3 The Old Man's Illness, Godly Doctor Hua's Disciple Appears

The four men made a quick exit under cover of security. The news-hungry reporter went after them.

This might be the most chaotic live television broadcast in the Dragon Kingdom so far.

Ma Yun's words caused a stir. Not to mention the scene, even Kong Xiuyao's carriage became lively. Everyone was curious about who the master they were talking about was. Some wanted to crawl from the television to the scene to ask.

"They're not commemorating the Jade Emperor! What kind of person is worthy of the big shots giving up their profits?"

"He's a billionaire, right? He has a gold toilet at home and counts money every day until his hands cramp! He earns enough money, so he's teaching others to earn money."

"Awesome, is it too late to acknowledge him as my master now?"

"With your aptitude, no one would want you even if you offered them money."

"Damn you! I'm the current era's Guo Jing, do you understand?"

The carriage was suddenly filled with merriment.

Kong Xiuyao stared at the television screen without saying a word. The signal was unstable, and the chaotic images kept flashing. When they flashed, they completely died, leaving only black and white snowflakes on the screen.

Everyone in the car was attracted by Jake Ma's mysterious master. No one cared about the television anymore.

Kong Xiuyao felt bored and retracted his gaze to look at the scenery outside the window.

At this moment, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the little girl sitting next to him was still staring at him. Her small hands were clenched into fists as she hid behind the old man shyly. She looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Kong Xiuyao touched his face and found that there was nothing unusual. He smiled and said, "Little girl, why are you always staring at me?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, the little girl ducked back like a frightened flower.

Seeing this, the old woman patted her granddaughter's head with a smile and explained on her behalf, "She wants to treat you to melon seeds, but she's afraid that you won't like it."

He didn't like it when someone treated him to food. How could anyone be so tricky?

Kong Xiuyao stretched out his hands in front of the little girl and said gently, "Can you give me some melon seeds to eat? Thank you."

The little girl's face was red as she also stretched out her clenched fist and placed it in Kong Xiuyao's palm.

Her hands were really too small, and she could only grab a dozen or so melon seeds with one hand. They were scattered in Kong Xiuyao's palm. Because she had been pinching them for too long, they were warm and a little soft.

However, Kong Xiuyao did not mind and started chewing.

The little girl smiled sweetly when she saw him eat. She fell into her grandfather's arms and smiled shyly.

After eating her food, Kong Xiuyao naturally started chatting. "Grandpa, your granddaughter is so cute. Where are you going?"

The old man patted the girl's head and said, "We're going to find Miracle Doctor Hua for treatment."

During the conversation, Kong Xiuyao learned that the old man's name was Ji Zhou, and the little girl following him was called Fangfang. The grandfather and grandson had been traveling for a few days and nights just to find Divine Doctor Hua for treatment.

The Divine Doctor Hua he was talking about was called Hua Hong. A year ago, he appeared out of nowhere and used the exquisite Nine Revolutions Mysterious Yang Needle to treat many dying patients. As a result, his reputation soared. Many people begged for their lives and brought all their wealth to seek an audience.

However, Divine Doctor Hua didn't care about money. He relied on fate to treat patients. There was no distinction between rich and poor.

Master Ji had been declared incurable by the doctor a few months ago. If he stayed in the hospital again, it would only consume his family's savings, so he was discharged. Unexpectedly, when he took the bus home, his granddaughter, Fang Fang, was in the car and gave a candy to a middle-aged man. He did not expect that person to be the legendary Divine Doctor Hua.

By chance, Eldest Master Ji obtained Divine Doctor Hua's treatment and lived for a few more months. However, recently, he felt discomfort in his lungs. That familiar and torturous feeling returned.

He knew that his time was counting down again, so he brought Fang Fang to visit Divine Doctor Hua, hoping that he could use his divine skills again.

Hearing this, Kong Xiuyao took another look at Eldest Master Ji's expression and realized that the illness on his face was even more intense than before. At this rate, he might not be able to last until Divine Doctor Hua arrived.

The reason why he looked quite energetic now was that he was on the verge of death.

Kong Xiuyao looked down at the melon seeds by his feet and then at Fang Fang, who was still observing him. He immediately decided to help Master Ji.

"Master Ji, you…"

Before he could finish, Eldest Master Ji's face suddenly darkened. He held his chest and coughed violently, as if his heart was about to cough out. His forehead was covered in sweat.

"Grandpa!" Fang Fang screamed and hugged Grandpa Ji's arm helplessly.

Grandpa Ji coughed until his heart broke. His face instantly turned black and red. He rolled from his seat to the ground in pain, his body curled up like a shrimp.

His struggle frightened Fang Fang so much that she burst into tears. The others in the carriage were alarmed and gathered around Kong Xiuyao.

"What's wrong? Is she acting up?"

"It looks so serious. Her face is red from coughing. Hurry up and call the flight attendant!"

"Doctor! Is there a doctor in the carriage? Someone is acting up here. Help!"

However, Kong Xiuyao knew that ordinary doctors could only make a death declaration. If he didn't take action now, Master Ji would reach the finish line before the train.

He first carried Fang Fang to the other side, then squatted beside Master Ji and laid the person on the ground who was gradually no longer struggling.

"Will my grandfather die?" Fang Fang's uneasy voice came from behind.

Kong Xiuyao smiled at her and said, "No, Grandpa will get better."

Fang Fang was still so young. Kong Xiuyao really couldn't bear to let her experience the pain of losing her family. Even for that handful of melon seeds, Kong Xiuyao had to treat Uncle Ji.

He took out the pocket of the needle. Just as he was about to insert it into Uncle Ji's acupoint, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Let me see!"

A thin man in a black suit pushed through the crowd and walked to Master Ji's side. He squatted down and skillfully flipped his eyelids to take his pulse. He clicked his tongue and said, "This illness is very dangerous, but fortunately, you met me!"

The man rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'm Divine Doctor Hua's disciple. I heard you mention my master's name just now. It's fate that we met. I'll help you for free."

With that, he also took a silk cloth pocket from the inside pocket of his suit and spread it out. It was neatly filled with slender silver needles.

The man pretended to be serious as he picked up a stick and gestured at Uncle Ji's other acupoint.

"Don't touch my grandfather!" Fang Fang suddenly rushed out and hugged the man's arm. "This brother will cure my grandfather. Don't move!"

With that, Fang Fang looked at Kong Xiuyao.

The man's gaze followed her and he let out a snort in disdain. "Little girl, I'm a professional. You're still young and ignorant. Hurry up and move aside. If I don't perform acupuncture, your grandfather won't survive."

The man was very unhappy to be rebuked by a young lady. He swung his arm roughly and threw Fang Fang aside. In the end, he even rolled his eyes at Kong Xiuyao.

He also saw Kong Xiuyao's cloth bag. His arrogant gaze was filled with disdain, as if he was saying, "You?"

Kong Xiuyao sneered and squatted down without moving. He wanted to see how strong this legendary disciple of Divine Doctor Hua was!