Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 237 - 237 237 Mr

237: Chapter 237 Mr.

Qin, you must help 237: Chapter 237 Mr.

Qin, you must help The next day, when Qin Han entered the medical hall, he saw that Elder Xu was sitting in the lobby waiting for him, with Xu Bingyan standing by his side.

Seeing Qin Han come in, Elder Xu hurriedly got up and, bowing deeply, respectfully said, “Mr.

Qin, my daughter’s recovery is entirely thanks to your intervention.

Xu Yuanhong thanks you here.”

Elder Xu bowed deeply, which startled Qin Han.

He quickly helped Elder Xu up and said calmly, “Elder Xu, there’s no need for such formalities.

Given my relationship with the Xu family, this was not a big deal.”

“No, this might seem like a trivial matter to Mr.

Qin, but for the Xu family, it is a great favor,” Xu Yuanhong said solemnly.

Qin Han felt helpless inside.

He was a man who believed in repaying even the smallest kindness manifold.

Having no option, he changed the subject, “How come I didn’t see Brother Xu?”

“Ah, he went to an international summit being held in the city.

As the next economic city supported by Long Country, a world-class economic summit was specially held.

That youngster also holds a title of economics professor, so he went there,” Xu Yuanhong said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Han was stunned and said in disbelief, “Brother Xu is actually an economics professor?

I would never have guessed!”

“My brother usually seems a bit informal, but I must admit, he has studied well,” Xu Bingyan said with a pursed smile.

Just as Qin Han raised his hand, about to speak, Zhang Yalin glared at him and had already brought over the brewed tea.

Having spent so much time together, she was well aware of his habits.

At that moment, Qin Han’s phone indeed rang.

Looking at the caller ID, it was an unknown number, but he still answered it.

“This is Qin Han.

May I know who’s calling?”

“Mr.

Qin, this is Ming Xizhi!” came the voice of Ming Xizhi from the other end.

Receiving a call from Ming Xizhi, Qin Han was surprised.

Could it be that something had happened again to Elder Ming?

“Mr.

Ming, what’s the matter?” Qin Han asked calmly.

“Mr.

Qin, I am at the economic summit in Zhongzhou City.

There is a patient here with a special status, and you must help!”

Four hours earlier, Long Country had led the organization of a global financial and economic summit to boost the economic development of Zhongzhou City.

Although it was a conference discussing economics, its purpose was to bring more investment opportunities and attract foreign capital to Zhongzhou.

As a jurisdiction under Shangjing, Ming Xizhi was obliged to attend this meeting, which involved more than forty countries around the world.

Of all the participants, Prince Dirac of the Sunset Empire had the most prestigious identity.

The summit had begun preparations a half month earlier, so the opening ceremony went very smoothly.

However, during the academic exchange, Dirac suddenly fell ill, causing the entire summit to be suspended.

It is widely known that in the royal family of the Sunset Empire, there is a hidden blood disorder, also known as a genetic disorder, which exhibits autosomal dominant inheritance, meaning if the first generation of the royal family does not suffer from the disease, then the second generation will definitely be affected.

Unfortunately, Dirac was the dominant generation.

This hereditary disease is found only among the royals of the Sunset Empire, and the disease typically manifests at age thirty-five and leads to death by forty.

During the five years after the disease’s onset, the patient suffers daily from physical pain and also experiences skin ulceration, which is repulsive.

Many dominant royals, unable to bear the physical and psychological torment, have chosen suicide, as the Sunset Empire is controlled by the Dikela royal family, and the disease is their ‘patent’.

Thus, this disease is also known as the Nightmare of the Sunset.

Therefore, when the Sunset Kingdom’s Dirac royal family learned that their next generation would carry dominant genes, they would produce more offspring to ensure the inheritance of the family and the nation.

In Dirac’s generation, Dirac’s parents were informed that their offspring would become carriers of dominant genes.

The couple no longer felt the initial joy of not being carriers themselves, but rather a touch of despair, as no parents would want to see their child suffer or, worse, die.

However, the family line must continue, and Dirac’s parents obeyed the family’s command to give birth to three sons, Dirac and his brothers.

When Dirac’s two older brothers turned thirty-five, the dominant genes began to manifest, both contracting a blood disease, and neither lived to see forty.

Dirac’s parents, seeing two of their three sons afflicted with the family’s hereditary disease, thought their luck was extremely poor.

Generally, in generations with dominant genes, only one patient would appear; there had only been one instance in family history where two people were simultaneously afflicted.

Thus, Dirac’s parents felt they could breathe a sigh of relief at noon and poured all their love into Dirac, who, whether by his brothers’ blessings or all the good fortune concentrating on him, had been exceptionally intelligent from a young age.

Not only was he the heir to the Sunset Empire, but he was also a globally renowned economist, which is why he was attending this economic summit in Zhongzhou.

At the moment he collapsed at the venue, the Sunset delegation’s family doctor performed a full examination on Dirac and eventually diagnosed him with the family’s hereditary disease.

It was unexpected that even he, who had always seemed blessed by God, fell ill at the age of thirty-five.

God gave him hope and a spotlight that captivated the world, only to shatter it cruelly.

Regarding the Sunset Empire royal family’s hereditary disease, the family doctor could only diagnose but had no cure.

When the family doctor, serving as vice president of the Royal Medical Association, contacted the Sunset King from across the ocean with a heavy heart, he was already in tears.

Brus’s family had been royal physicians for generations, having always lived with the Dirac family, and he had watched the Dirac brothers being born, hoping the curse of this generation had passed, but now, nearly fifty years old, he had to watch the elderly send off the young once again.

“Your Majesty, I have a grievous news for you.

Dirac has been diagnosed with the family’s hereditary disease.”

Upon hearing this, the Sunset King burst into tears, exclaiming, “Does God intend to eradicate our Dirac family from this world?

I have already lost two sons, why not spare young Jim?”

“Your Majesty, please accept my condolences!” Brus, hearing the old King’s words, felt heartbroken but did not know how to comfort him.

Sending the younger generation on their final journey is a tragedy in the world, especially when it involves three…

“Brus, you are the most trusted person I have,” continued the King, “There are rumors of mystic physicians in the eastern lands who can treat strange diseases.

Since Jim is already in this condition, request Dragon Country for medical help, and make sure to convey our gratitude, even if they cannot cure him.”

After this, the old King hung up the phone and resumed handling state affairs as if his own young Jim hadn’t just fallen ill.

In a crucial moment, the old King displayed the steadiness and composure befitting his role, not allowing personal feelings to impact state matters.

The secretary beside him secretly wiped away tears, knowing the King’s heart must be in immense pain.

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