Wang Lao had just seemed kindly, but his expression changed drastically when he saw Xiao Hu preparing to sit down.

He sternly shouted, "Apologize to Doctor Liu!"

"Wang Lao... I..." Xiao Hu tried to argue.

"Do you not realize your mistake? Earlier you refused to take responsibility and had Doctor Liu save me, then you doubted his medical skill, and finally you wanted to call the police on him. How could I have someone as despicable as you under me?" Wang Lao scolded angrily.

"I... I was wrong!"

Xiao Hu was left speechless by Wang Lao's words. He sincerely looked at Liu Zixuan and bowed deeply: "Doctor Liu, it was my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you or harbored such petty thoughts."

Liu Zixuan waved his hand dismissively, not acknowledging him. As always with such people, Liu Zixuan would either ignore them or deal with them decisively.

Since Wang Lao was present, Liu Zixuan acted as if nothing had happened.

He looked at Wang Lao with a smile and said, "Is there something you need?"

"Doctor Liu, someone is born with Anomalous Blood, coincidentally low platelet count, feeling cold all over in summer, and burning hot in winter. Are you familiar with these symptoms?" Wang Lao asked with a furrowed brow.

After asking, Wang Lao kept staring at Liu Zixuan's expression, as if trying to glean something from it.

Upon hearing this, Liu Zixuan raised his eyebrows: "May I ask how you came to know about this condition?"

"So you're familiar with it?" Wang Lao showed a sense of urgency.

"This disease is an innate condition, referred to as a congenital blood disorder in unconventional medicine, and known as Tianshu in National Medicine!"

"Tianshu! Indeed." Wang Lao sighed, "Truth be told, I've also looked through some ancient texts and suspected it was Tianshu, but I didn't want to admit it. After all, the one suffering from this disease is my only son. The ancient texts say this condition is incurable!"

"It seems fate is playing tricks. My son seems destined to have only a few years left!"

Seeing Wang Lao's sorrowful expression, the others began to console him, urging him to look on the bright side.

Liu Zixuan then asked: "How old is your son, if I may ask?"

"Twenty-five, a bit older than you," Wang Lao sighed deeply again, "The ancient texts say those with this condition don't live past thirty!"

Twenty-five years old, huh?

Liu Zixuan murmured softly: "If you trust me, I could try to help."

"You can treat this illness?" Wang Lao wasn't doubting Liu Zixuan's medical skills; rather, he had been researching this illness for almost twenty years, seeking famous doctors worldwide to no avail.

Although Liu Zixuan's skills were remarkable, he was still young, and it seemed impossible for him to cure such an anciently documented condition.

Liu Zixuan smiled: "Whether or not it can be treated, I need to see your son to determine that. If I were to say now that I could cure it, that would be a big claim."

"What are the chances?" Wang Lao asked again.

In truth, he was asking carefully because he didn't want his son to go through turmoil. Many doctors had promised treatment over the years, and Wang Lao had grown immune to such statements, hence needing to ascertain before deciding.

Liu Zixuan stroked his chin, thinking, "More than fifty percent."

"Xiao Hu, call Kun'Er and have him come to Lingxiu Village!" Wang Lao immediately instructed Xiao Hu beside him.

Xiao Hu frowned: "But Brother Kun is in a meeting these days. You know, an important figure from above has arrived!"

"So what? Important figures also need to care about the lives of ordinary people!" Wang Lao reprimanded and pulled out his phone from his pocket.

After a while, the call went through: "Wang Kun, come to Lingxiu Village!"

"Dad, I'm in a meeting, you know that."

"I've found someone who can treat you, come quickly," Wang Lao said firmly.

The opposite side was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Dad, you've done so much for me over the years, I remember it all. But you understand my disease isn't simple, let's just leave it. I don't want any more trouble."

"I'm asking you to come, so you come."

"But..."

"Give the phone to your leader, I'll speak to him."

After another moment of silence, another voice came on: "Wang Lao, it's Qian Lin."

"Xiao Qian, you must order Wang Kun to come here now. You know my temper; if he doesn't arrive before noon tomorrow, I won't come find you, I'll go directly to your superior." Wang Lao finished and promptly hung up.

He then looked at Liu Zixuan: "Doctor Liu, it seems I need to inconvenience you a bit more, please do take a look at my son."

"Rest assured, if it's treatable, I will do my utmost. After all, curing the sick and saving lives is my duty and responsibility!" Liu Zixuan smiled.

"It's getting late; how about this, I'll host and we'll go to town for a simple meal, how does that sound?"

Liu Zixuan thought for a moment: "If you don't mind having it in the village, there are many things I can't stray too far from here."

"Of course, I don't mind. I just didn't want to trouble you," Wang Lao laughed awkwardly.

Liu Zixuan looked up at Liu Ruyan: "Let Lian Sister know to help prepare some food to bring over, there's a lounge upstairs in the clinic. Let Wang Lao and the others stay overnight here!"

Liu Ruyan nodded and went out.

Although Liu Ruyan often bickered with Liu Zixuan, she trusted him in critical moments. In fact, what she admired most about Liu Zixuan was his demeanor when handling matters, an indescribably attractive aura.

What was that saying... a man who takes his work seriously is the most handsome!

"Most of you have injuries, you don't need to leave today. The rooms upstairs haven't been used before, you can squeeze in." Liu Zixuan smiled.

The people gratefully nodded and, guided by Liu Zixuan, they went to rest there.

Now only Wang Lao and Liu Zixuan remained in the hall.

Wang Lao smiled warmly: "I never expected to encounter a miraculous doctor like you while just trying to relax in the mountains."

"I wouldn't dare claim to be a miraculous doctor," Liu Zixuan replied humbly, smiling.

"You certainly deserve the title," Wang Lao laughed, "You have a bit of the flavor of the hidden talents residing among the people and the hidden experts living in the wild."

"Such medical skills here in this small mountain village, it truly is unexpected!"

"Wang Lao, you're praising me too much!"

To be honest, Liu Zixuan's skin was thick, but receiving such praise made him a bit embarrassed.

"I rarely praise anyone, not even my own son, and he achieved more at just twenty-five than many might at fifty."

"I wonder who your son is..." Liu Zixuan became interested.

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