Despite the Zheng Family's unanimous skepticism, none dared to speak up after Zheng Nianyao's word was said.
"Kid, don't say I didn't warn you—if my dad gets worse because of your treatment, I will never forgive you!"
Zheng Jianbin had no hope for Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan gave a slight smile, "Then I'm afraid you won't have the chance."
After that, Chen Xuan asked everyone to stand outside the door, clearing the space in the bedroom.
"Elder Zheng, I'm starting now."
Having said that, Chen Xuan's expression became solemn, and his hands suddenly moved like a swimming dragon over Zheng Nianyao's body.
This scene made Zhou Xueming and the other experts smile bitterly.
"What is this kid doing? Massaging?"
"Trying to treat heart failure with traditional Chinese massage? He must be out of his mind."
"I told you all along that this young man was no good; sure enough, he's all show!"