It's Okay Now

Bai Chengren was somewhat surprised. He obviously hadn't expected the doctor Bai Yongjian invited to be such a young man.

However, he also knew his son's personality. If Qin Ning didn't truly have some means, he absolutely would not have been brought here.

But he was already in the late stages of cancer.

A cure was definitely out of the question. If Qin Ning really had a way to alleviate some of his pain during this final period, Bai Chengren considered it a good outcome.

"Young Master Qin, this is my father. He is currently in the late stages of lung cancer. I don't ask you to cure him; I only hope you can make his final days less painful." Bai Yongjian took a deep breath.

This was the last bit of filial piety he could fulfill as a son.

Cancer was a bottleneck in the modern medical field, and for many years, no one had been able to break through it.

He didn't believe Qin Ning could do it either.

After all, such a thing was simply too fantastical.

Qin Ning smiled faintly. Upon entering, he had already swept his divine sense over the condition inside Bai Chengren's body, grasping all the information.

"Go fetch a bowl of water, any water will do," he said, looking at Bai Yongjian.

"Okay."

Although he didn't know what Qin Ning wanted the water for, Bai Yongjian didn't ask. He obediently complied and walked out of the room.

Before long, he returned with a bowl of water in his hands.

It was a bowl of ordinary tap water. Qin Ning took out two tea leaves and placed them into the water.

"Young Master Qin, are you going to brew tea?"

Bai Yongjian asked in confusion, "If that's the case, should I go change this for a pot of boiling water? Or should I take the tea leaves and brew them properly?"

"No need."

Qin Ning shook his head slightly. Holding the bowl in his left hand, he extended two fingers of his right hand and gently gestured a few times above the bowl.

Seeing this scene, the old master Bai Chengren was instantly stunned, because the feeling Qin Ning gave him right now was exactly like those charlatans.

However, charlatans threw yellow talismans into bowls to make talisman water, whereas Qin Ning had thrown in two tea leaves.

Just as both father and son furrowed their brows slightly, they suddenly saw the water in Qin Ning's bowl begin to boil on its own without any warning.

The tea leaves in the bowl brewed, turning the water into a light brown tea.

They then saw Qin Ning gesture with his fingers again, and the boiling water instantly calmed down, as if its temperature had dropped in just a single second.

How was this possible?

Bai Chengren and Bai Yongjian were completely dumbfounded.

Obviously, such a thing had exceeded their understanding and completely defied common sense.

"Old Master, drink this bowl of tea first."

Qin Ning had no intention of explaining and directly handed the bowl over.

"Uh... oh... okay, okay."

Bai Chengren was still dazed, but he quickly reacted. He took the bowl and found that it was only somewhat warm, not hot.

He was silent for a moment, and eventually tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

"Good tea. The taste is actually so unique, carrying a distinct kind of sweetness." After drinking, he even smacked his lips, as if he hadn't had enough.

Qin Ning smiled and asked, "Besides the taste, how do you feel right now?"

"Feel?"

The old man was slightly taken aback, then he finally realized it. He was surprised to find that the pain in his body seemed to have completely vanished at this moment.

As everyone knew, for patients in the late stages of cancer, the further along they were, the more intense the pain in their bodies became. Even painkillers had very little effect.

During this period of time, Old Master Bai had been heavily tormented by illness and pain.

But now, just after drinking a bowl of tea, in less than a few seconds, it was as if all the pain in his body had disappeared entirely. Instead, an unprecedented sense of comfort filled his body.

"I don't hurt anymore. I actually really don't hurt anymore?" he said in disbelief.

"Dad, really?"

Hearing this, joy appeared on Bai Yongjian's face.

Although he didn't know exactly what was in Qin Ning's bowl of tea, if it could really stop the pain, no matter how much it cost, he had to find a way to buy more from him!

"Young Master Qin, I wonder about these tea leaves..."

After the pleasant surprise, he looked at Qin Ning.

"I still have more tea leaves here. However, if you want to cure the Old Master, just these tea leaves aren't enough. The Old Master's physical condition is very poor right now, so I used this cup of tea to improve it first. I will give him further treatment later," Qin Ning smiled.

"Cure... cure him?"

As soon as he said this, looks of disbelief appeared on the faces of both Bai Yongjian and Bai Chengren. "Can... can it really be cured? Young Master Qin, this... this is late-stage lung cancer..."

"A minor issue."

Qin Ning waved his hand dismissively, then took out an alchemical pill and handed it to the old man. "In two minutes, when the effects of the tea have completely spread throughout your body, take this pill."

"Okay, okay. Thank you, Young Master Qin."

Although he didn't know what this pill was and had never seen it before, the fact that Qin Ning could help him stop the pain with just a cup of tea showed that the pill he brought out must also have a tremendous effect.

"I'll go downstairs and wait for you first." Qin Ning glanced at Bai Yongjian, then turned and walked out of the room.

"Brother, how did it go?"

Arriving in the living room, everyone was chatting idly. Seeing Qin Ning appear, Qin Fei couldn't help but ask.

"He will be fine in a moment." Qin Ning smiled faintly and also sat down.

Hearing this, Bai Xuelin, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but frown.

What did he mean by 'he will be fine in a moment'?

His grandfather had late-stage cancer.

With current medical technology, they were completely helpless against it.

You just went upstairs for a few minutes, came down, and said he'd be fine?

Did he really think he was a divine doctor?

Even novels wouldn't dare to write it like this.

Could this guy be some charlatan his dad found from somewhere?

"What's with that expression?" Zhou Ping'an noticed that something was off with Bai Xuelin's face; the other party was clearly doubting Qin Ning's words.

But thinking about it carefully, it made sense. This country bumpkin didn't know how formidable Young Master Qin was, so it was understandable that he didn't believe it.

"I'm going upstairs to take a look."

Bai Xuelin ignored Zhou Ping'an. He felt somewhat uneasy in his heart, so he planned to get up and go upstairs to check on the situation.

"Hahaha..."

Right at this moment, a hearty laugh came from the staircase.

Looking over, they saw Old Master Bai walking down from upstairs with Bai Yongjian.

At this moment, he looked ruddy-complexioned and refreshed.

Moreover, not only had the wrinkles on his face lessened, but even his hair had actually turned from white to black, making him look as if he had grown ten to twenty years younger.

How was this possible?

Bai Xuelin was shocked, his face full of disbelief.

Qin Ning had only been upstairs for a few minutes. Exactly what had happened during these few short minutes?

Not only had his grandfather's appearance undergone such an astonishing transformation, but as a late-stage cancer patient, he was actually out of bed and walking right now?