I am responsible for what I said.

Listening to their conversation, Su Yang carefully observed Zhuang Changyun's complexion and thought to himself, 'Since this Old Master Zhuang has such a good relationship with my grandfather, I might as well save his life while I'm at it.'

'Although the Medical God skill is still on cooldown, his illness doesn't even require me to use my mouth.'

—System, check Old Master Zhuang's information.

[Zhuang Changyun, Age: 76]

[Height: 172cm]

[Weight: 55kg]

[Constitution: 53]

[Combat Power: Rank A, 89]

[Occupation: Former Chief of Staff of the Army of the Eastern Theater Command of Hua Nation]

—Holy crap??!

—This badass? This background is a bit scary.

—And his combat power is actually higher than mine? What kind of background is this!

—But it doesn't make sense. How could a retired veteran cadre from the military live in such a luxurious mansion? Right, it must be his son's house.

—System, scan Zhuang Mengli's dad too.

[Zhuang Yong, Age: 50]

[Height: 178cm]

[Weight: 70kg]

[Constitution: 80]

[Combat Power: Rank B, 75]

[Occupation: Chairman of Modu Huaxiu Group, Chairman of Modu Qianhe Pictures Group, etc., ranked seventh on the Hua Nation Rich List in 2023]

—Damn, are both father and son this badass?

—One is a top-tier bigwig, and the other is a top-tier billionaire. But it makes sense; with a dad who has such a massive background, his achievements are reasonable.

—Wait? If I cure this Old Master Zhuang's illness, wouldn't I gain a super backer? Although I have the System, the System only gives me money. In reality, I don't have a powerful background.

—Yeah, that works. I've already decided to help him anyway, and given the premise that he and my grandfather have such a good relationship, I should do this favor.

—I just didn't expect my grandfather to have such an awesome friend. I've never heard him mention it.

Su Yang quickly reviewed the information of these two people in his mind. At this time, the others had stopped talking.

Zhuang Yong turned to look at Zhuang Changyun with a very sad expression. He wouldn't have achieved what he has today without his old man's help, even though he had also put in a lot of effort himself.

Taking advantage of their silence, Su Yang broke the quiet and spoke up, "Grandpa Zhuang, your illness, I might be able to cure it."

His voice was very calm, but these words exploded in the air like a bomb.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was dumbfounded.

"What??!" Before the others could react, Guan Tianya, who was sitting in the back, suddenly stood up and shouted at Su Yang.

"Kid, what did you say?"

"I said I might be able to cure Grandpa Zhuang's illness. I won't say I can cure it completely, but I should be able to let Grandpa Zhuang live a bit longer."

Guan Tianya stepped forward with his eyes wide open and said, "Kid, are you for real?"

"Do you think I would joke about this kind of thing?"

"Su Yang, you... you know medicine?" At this moment, Zhuang Mengli looked at Su Yang as if she had seen a lifesaver and asked urgently.

Su Yang nodded and smiled, "I know a little bit."

"...Little Su, although you are the grandson of my father's good friend, are you sure you weren't joking just now?"

Although Zhuang Yong was momentarily surprised when he heard Su Yang's words, he quickly regained his rationality.

An illness that even Miracle Doctor Guan, Guan Tianya, was powerless against—what right did a twenty-something wet-behind-the-ears kid have to say such a thing?

If he hadn't considered that his father was still lying nearby, he would have wanted to kick this kid out.

Su Yang tilted his head, looked at Zhuang Yong, and smiled faintly, "I take responsibility for my words."

Seeing Su Yang's expression remain unchanged and calm, Zhuang Yong suddenly felt a bit uncertain in his heart.

Although he still didn't believe a young kid could have such ability, since the other party dared to say such a thing in this kind of situation, his old father might actually have a sliver of hope.

"Alright, since that's the case, then I'll have to trouble you, little brother Su, to take a look at my father."

Su Yang smiled faintly, turned to look at Zhuang Changyun, and said, "Grandpa Zhuang, may I take your pulse?"

Although Zhuang Changyun didn't believe it either, he didn't care anymore. He nodded slightly, "Alright, go ahead."

"Okay," Su Yang said as he extended a few fingers and pressed them on the pulse of Zhuang Changyun's right hand under the doubtful gazes of the crowd.

Although these people felt it was a bit absurd, seeing Su Yang's serious expression, they temporarily refrained from interrupting.

The room instantly fell silent.

As Su Yang took his pulse, he thought to himself, 'This old man really has a lot of illnesses, and his body is about to shut down. Damn it, if the Medical God skill wasn't still on cooldown, one bite from me would make him instantly jump back up.'

