Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 368 - 371: 3 Conditions

Chapter 368: Chapter 371: 3 Conditions

Even Qian Fuchen was jolted with shock. Although he had always shared a particular deep bond with this younger brother since childhood, he had never anticipated that he would go to such lengths for him. Suddenly, his eyes moistened with emotion.

"Mr. Qian... please don’t do this... Your actions put me in a very difficult position..."

Xiao Yi had not expected Qian Fuyu to pull such a stunt either, and his expression momentarily stiffened. He then became somewhat frantic, trying to coax Qian Fuyu while casting a pleading look towards Mr. Ma and his son.

"Divine Doctor Xiao, the incident last time was indeed my fault. I hope you have a generous heart and will forgive my previous offense."

Qian Fuchen, looking at his brother who had forsaken all pride and was kneeling before Xiao Yi, tightly clenched his fists. Almost subconsciously, he wanted to go pull his brother up and tell him not to plead with Xiao Yi. But upon thinking of the Qian Family’s current predicament and his two disappointing nephews at home, his facial expression eventually darkened. After a heavy pause, he slowly walked in front of Xiao Yi, bent on both knees beside his brother, and knelt down, bowing his head deeply.

As he knelt, Qian Fuchen felt a sensation that seemed like relief mixed with exhaustion wash over him. His figure seemed to shrink slightly, and he appeared to age before their eyes.

"Mr. Xiao, you see..."

Observing the Qian brothers, Qian Fuchen and Qian Fuyu, kneeling together in front of Xiao Yi, Mr. Ma’s already turbid eyes gleamed with a hint of moisture. He opened his mouth again to address Xiao Yi, his face betraying a sense of astonishment. Looking at Qian Fuchen, a new level of respect appeared in his eyes. He turned his head towards Xiao Yi, about to speak.

"Fine, I will agree to treat your illness, but you must accept several conditions!"

Xiao Yi had not foreseen Qian Fuchen also kneeling before him. Reading the expressions on the faces of both Elder Mr. Ma and Mr. Ma, he knew that he could not refuse them today, no matter what. A sense of helplessness rose within him, yet he did not immediately give a clear-cut affirmative. Instead, he gritted his teeth, gestured for the Ma father and son to remain silent, and with a resolute look in his eyes, he said,

"Speak, just say it, Divine Doctor Xiao. As long as it’s within our power, we will agree to anything! If only you can cure my third brother, we are willing to lose everything we own."

Upon hearing Xiao Yi’s tone, which finally seemed to soften, Qian Fuyu’s face lit up with joy and he raised his tear-stricken face, saying with excitement.

"Rest assured, I don’t need you to bankrupt yourselves."

After Xiao Yi spoke indifferently, looking at the two still kneeling before him, he frowned and said, "Get up and let’s talk."

"Ah, yes, okay."

Qian Fuyu and Qian Fuchen, as if waking from a dream, stood up. While standing, they glanced at Mr. Ma, his son, and the servants nearby, their faces showing a hint of embarrassment as they lowered their heads.

"First, I am not sure how much wealth you possess, but I presume a billion wouldn’t bankrupt you. If your properties are worth less than a billion, then I’ll take half of your wealth."

Upon seeing them rise, Xiao Yi spoke calmly.

Without waiting for anyone to react, he continued, "Believe me or not, my request isn’t about personal vendettas or revenge. The process of treating this illness is extremely challenging, and my compensation is well worth the money! Of course, if you think I’m just seeking revenge, that’s fine too."

Treating the illness justifies this amount of money?

What kind of medical skill warrants such an immense fee for treating one illness— a billion? Can he really demand that? It seems like an astronomical treatment cost! Even the world’s most expensive medicines or miracle pills wouldn’t cost this much!

And he claims it’s not about personal grudge or intentional revenge?

Almost everyone in the room, upon hearing Xiao Yi’s words, simultaneously thought this way, finding his claims dubious. And of course, everyone in the room was aware of the esteem in which Mr. Ma and his son held Xiao Yi, so before they spoke, no one dared to speak out.

Both Mr. Ma and his son were taken aback by Xiao Yi’s words, looking at him with a mixture of astonishment. Unlike the servants, they knew that Xiao Yi wasn’t a greedy person. In all the time he had been treating Elder Mr. Ma without ever asking for a penny. Moreover, from the discussions he had with Dr. Zhang in private, it was obvious that Xiao Yi wasn’t that kind of person. So why did he put forth such a condition?

Was it just to make life difficult for them, to teach them a lesson?

Or did he actually need the money? However, that seemed unlikely as well. As a student, even if he were in need, he would at most ask for thirty thousand, three hundred thousand, or even three million, not a billion? What would he need so many billions for?

Father and son mulled over these thoughts, both doubting that Xiao Yi’s treatment process could justify such a price.

"That won’t be a problem. A billion—if it cures my third brother’s illness, we’ll give you the money immediately!"

Qian Fuyu, almost convinced that Xiao Yi was shooting for the moon, nevertheless did not hesitate and nodded repeatedly, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction in the current circumstances.

After all, although the figure of a billion was a bit exorbitant, as Xiao Yi said, this amount really wasn’t much to the Qian family, especially compared with Qian Fuchen’s life.

Qian Fuchen hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not say anything, tacitly agreeing with his brother.

If Xiao Yi truly could cure his illness, not to speak of a billion, even if it were more, it would be worthwhile. The Qian Family were facing threats both inside and out, and he could not leave with peace of mind. He desperately needed more time—he needed to continue living.

If he could just survive for another two years, he was confident he could stabilize the Qian Family completely, settle all his affairs, and after that, even if he had to die, he would have no fears.

But... could he really cure him?

Doubt lingered in Qian Fuchen’s heart, not because he was naturally suspicious, but because someone facing despair who suddenly sees a glimmer of hope feels as if it were a dream—scarcely daring to believe in reality.

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