshit acupuncture treatment? You're not treating a patient right now, it's clearly murder."

"Heh, you will definitely say that this is Chinese medicine. Saying that Chinese medicine can treat illnesses has a great effect."

Without giving Lin Fann a chance to refute, Dr. Zhuang spat on the ground, "Pah! Chinese medicine is garbage. Using Chinese medicine to cure a disease is murder."

Tsk tsk tsk tsk …

After looking over Dr. Zhuang from head to toe, Lin Fann asked curiously, "If I can't cure Patriarch Chu, you should be very happy, right?" Isn't it? "

"What's more, if I can't cure it, I'll lose all my face and be punished by Second Patriarch. Dr. Zhuang, you should be very happy." Lin Fann's voice was full of confusion, "Why are you so concerned about this now?"

"Mr. Lin, Chinese medicine is the worst thing that can happen to my big brother. If anything happens to him, you have to take full responsibility."

Chu Jingye snorted coldly, "My brother's illness can't even be cured by western medicine, and now you're using Chinese medicine to treat it. You're obviously trying to kill my brother."

"Second Patriarch, why do I feel like you wish for Patriarch Chu's death?"

Looking at the furious Chu Jingye, Lin Fann joked, "Was it just my misconception, or was your performance too obvious?"

"Mr. Lin, I will keep my word. I will wait for your results."

Chu Jingye suppressed the anger in his heart and went back to his original position without saying anything. Since the situation had developed to this point, he might as well wait.

If Chu Xiong really died, Lin Fann would have helped him a lot.

"That's right, I'll continue the treatment."

This time, Lin Fann took out a Soul-Returning Pill and placed it in Chu Xiong's mouth. After swallowing it, he used his zhenqi to urge the medicine to volatile. After finishing all this, Lin Fann's hand finally reached out and touched the former's pulse.

"Patriarch Chu, I know you can hear me. I need you to act with me later. For the next two minutes, listen to me carefully …"

Two minutes later, Lin Fann let go of his hand and his body couldn't help but take two steps back. With an inconceivable look in his eyes, he pointed at Chu Xiong who was on the sickbed, his voice full of confusion.

How could that be? How could this be? Patriarch Chu, he... He …

"Brother Fann, what happened to my dad?"

Seeing Lin Fann give the signal, Chu Tian immediately rushed over in understanding: "Say it, tell me quickly, what happened to my dad?"

"Something happened. Patriarch Chu's condition is deteriorating. My treatment is useless."

He kept shaking his head. Lin Fann scratched his head, "Impossible, it can't be useless. Something must be wrong."

When Chu Jingye and Dr. Zhuang heard this, they looked at each other full of smugness. Things really went as they had planned. Patriarch Chu was cured and killed.

"Dad …" "Dad, nothing will happen to you …"

Chu Tian, who ran to the sickbed, grabbed his father's hand and shouted, "No way, dad, you'll be fine, I'll definitely save you."

Tears fell down Chu Tian's face. While he held his hand, he was stunned for a moment. He felt happy and then quickly continued acting. What he needed to do now was to continue, and how he was going to proceed with the previous act.

"The head of the family, he, the head of the family, he …"

The butler on the other hand, had a pained look on his face. When he saw that Chu Xiong's face was devoid of color, he kneeled onto the ground in a daze. He buried his head in his lap, his voice filled with grief.

Patriarch, you can't die … Patriarch, you can't die …

"Lin Fann, you killed my father. Today, I'm going to kill you."0

Ignoring the tears on his face, Chu Tian pounced towards Lin Fann in anger …

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