Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 409: 404: Empty Number (Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Chapter 409: Chapter 404: Empty Number (Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

“You are an idiot…?”

“Is this… could this be real?”

“Whatever, let’s give it a try. It might be a number.”

Xia Shiyun thought for a moment. She believed Ye Tian wouldn’t just write these words to insult her, it might be a set of numbers.

“14250? A string of numbers?”

“Could this be a phone number? This is so strange!”

Xia Shiyun murmured softly. This number was too peculiar, normally it would be thirteen digits. Even for a telecom company’s customer service, she had never seen such a strange number.

“Whatever, let’s try it.”

Xia Shiyun hardened her heart and took out her phone from her pocket, ready to dial the number.

This scene was observed by Xia Hou and Divine Doctor Lin, who both looked at her as if she was a fool and laughed, “Cousin, are you really going to dial that number?”

“14250, are you so shocked that you’ve gone mad? Hahaha.”

“Your man is playing you, hahaha.”

Xia Hou laughed wildly while even Divine Doctor Lin looked mockingly at Xia Shiyun.

After all, he was a top figure in Huaxia’s Traditional Chinese Medicine circle with outstanding medical skills. He was sure that Xia Tianxiong’s illness wasn’t an ordinary one; a mortal had no chance to cure him.

As of now, Xia Tianxiong had at most one day to live. Whatever foreign doctors, they were all fabrications by Xia Hou to deceive Shen Jiaxue.

Xia Shiyun ignored their ridicule, took out her phone, opened the screen, nervously typed in the five digits 14250, then took a deep breath and stared intently at the screen.

“Beep beep beep beep~~~~”

The phone screen displayed ‘dialing,’ but no one answered. The prolonged ringing echoed throughout the hospital room.

Half a minute, one minute, two minutes…

Time ticked by, and the call was still not connected. Xia Hou mocked again, “Cousin, give up! If this silly number connects, I’ll swallow that knife over there.”

“Haha, this is killing me, it’s been two minutes and still nothing, and you’re still struggling.”

“Lady Xia, accept the reality! Stop doing such foolish things and start preparing for Mr. Xia’s aftermath.”

“Even if I can’t save him, who else’s skills could be greater than mine, Lin Li’s.”

Divine Doctor Lin also looked at Xia Shiyun with pity, thinking she had lost her mind due to her father’s impending death, desperately seeking any cure.

“Beep beep beep beep~~~”

“Why hasn’t it connected yet!!!”

Just as Xia Shiyun was becoming extremely anxious, the call was finally picked up. A spine-chilling voice came through, “Who is it????”

The voice was weak, like that of someone dying, breathless yet eerie, seeming to possess a strange power that drew people in.

“I… I am Xia Shiyun.”

“My father is in the late stage of cancer, can… can you save him?”

Xia Shiyun picked up the phone excitedly and cautiously spoke to the person on the other end.

“……”

“Who gave you this number?”

After about a minute, a faint, broken voice came again from the other side, devoid of any emotion.

“It… it was a man, I don’t know him.”

“He… he gave me a piece of paper with this number on it.”

“So, can you…”

“Beep beep beep beep~~~~”

Xia Shiyun took a deep breath and spoke to the other end, but before she could finish, the call was disconnected.

“Hahaha, cousin, is this the so-called Jianghu expert you spoke of?”

“Speaking so faintly, probably about to die! How could such a person save uncle’s life when he can’t even save his own?”

“Really funny, you’ve been tricked.”

At first, Xia Hou was astonished that this strange number could connect, but hearing the almost-dead voice and the sudden disconnect, he quickly dismissed it, laughing aloud.

“No… no, I don’t believe it!!”

“Is he really playing with me?”

Xia Shiyun immediately collapsed to the ground, the phone slipping from her ear, crashing heavily to the floor, her eyes vacant and filled with despair.

At this point, Xia Shiyun really didn’t know what to do! Xia Tianxiong had at most one day to live. If no one came to save him, he would really meet King Yan!!!

“Shiyun, how is it??”

“Did you find a master to save your father?”

“Please talk! You’re scaring mom!”

Seeing Xia Shiyun’s despondent expression, Shen Jiaxue ran over, squatted down, looked at her sternly, and cried anxiously.

“Beep beep beep~~~~”

At this moment, the ventilator emitted a rapid alarm sound, and the weakly fluctuating lines turned into a long straight line.

“Madam, Mr. Xia has passed away, please accept my condolences.”

“I am powerless now, please handle the posthumous affairs as soon as possible!”

Seeing the straight line on the ventilator, Divine Doctor Lin sighed deeply to Shen Jiaxue and said.

Meanwhile, Xia Hou was overjoyed inside, striding forward, saying, “Uncle has passed away, let’s settle everything first.”

“I have already arranged everything, let me take care of it!”

“What are you doing!!!”

“That’s my father. I will handle it myself. You get out.”

Xia Shiyun blocked his path with both hands, glaring angrily, and said loudly to Xia Hou.

“Cousin, how can a weak woman like you handle such matters.”

“Step aside, I’ll take care of it!”

Xia Hou sneered. Now that Xia Tianxiong was dead, the whole group was his. Why would he fear two weak women? He pushed Xia Shiyun aside with a big hand.

Xia Hou walked straight to Xia Tianxiong’s hospital bed, thinking, “Uncle, your fate was unfortunate.”

“Your daughter and wife are now mine, your dear nephew’s, hahahaha.”

Bastard, this bastard! White-eyed wolf!

Xia Shiyun’s eyes reddened, glaring fiercely at Xia Hou. But with her injured hand from blocking Shen Jiaxue earlier and her mother being even weaker, they had no chance of stopping Xia Hou.

Xia Shiyun turned to look at the fruit knife, a crazy idea began to take shape, gradually filling her mind.

Just as Xia Hou was about to remove the ventilator from Xia Tianxiong’s face, a dark shadow flashed by, gripping Xia Hou’s hand like a clamp, making him unable to move.

“He’s not dead yet!!!”

“I can cure him.”

At this moment, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the owner of those hands!

It was an old man hunching over, an ordinary-looking geezer.

An old man whose entire outfit probably cost less than US$ 200, with disheveled hair, looking like he had spent decades in a mental institution, waiting to die.

Moreover, the old man reeked of alcohol, clearly an old drunkard.

Xia Shiyun initially looked pleasantly surprised but soon became disappointed. How good could the medical skills of such a reeking drunkard be?

Were doctors even allowed to drink?