CHAPTER 324: CHAPTER 279

It was he who called for Old Mo to treat the illness initially. After diagnosis, he admitted that he couldn’t cure it but pledged to try his best to prevent the condition from worsening, to buy some time. He kept his word in everything he said. So...

"Old Jiao, what’s the rush? Didn’t Mei Lan treat Old Ji’s illness too, and no one said anything about it? Let’s let Xiao Lan give it a shot first. If it doesn’t work, we can always discuss what to do next!"

The patient had not spoken yet, but the arguments were already too heated to handle.

With a light comment from Mr. Yang, Mr. Jiao was so infuriated he almost spat blood, and Old Sir Ye looked displeased, but out of respect for Mr. Yang, he didn’t speak up to scold him. Mr. Yang’s remark was so irresponsible. Lives are at stake; it’s no use saying "we’ll discuss it later." By then the matter will have gone cold.

"How can it be the same?" Mr. Jiao almost keeled over in anger, his beard trembling intensely, clearly in a rage. "Since she was a child, Mei Lan has been studying medicine and showed extraordinary talent. She has learned from me for many years and is thoroughly familiar with Old Ji’s medical history, working tirelessly on the research of the disease for years. Through sheer diligence, she eventually developed pills targeted at the medical condition, something even I or Old Mo could not achieve. Yet Mei Lan managed it. You tell me—does she qualify or not?"

Even Mr. Yang was left speechless by these words. Facts were laid bare: Mei Lan truly possessed the skill. But, as for the ability of Old Mo’s granddaughter, nobody knew, and hence the dilemma. Glances swept over Ji Feng lying in bed; the illness in his body was indeed cured—this much was a known fact.

"Xiao Lan, come and diagnose Grandpa." Ji Feng led Lan Tian over, seemingly deaf to the quarrel among the elders. Their role was merely to witness, not to decide.

"The situation this time is a bit special. When you treat Grandpa, all the gentlemen will be present. But don’t worry. Just do your best. If you can cure it, then cure it; if not, Grandpa won’t blame you. Don’t be nervous!" When Lan Tian was expelling his poison, he was unconscious and unaware of the process, which was likely very arduous. He heard that after Lan Tian expelled the poison for him, she lay down for two days. His poison was just a child poison, yet it was so formidable; the one inside Old Ji is a mother poison, and it’s still uncertain whether Lan Tian can expel it.

"I understand, don’t worry." Lan Tian smiled. She, the doctor, was still calm, while Ji Feng was already getting nervous.

Lan Tian disliked having others around while treating a patient, but given Old Ji’s condition, who would dare to leave him unattended? To state it bluntly, without the support of Mr. Mo, who would’ve known Lan Tian? A person who suddenly appears out of nowhere, with just a little exposed background, could not be credible. Who knew if she harbored a double identity or was sent by another family?

What if she meddled during the treatment? Nobody would know. By the time they realized it, Old Ji would have long since gone to see his brothers. Even though they would be present, it’s not certain whether they would detect any foul play. When Mei Lan treated Old Ji previously, they were all present.

But Lan Tian did not refuse. Her purpose in coming to Beijing was to expel the poison for Old Ji, so she obediently followed Ji Feng.

"Old Mo, how many years has your granddaughter been practicing medicine?" Seeing the situation slipping away, Old Sir Ye aimed to think optimistically, hoping for the best. Since it wasn’t looking good, he might as well speak with Old Mo to get a better grasp of the situation.

"She started learning medicine at the age of six, under her uncle’s tutelage," Mr. Mo began talking much more when Lan Tian was the topic, with unmistakable pride and joy on his face, as if he wished the entire world knew. "If my granddaughter can’t handle Old Ji’s illness, then nobody else can."

Those words were loaded with meaning!

Mr. Yang and Old Sir Ye narrowed their eyes, glanced at Old Ji’s grandson, and then at Old Mo’s granddaughter, and both fell silent.

"You think your granddaughter is Bian Que or Hua Tuo reincarnated, huh!" Mr. Jiao snorted coldly. Seeing that Old Ye also spoke, he scornfully glared at Old Mo and said no more.

Behind Mr. Jiao, Mei Lan’s face suddenly paled, and she glanced at Lan Tian, the unpleasant feeling within her growing stronger. Lowering her head and closing her eyes in frustration, she regretted showing off. Merely because of Lan Tian’s appearance, she insisted on staying to see what would happen. Now it would be too conspicuous to find an excuse to leave. If she had known it would come to this, she should have left with Yang Lan and the others in the beginning.