After misreading the terminal illness diagnosis, the female CEO actually wanted to marry him

Jiang Zhengping was panicked.

Taking time to get married before saving someone, is this something a normal miracle doctor would do?

"Doctor Qin, I will call you a miracle doctor for now. My daughter's condition is very serious and cannot be delayed at all!" Jiang Zhengping's face darkened.

"You don't believe me?" Qin Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Zhengping said righteously: "It's not that I don't trust you, it's that you don't make me trust you!"

"If you are really a miracle healer, please prove it!"

"If you're fake, get out of this car right now! If you don't delay my daughter's treatment, I can still let you go, but otherwise I'll make you regret coming into this world!"

After saying that, Jiang Zhengping stared at Qin Yuan intently.

Qin Yuan's expression remained unchanged. Since his master had specifically instructed him to save people, Qin Yuan would definitely not give up halfway.

The next second, Jiang Zhengping felt a flash before his eyes, and his wrist was pinched in Qin Yuan's hand.

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhengping cried out in surprise and tried to pull his wrist free, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"do not move!"

Qin Yuan tapped Jiang Zhengping's chest impatiently.

Jiang Zhengping was horrified to find that he really couldn't move.

When Jiang Zhengping was thinking about how to save himself, Qin Yuan's eyes suddenly became strange.

"Mr. Jiang, you look a little weak!"

Jiang Zhengping's face flushed red as he retorted, "Impossible!"

Qin Yuan ignored Jiang Zhengping's explanation and analyzed it himself: "Do you often get up at night? Your waist and limbs are sore, and your limbs are weak. It feels like your body is overdrawn."

Jiang Zhengping was surprised.

These were exactly the same symptoms as his, but he absolutely could not admit that he was weak.

Just as he was about to make an excuse for his physical condition, Qin Yuan continued, "I can cure it!"

"Please ask Divine Doctor Qin to teach me!"

Jiang Zhengping's eyes were full of desire.

"Simple!"

Qin Yuan stretched out his finger and quickly pressed on Jiang Zhengping's acupoints.

A sweat broke out on Jiang Zhengping's forehead, but his body felt warm, as if he was in a heater.

When Jiang Zhengping hummed softly with comfort, he was surprised to find that his body could move again, and the previous feeling of powerlessness had completely disappeared.

"He's truly a miracle doctor! He doesn't need any injections or medication, and he doesn't need any surgery, yet he has such miraculous results!"

"I was blind to the truth just now. Please forgive me, Doctor Qin!"

Jiang Zhengping was shocked and no longer dared to doubt Qin Yuan's strength. He greeted him with a smile.

Qin Yuan nodded slightly and closed his eyes to rest.

An hour later, at the Jiang family.

"Doctor Qin, please come in quickly. I only have this one daughter, and she is still young. Please save her!" Jiang Zhengping led Qin Yuan into the house.

"Take me to see the patient!"

Jiang Zhengping did not dare to delay and took Qin Yuan upstairs and went straight to his daughter's boudoir.

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inside the room.

The woman lay weakly on the bed, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall, her face delicate and her skin as white as cream. The sickly look on her face made her look delicate, like a sick beauty, which made people feel pity for her.

She is Jiang Zhengping's daughter Jiang Qingyuan.

"Doctor Hong, how is my daughter's condition?" Jiang Qingyuan's mother Zhou Meiru asked anxiously to the old man who was taking Jiang Qingyuan's pulse and treating her at the bedside.

Zhou Meiru was extremely anxious.

Her daughter was given a critical illness notice by Rongcheng Hospital and her condition was critical.

Seeing that the hospital could not save her daughter, she spent a huge sum of money to invite the famous doctor Hong.

"Madam, I am sorry for your loss!"

"Miss Jiang's condition has reached a point where there is no cure. I am powerless to help."

"Now all I can do is to make Miss Jiang feel more comfortable before she passes away." Doctor Hong stood up and shook his head regretfully.

The brain is the most sophisticated organ in the human body, and late-stage brain cancer is a terminal illness.

Even though he had used his trump card, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Yang Needle, he was still powerless to save the situation.

"How could this be?"

"My daughter is still young, she can't die!"

"Divine Doctor Hong, please think of another way!"

Zhou Meiru begged desperately.

Doctor Hong just shook his head helplessly.

"He can't cure it, so I'll do it!"

Suddenly a voice interrupted the dull atmosphere in the room.

Qin Yuan followed Jiang Zhengping into the room.

