The middle-aged man immediately said excitedly: "Little brother...you...can you cure my son's strange disease? By the way, I am Ge Anguo, chairman of Yanjing Danjun Trading Company. As long as you can cure my son, you can do as much money as you want."

"Dad, you don't know. We have found many famous experts and doctors, and they are all at a loss. Now I see that he is not much older than me, but I say that it can cure my disease. Do you think it is possible?" Xiaoshan also felt a little joyful in an instant. Then he looked at Chen Feiyu suspiciously, then turned his head and snorted lightly.

Because of his premature aging, he became a monster in the eyes of others. Other peers were free to play and when they were in love, he could only hide in the dark room. Every time he went out, he would be subjected to other people's strange gazes. That kind of gaze was even more uncomfortable than a knife cut on his body, so he was extremely inferior in his heart. In order to protect himself, he turned from inferiority into extreme pride, so he was particularly cautious.

"If others can't cure it, it doesn't mean I can't cure it." Chen Feiyu didn't explain, and said, "Thank out your hand."

"Ah..." Xiaoshan was stunned, and was captured by Chen Feiyu's momentum, and he stretched out his hand without realizing it.

The next moment, Chen Feiyu's finger was already on his pulse, and he nodded secretly. The cause of Xiaoshan was exactly the same as what he had originally guessed. Although it was troublesome, it could not help him.

Xiaoshan was about to make a sarcastic sentence when he suddenly saw Chen Feiyu's serious face, and he couldn't say anything until he said it, and even had a faint expectation in his heart...

Ge Anguo became even more nervous and stared at Chen Feiyu's movements.

Wu Zhe, Wu Wen and others looked contemptuous. In their opinion, Chen Feiyu's move was a waste of time.

After a while, Chen Feiyu let go of his finger.

Ge Anguo immediately asked nervously: "Doctor Chen...Doctor Chen, how about it?"

Although Xiaoshan tried his best to pretend to be indifferent, he still swallowed nervously.

Chen Feiyu shook his head slowly and said, "His disease is congenital and not easy to treat..."

Wu Zhe and others burst into laughter.

Ge Anguo and Xiaoshan's eyes were dull, and then they smiled bitterly, forget it, they have long been used to this result.

Amid the ridiculous voice, Chen Feiyu continued: "But fortunately, you met me. In the world, only I can cure him."

As soon as this statement was spoken, the ridicule of Wu Zhe and others suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Ge Anguo said excitedly: "You... are you talking about it really...really?"

Xiaoshan's eyes lit up and his heart was very excited.

"Of course." Chen Feiyu said confidently: "I, Chen Feiyu, always said that I, will be able to do it. Since I said that I can cure him, it will definitely be possible."

"Nonsense!" Wu Zhe smiled contemptuously, "It's the first time I have seen this strange disease, how could you cure it?"

Chen Feiyu glanced at him and said, "Shut up. Since you can't cure it, at least keep it quiet. Don't disturb me to treat the patient, because your voice is more annoying than a fly."

"You..." Wu Zhe was furious. He suddenly saw Jiang Meng's expression was displeased. He swallowed the words he had just reached his mouth. He sneered in his heart, making Chen Feiyu proud and arrogant for a while. Anyway, when Chen Feiyu couldn't cure the aftermath, he threw Chen Feiyu down the steps from here, yes, throw it down!

Chen Feiyu's eyes were re-emphasized on Xiaoshan and said, "If I guess correctly, your illness has been around for at least ten years."

Xiaoshan nodded in surprise.

Ge Anguo was very excited and had more confidence in Chen Feiyu. He immediately said: "That's right, Xiaoshan has shown an aging since he was four or five years old. Later, it became more and more serious. We have also visited many well-known hospitals at home and abroad, and have spent a lot of money to hire many internationally renowned doctors, but... but it is useless at all. Seeing Xiaoshan like this, Xiaoshan's mother and I felt uncomfortable..."

Speaking of this, Ge Anguo's voice was even more swallowed.

Xiaoshan's expression became even more depressed when he thought of the sadness.

Jiang Meng and Hong Yiling were moved by their deep affection for father and son, and their eyes turned red, and they also began to hope that Chen Feiyu could cure Xiaoshan's disease.
Chapter completed!