The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 406 Can he be more powerful than the experts of the Tian Sheng Sect?

Xijing First Hospital.

Liu Zhenhao led Lin Chen to the special care ward area. All the wards here were single rooms, and each ward was very spacious and equipped with all kinds of advanced instruments.

Lin Chen looked around and smiled, "This special protection area is not a place that ordinary people can afford to live in. The old gentleman is quite wealthy."

Liu Zhenhao replied in a low voice, "The old gentleman is a very pure scholar, the kind of upright figure that comes to mind when we think of scholars. He doesn't care about money and probably didn't earn much in his life. However, the Han family, to which the old gentleman belongs, is a powerful family of cultivators. In addition, the old gentleman's sons are all very capable..."

Lin Chen asked, "Are you also a cultivator, sir?"

Liu Zhenhao shook his head: "No, he's just an ordinary person who is obsessed with archaeology and has been obsessed with it his whole life."

Lin Chen nodded and said no more.

Liu Zhenhao looked at the ward number and stopped in his tracks: "This is it."

Liu Zhenhao knocked gently on the door, which opened from the inside. A man in his fifties opened the door and looked Liu Zhenhao up and down as he held a bouquet of flowers.

"you are?"

Liu Zhenhao smiled and said in a low voice, "Mr. Han, I am Liu Zhenhao. I have come to visit Mr. Han. We made an appointment before."

Han Xuecheng's son, Han Yuanli, stepped aside and said in a low voice, "Please come in."

In the spacious ward, an elderly man with white hair, looking emaciated, lay on the hospital bed. The only impression he gave was that he was thin!

He looked as if he had become so thin that he was just skin and bones, but his eyes were still bright. When he looked at Liu Zhenhao who came in, the old man nodded slightly and did not say anything.

Sitting at the head of the bed was a slightly overweight man in his fifties, who was taking the old man's pulse by placing his hand on his wrist.

Lin Chen's gaze fell on the man, and after a couple of glances, he confirmed that the man in front of him was a cultivator, and his strength should be quite high.

A practitioner-physician?
Staying in the hospital and having a practitioner-physician come to treat the illness suggests that the doctors in this hospital must be at their wits' end.

The doctor was seeing patients, and Liu Zhenhao and Lin Chen naturally kept quiet and stood aside waiting.

After taking his pulse, the doctor gave him a thorough examination of his entire body, his expression grave: "Strange, strange..."

Han Yuanli stepped forward and asked cautiously, "Mr. Gong, how is it?" Mr. Gong frowned and said, "The deficiency of qi and blood is so severe, yet we can't find the cause. Strange, truly strange."

Han Yuanli asked worriedly, "My father has been getting thinner and thinner since he came back last time. The doctors can't find anything wrong. We've tried all sorts of methods and consulted all sorts of doctors, but we still can't stop his condition from worsening. Mr. Gong, is there anything you can do?"

Mr. Gong sighed, "If we can find the cause, we can naturally treat the underlying problem. But if we can't find the cause, even with a thousand skills, we won't know where to begin. All I can do is prescribe some tonics to see if they can replenish the qi and blood..."

Han Xuecheng, lying on the bed, said in a dry voice, "Thank you, Dr. Gong."

Mr. Gong waved his hand: "No need to thank me, no need to thank me. My skills are not good enough to help you. I'm ashamed!"

Mr. Gong walked to the table next to him, sat down, and began to think about writing the prescription.

Han Xuecheng's gaze fell on Liu Zhenhao, and a kind smile appeared on his face: "Little Liu, you've come all this way to see this old man. You're so thoughtful."

Liu Zhenhao bent over, gently held the old man's hand, and said softly, "It's only right. If it weren't for the old man guiding me on my path in life, I don't know where I would be suffering now."

Han Xuecheng laughed and said, "Everyone's path can only be determined by themselves. Your achievements today are not due to my efforts. However, this old man is very gratified, which proves that my decision to help you was the right one."

Han Yuanli came over and said in a low voice, "Mr. Liu, my father is in poor health and needs to rest..."

Liu Zhenhao immediately understood. What they meant was, "You've come and done your part, and we appreciate it. But please don't keep talking. You should leave now that you've visited. The old man needs more rest."

Liu Zhenhao, disregarding the fact that Dr. Gong was still there, said in a low voice, "Mr. Han, besides visiting you today, I also brought a highly skilled doctor with me, hoping he can examine the old gentleman..."

Han Yuanli's gaze fell on Lin Chen, his brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed, "My father's illness is very strange. Many experts and doctors have been unable to find the cause. This Mr. Gong is a highly skilled physician from the Tian Sheng Sect, renowned throughout the world..."

Han Yuanli didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning behind it was very clear.

The expert doctors are helpless. Even this master from the Tian Sheng Sect can't find the cause of the illness. The person you brought is so young. How skilled can his medical skills be? Even if he is, can he be more skilled than the master from the Tian Sheng Sect?

Liu Zhenhao was immediately embarrassed. Although he was not a cultivator, he had at least been in contact with the cultivation world and naturally knew the status of the Tian Sheng Sect in the field of medicine.

Lin Chen's medical skills are indeed very impressive, but Liu Zhenhao couldn't guarantee that Lin Chen's medical skills were definitely better than those of the experts from the Tian Sheng Sect!
More importantly, they clearly don't trust Lin Chen and don't want to accept Liu Zhenhao's good intentions.

Liu Zhenhao sighed, and just as he was about to take his leave, Han Xuecheng on the bed suddenly smiled and said, "The more doctors I have to see, the more hope I have of living. Although I am over eighty years old, I am still afraid of dying. Young man, would you please take a look at me?"

(End of this chapter)