"Who are you? You haven't even taken a look at what's wrong with Miss Jiang, how dare you say you can cure it?" Doctor Hong frowned, feeling displeased with Qin Yuan.

Zhou Meiru also turned around and looked over. When she saw Qin Yuan wearing clothes that no one knew where he bought from a street stall, her eyes revealed an expression of disgust.

"Where did you come from, you wild boy? How did you get in? Get out of here now and don't dirty my floor!" Zhou Meiru glanced at Qin Yuan with a look of contempt on her face.

"I……"

Without waiting for Qin Yuan to explain, Zhou Meiru turned her gaze to Jiang Zhengping and complained, "Where have you been? Your daughter is sick and lying in bed, and you still have the mind to run around?"

"Aren't I going to ask a miracle doctor to treat my daughter's illness?" Jiang Zhengping explained.

"Then where is the miracle doctor you hired?"

"Aren't I here?" Qin Yuan stood in front of Zhou Meiru.

"Didn't I tell you to get out? Why are you still here? Get out quickly!" Zhou Meiru shouted harshly.

He clearly came to save people, but he was scolded and driven away repeatedly.

Even with Qin Yuan's temper, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"If you want to save your daughter, shut up!" Qin Yuan looked at Zhou Meiru indifferently.

Zhou Meiru's body trembled violently, as if she saw something terrifying in that look.

She didn't dare to speak any more, but looked at Qin Yuan with resentment.

There was no more buzzing in his ears, and Qin Yuan walked straight to the bedside and looked at Jiang Qingyuan carefully.

In terms of appearance alone, this woman is no less than Lin Xinyan.

It’s just that the styles are different. Lin Xinyan is a domineering female president, while Jiang Qingyuan is a charming queen.

Qin Yuan's gaze shifted to the silver needles on Jiang Qingyuan's body, and he frowned, "Who applied this acupuncture? They haven't even learned the basics. Isn't this pure harm?"

Qin Yuan was well versed in esoteric medical techniques, elixirs, and pathology.

He saw at a glance that the silver needles on Jiang Qingyuan's body not only had no effect on curing the disease, but would make the condition worse.

Upon hearing Qin Yuan's evaluation, Doctor Hong's face darkened.

The only thing left is pointing at his nose and scolding him for his poor medical skills!

He was a renowned doctor in Chengdu. How could he tolerate such humiliation from a young boy just for the sake of his reputation?!

"Young man, you must be humble!"

"Miss Jiang, I personally gave her acupuncture. There is absolutely no mistake!"

"Why do you say that my medical skills are not good enough? If you can't explain it, I will never let this matter go!" Doctor Hong said angrily.

Qin Yuan glanced at Divine Doctor Hong and said, "If you make a mistake, you must admit it. If you are beaten, you must stand at attention!"

"You've made so many mistakes using the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Yang Needle. You've used this excellent acupuncture technique to save lives in such a rubbish way."

"Look carefully, this is how the needle is used!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yuan had already pulled out all the silver needles from Jiang Qingyuan's body.

"stop!"

Seeing this, Doctor Hong excitedly shouted, "Miss Jiang's condition is being suppressed by these needles of mine! If you pull them all out, won't that be the end of Miss Jiang's life?"

As he said this, Doctor Hong was about to rush forward to stop Qin Yuan.

However, before he could make any move, Qin Yuan had already finished the acupuncture.

Nine silver needles were inserted into Jiang Qingyuan's delicate body in an orderly manner, and seemed to move in rhythm with Jiang Qingyuan's increasingly strong breathing, as if they were alive.

"This……"

"How is this possible? How could a human being perform such a miraculous acupuncture technique?"

Doctor Hong said in a lost voice.

The next second, Jiang Qingyuan, who was originally unconscious, suddenly sat up from the bed. Sweat made her hair stick to her face. She looked a little embarrassed but her cheeks were rosy, no longer as weak as before.

Jiang Zhengping and Zhou Meiru watched their daughter wake up and her complexion return to normal. They hurried forward to ask:

"Daughter, how are you feeling? Are you okay?"

Jiang Qingyuan took a few deep breaths of air without any discomfort. She said happily, "My illness seems to be cured. I don't feel any pain or dizziness anymore!"

Jiang Zhengping was ecstatic: "Dr. Qin, thank you for saving my daughter!"

After saying this, Jiang Zhengping looked at Divine Doctor Hong. He felt that it was not easy for him to treat his daughter, so he thanked him, "Thank you, Divine Doctor Hong, too!"

Hearing this, Doctor Hong felt extremely guilty and his old face turned red.