—System, if I use a stat point card on Old Master Zhuang's constitution, can it let him live a few more hours?

[Yes]

—Then that works. As long as he can live a few more hours, I'll have time to brew a traditional Chinese medicine to extend his life.

—His illness isn't actually some particularly severe terminal disease. A few more courses of medicine can pretty much cure it.

[Correct, but only medicine brewed under the enhancement of the Medical God will be effective.]

—I know that. It's actually the same concept as the Culinary God; it's equivalent to needing a buff.

—Then I have to use a stat point card on him first, otherwise by the time the medicine is brewed, he'd probably have ascended to heaven.

[Does the host confirm using a stat point card on Zhuang Changyun's constitution?]

—Confirm.

Su Yang replied in his mind.

[Ding, stat point card has been used. Remaining cards: two. Zhuang Changyun's Constitution: 54]

—How long exactly will this last?

[Six hours]

—That's enough.

After finishing the conversation with the System, Su Yang also released his hand.

He looked up at Zhuang Changyun and said, "Grandpa Zhuang, your illness is indeed a bit complex. When you were young, did you suffer a severe injury while fighting someone?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Changyun was slightly taken aback, and the muscles on Zhuang Yong's face next to him also twitched slightly.

Zhuang Changyun spoke up, "Yes."

"Then that makes sense. Most of the illnesses in your body are caused by not fully recovering from that injury. Over time, a bunch of miscellaneous complications followed."

"Little Su, do you really know medicine?" Zhuang Changyun asked in surprise from the bed.

"I know a little bit."

"That's not just knowing a little bit. When Lao Guan took my pulse, he didn't even point out this cause. I was the one who voluntarily told him back then."

At this moment, Guan Tianya, who was standing to the side, slightly narrowed his eyes. The expression on his face fluctuated between happy and conflicted. He looked at Su Yang and said, "Little brother Su, who... did you study under? Is it convenient for you to tell me a thing or two?"

Hearing this, Su Yang thought to himself, 'I studied under the System. Can I tell you that? Even if I did, you wouldn't understand.'

Although he thought this in his heart, he still smiled politely, "I'm sorry, Elder Guan, it's not very convenient to disclose."

"Alright, if it's not convenient, then forget it. But are you sure you have the confidence to delay Old Zhuang's symptoms?"

Su Yang nodded and said without hesitation, "I'm sure."

"How long can you delay it?" As soon as Guan Tianya said this, Zhuang Yong and Zhuang Mengli turned their heads to look at Su Yang, their faces full of expectation.

Su Yang pretended to be profound, resting his chin on his hand and pondering for a few seconds before smiling, "If things go smoothly, it will easily delay it for eight or ten years."

"H-how much?"

"How much did you say?" Zhuang Yong grabbed Su Yang's shoulders, his face full of excitement as he asked.

[Ding, detected that the host has shown off a little, gaining a trace of inner satisfaction, rewarded 3 million.]

"Eight or ten years. Whether it's exactly eight or ten years will depend on Grandpa Zhuang's future lifestyle habits. I can't guarantee that part."

"Su Yang, are... are you sure you're not joking?!" Zhuang Mengli swallowed hard. Even though she was wearing a mask, Su Yang could still see the excited and expectant look in her eyes.

"Compared to people from a prominent family like yours, I'm just an ordinary person. How would I dare to play such a huge joke on you? If I accidentally upset some big shot and get quietly disposed of, who would I even complain to?" Su Yang deliberately looked at Zhuang Yong as he spoke.

Zhuang Yong knew Su Yang was targeting him. It was mainly because he had a bad attitude towards Su Yang from the very beginning, so it was perfectly normal for the young man to feel a bit resentful.

"Little Su, my attitude earlier was indeed poor. It's mainly because my father's health is deteriorating day by day, so... I won't explain too much. I apologize to you right here."

"Hey, there's no need to apologize. I can understand, it's understandable."

"I say, can you guys stop worrying about these trivial matters for now! The most important thing right now is how to treat Old Zhuang?" Guan Tianya was the first to point out the crucial issue.

Su Yang pointed out the window and said, "I need to make a trip out to prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine and brew it."

"Traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Yes."

"What medicinal herbs do you need? I have them all in my clinic."

"Oh, right, you are a veteran practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine yourself. Look at my memory, haha. Alright then, I'll have to trouble Old Master Guan to lead the way. I'll go with you."

"Alright, let's go quickly!!" Guan Tianya said and immediately turned around, heading towards the door. Seeing this, Zhuang Mengli spoke up, "I'm going too!"

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