"Xiao Ye? This is cancer..." Xie Zhenting, who was nervous, had a renewed hope of life because of the words of Emperor Ye, but he was also a well-informed person. As for the current medical technology, the reason why cancer has become a terminal illness is because it is a disease that cannot be completely cured. Even in European and American countries with developed medical fields, they can only rely on chemotherapy and some expensive drugs for auxiliary treatment, and the possibility of recurrence is extremely high. However, his stomach cancer is in the late stage and has basically missed the best treatment stage, which is equivalent to being sentenced to death.

At this time, Emperor Ye suddenly said this. Although he expected it was true, he felt that the hope was not very big.

"Haha, Dad, I know what you are worried about. At present, according to the current medical technology, there is no way for ordinary people to do your disease, but you have forgotten the profound Chinese medicine."

He smiled, and Emperor Ye naturally knew his father-in-law's concerns in front of him.

This is like a doctor in the martial arts world. He suddenly shouted on the street to treat cancer. He would definitely be despised and denounced as a liar, because most people already have qualitative thinking, that is, cancer is incurable. Xie Zhenting now has this kind of thinking.

"Traditional Chinese medicine? Can traditional Chinese medicine cure cancer? I haven't heard of it. It's just some gossip. Is that credible?"

When Xie's mother heard what her son-in-law said, she also felt a little hesitant, and her eyes were red and wiped her tears.

"Haha, most of the gossip are fake. Now that Chinese medicine is in decline, there are very few prescriptions that can be effective for cancer. However, the Chinese medicine I mentioned is slightly different from the ones on the market. Mom, you only know that I have a way to help dad cure this stomach cancer, so there is no need to ask more questions about the others."

Although Emperor Ye was a little familiar with traditional Chinese medicine, he was a layman after all. The reason why he used traditional Chinese medicine to treat was that he wanted to cover up his ancient martial arts through traditional Chinese medicine.

After all, ordinary people cannot access ancient martial arts under normal circumstances. Although Chen Yan's parents are relatives, they are not Ye's family members. Moreover, Emperor Ye also considered that the ancient martial arts and they knew it might not be of any benefit, so they simply found a reason.

"Okay, since Xiao Ye said that, I won't ask. Lao Xie, you have to hold on. If you fall down, the Xie family will be finished..."

As she spoke, thinking about the unpredictable nature of her husband's illness, Xie's mother started crying again.

"Okay! Why are you crying? You're not dead yet. Are you annoying to cry? Since Xiaoye said that he could be cured, he could be cured. You should be happy. Go and cook quickly. I have to drink with Xiaoye."

Xie's mother's cry made Xie Zhenting a little angry. She yelled a few times and said unhappyly.

On the opposite side, Xie's mother saw her husband like this and wanted to argue for a few words, but when she thought of her husband's illness, she stopped saying anything, wiped her tears and said in a low voice.

"You are the most arrogant at home now. For your sake, I won't argue with you. When you recover from your illness, I won't let you go."

After saying that, he pulled his daughter to the kitchen.

As soon as Xie's mother and daughter left, Xie Zhenting took out a cigarette and handed it to Ye Huang, lit it and took a breath, and coughed a few times.

"Xiaoye, do you really have a way to cure your father's disease? This stomach cancer after all..."

"After all, it's an incurable disease, right?" With a smile, Emperor Ye looked at his father-in-law Xie Zhenting, "Dad, I didn't say that to comfort my mother and Chenyan. I do have a way. Otherwise, I will treat you immediately, so as to save my mother and Chenyan from worrying."

"Now? Can it work? Traditional Chinese medicine does not need medicinal materials or silver needles?"

In Xie Zhenting's impression, this important and silver needle used for acupuncture basically represents traditional Chinese medicine. Ye Huang suddenly said that he would treat it directly, but he was stunned.

"Haha, my treatment method is a bit strange and I don't need these things. Dad, have you heard of qigong?"

"Qigong? I have heard of it. Are you going to use Qigong to treat your father?"

"That's right, there are some differences, so you just think it's good. Take off your shirt and I'll show you the condition of your stomach first." After a smile, Emperor Ye didn't admit it or deny it, and it seemed ambiguous.

After all, Xie Zhenting is not a person who doesn't know how to behave. He knew that his son-in-law was deliberately hiding something, so he didn't ask too much and dragged his shirt down very happily.

This delay doesn't matter, and it really scared Emperor Ye.

I remember when I first met Xie Zhenting, although the latter was a little thin, he was very thin and energetic, and his face was not as energetic, but it was OK.

Today, Xie Zhenting's face was not so bad, but when he saw the bones, he could say that he was completely skinny and bone-like.

If he is described, he may be just a little better than the Israelis in the Nazi concentration camps during World War II.

Emperor Ye knew that this was all caused by gastric cancer.

"Haha, it makes you laugh. Your stomach was not very good before, and you didn't eat much, so your body was already thin. As a result, I found out that this disease a few days ago, and I couldn't eat anything. My stomach was full all day long and I couldn't eat anything. After a while of chemotherapy, I became skinny and bone-skinned."

Seeing that Emperor Ye’s eyes were slowed down, Xie Zhenting smiled bitterly.

"This disease is really a problem. Dad, it's good that you can be so optimistic." After a smile, Emperor Ye didn't say much, but covered his hands and pinched it in his stomach.

Malignant tumor proliferation has made the entire stomach area like a hard lump.

"The doctor said that there was a big lump of meat growing here, but unfortunately the meat was useless and almost killed me."

"This is all normal phenomenon of gastric cancer, nothing. I will treat you immediately and you will be able to recover soon." Without hesitation, Ye Huang slowly circulated his true energy and began to instill into Xie Zhenting's body, and then flowed along the meridians of his body.

Xie Zhenting only felt a warm feeling all over his body, and looked at Emperor Ye sideways, feeling a little shocked.

He had long heard that his son-in-law seemed to be practicing martial arts, and he finally saw it himself today, but he did not think about the other side.

After about five minutes, Emperor Ye basically found out the location of the lesion. It can be said that his father-in-law's stomach cancer was caused by the lack of timely treatment of stomach problems and was slowly induced.

If it were an ordinary person, it would probably not last for three months. Fortunately, I happened to come here by myself this time.

He straightened his father-in-law's posture, and Emperor Ye sat down facing him at the same time, accumulating internal strength again, but washed his father-in-law's body.

Although Ye Huang was confident in curing gastric cancer treatment, it was the first time after all. He did not dare to deliver the true qi too much, so he could only slowly remove the cancer cells.
Chapter completed!