Chapter 1952 - 1953: Witnessing the Arrival of a Miracle Together

Chapter 1952: Chapter 1953: Witnessing the Arrival of a Miracle Together

"I..."

Hearing Xiahou Zhenshan’s words, Xiahou Zhenkong felt a blockage in his chest, his anger surging, yet he didn’t know what to say.

In this matter, he and his son were indeed in the wrong.

If he were the head of the Xiahou Family, being wrong wouldn’t matter, but the problem is... he’s not yet!

Xiahou Jing had been the first to speak rudely, and the strength Ye Xuan demonstrated just now made him feel that if Ye Xuan wanted to leave, there were only a few people in the entire Xiahou Family capable of stopping him.

This did not include him!

This left Xiahou Zhenkong speechless.

What surprised him, however, was that Ye Xuan, from the mortal world, was bold and reckless enough to attack Xiahou Jing mercilessly right in front of him, which was tantamount to disregarding his presence!!

"It seems you also realize that this matter is not Ye Xuan’s fault." Xiahou Zhenshan, seeing Xiahou Zhenkong’s angry expression, felt a burst of satisfaction, then waved his hand: "Someone, take Young Master Jing to treat his injuries!"

In the seemingly calm courtyard, two shadows appeared immediately and took the unconscious Xiahou Jing away without a word.

Xiahou Zhenkong twitched his mouth, and at this moment, he could only endure the humiliation and nod: "Fine, since the Family Head has so much faith in this young man, I have nothing more to say. But if this person cannot heal the old lady, he must leave his head here, and the Family Head, you will also have an unshirkable responsibility!"

Xiahou Zhenshan and his daughter both frowned.

What a venomous old fox!

The old lady of the Xiahou Family had been severely injured while practicing, and the entire Xiahou Family had been at their wits’ end, while Xiahou Zhenkong had stood by, they had racked their brains to find someone to treat her, only to end up becoming scapegoats for failing to heal and taking the blame if they worsened her condition?

The irritable Xiahou Yudie was about to turn hostile.

Xiahou Zhenshan’s face darkened, rare blood rushing to his face: "If Ye Xuan fails to heal the old lady, he need not give you his head, I will give you mine, how about that?"

Xiahou Yudie’s face changed dramatically.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan was taken aback.

He hadn’t realized that Xiahou Zhenshan was such a righteous and firm man!

Xiahou Zhenkong was stunned for a moment, then squinted and smiled: "Good, it’s your own words, Family Head, you as the head of the Xiahou Family, must keep your promise!"

"Not everyone in this world is as crafty and despicable as you!" Xiahou Zhenshan snorted: "When the time comes, you won’t have to lift a finger, I will personally present my head! I fear, things won’t go the way you wish!"

"Hehe."

Xiahou Zhenkong emitted a sinister laugh: "Enough talk, since it’s come to this point, let’s not waste words, let your so-called Divine Doctor, begin?"

All eyes turned to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan touched his nose, not seemingly concerned at all.

He glanced at Xiahou Zhenshan and his daughter, then looked to Xiahou Zhenkong, chuckling leisurely: "So, you’re Xiahou Zhenkong?"

Xiahou Zhenkong slightly frowned, still disdainful of speaking with Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan didn’t mind and continued, "I don’t have many issues, but I do believe in fairness, if I can’t heal the old lady, both the Family Head’s and my head will be offered to you, but if I do heal her?"

Xiahou Zhenkong sneered dismissively: "If you truly can heal her, then you are a benefactor to the Xiahou Family, what more do you want?"

"So-called benefactor is nothing but an empty title." Ye Xuan said calmly, "I’m saying, today you are making things difficult for me and the Family Head, if I can heal the old lady, then your actions are a wrongdoing, and even imperial wrongdoings are treated equally with commoners. Will you not deserve to pay some price then?"

"That’s right!" Xiahou Yudie immediately stepped forward and said: "Since you want my father and Ye Xuan to offer their heads, if Ye Xuan heals grandma, shouldn’t you offer your head in apology?"

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Zhenkong frowned, this was a condition he could not agree to.

He did not believe Ye Xuan could heal the old lady, but there’s always a risk, what if he actually managed it?

With Xiahou Zhenshan acting rashly, nine times out of ten he’d present him the head, could he afford to act as recklessly as Xiahou Zhenshan?

Even if it came to that, with Xiahou Zhenshan’s strength domineering over the entire Xiahou Family, surpassed only by the old lady, if he didn’t want to die, no one could touch him.

But as for Xiahou Zhenkong, how could he have Xiahou Zhenshan’s confidence? If he agreed to this condition, a careless misstep would truly cost him his life!

Xiahou Zhenkong was caught in a dilemma.

"Old man, I can see you lack guts, I’m not expecting you to have the grandeur of the Family Head." Ye Xuan suddenly laughed: "Alright then, if I heal the old lady, you don’t need to offer your head, just slap yourself three times and let me write two words on your face, how about that?"

Xiahou Zhenkong quietly breathed a sigh of relief, compared to losing his head, this condition was much more acceptable.

Low risk, low cost, compared to Xiahou Zhenshan’s high risk, high cost, this deal, even if he agreed to it, he’d have nothing to lose!

Unless he lost.

But, that was almost impossible, or rather, completely impossible!

What nonsense about being a successor of the Divine Doctor Sect?

Taiyin Divine Needle?

This young man, despite being so young, even if he really were the last successor of the Divine Doctor Sect, how advanced could his medical technique possibly be?

The old lady’s injury was untreatable across the entire Hidden Dragon world, let alone by a fledgling from the mortal world?

Thinking through this, Xiahou Zhenkong couldn’t figure out a reason for Ye Xuan to succeed.

So, Xiahou Zhenkong laughed: "If you can truly heal the old lady, then as you said, my obstruction here is wrong, and for such a wrong, slapping three times, not to mention ten or a hundred times, I would have no complaints!

And as for mere letters on my face, even if you painted a landscape, I, Xiahou Zhenkong, wouldn’t even frown!"

"Good, very good." Ye Xuan nodded with satisfaction: "Then it’s settled, don’t frown then."

Xiahou Zhenkong snorted: "If I frown, I’ll be your son, alright?"

"We’ll see, I might not be willing to acknowledge you as my son."

Ye Xuan shrugged, then disregarding Xiahou Zhenkong’s increasingly purplish face, turned to Xiahou Zhenshan and his daughter, saying: "Prepare for me a high-quality ink that won’t wash off for days when written on the face."

Xiahou Zhenkong’s face was full of cold smiles.

Xiahou Zhenshan nodded, about to call for someone.

Ye Xuan continued: "And gather all the Xiahou Family, the young and the old, to witness the arrival of a miracle later, and by the way, watch the show."