<h4>Chapter 377: Chapter 0377 Second-level Lingzhi</h4><h4></h4>


    Inside the hospital, it was not only Shen Wei Qian who had been waiting anxiously since early on, but also the Shen Family Head, Shen Xianli, and his second son, Shen Xianming, who stood at the entrance, continuously peering towards the door.


    Among them, Shen Xianming was the most anxious of the three.


    His hands were clenched tightly, incessantly pacing around the entrance of the ward.


    Seeing this, Shen Wei Qian felt a mixture of helplessness and amusement. Shen Xianming had always been extremely close to his wife, and he listened to her in everything.


    When Lady Shen had copsed, Shen Xianming was the most agitated and had even burst into tears.


    Shen Wei Qian empathetically patted his shoulder tofort him. But before he could speak, he was abruptly brushed off by Shen Xianming.


    Shen Xianming looked at Shen Wei Qian with a guarded expression. Once he recognized him clearly, he slightly rxed.


    He apologized to Shen Wei Qian, "Dad, I’m sorry, I was just too anxious and didn’t notice it was you."


    Shen Wei Qian harbored no intentions of ming him and simply patted his shoulder, saying, "Alright, Hu Xinshe has always been a man of his word. If he says he can cure her today, then he surely will."


    Beside them, Shen Xianli also nodded in agreement, "Maybe he was dyed on the road. Don’t worry, I think Mr. Chu seems trustworthy; he’ll definitely show up on time."


    "..." Shen Xianming felt like he had just taken a blow. This was not his intention at all.


    But it was better this way; letting them believe he was considering his mother also conveniently covered up his true motives.


    Shen Xianming nced sideways at Lady Shen lying on the hospital bed, a vicious glint briefly shed deep within his eyes, so briefly it was nearly imperceptible, then disappeared.


    At that moment, a rush of hurried footsteps approached.


    Shen Wei Qian immediately spotted Chu Ge dressed in casual clothes. He wanted to step forward to greet him, but his gaze suddenly fell on Tang Haowan who was also quickly walking behind him.


    Shen Wei Qian couldn’t believe his eyes. What did he see?


    Tang Haowan was actually standing up? And walking so briskly too! It didn’t seem at all like he had been debilitated by illness for two years.


    Not until Tang Haowan approached him, looking into his incredulous eyes, did he click his tongue, "Shen Wei Qian, you’re sixty years old; how can you still get so easily startled by things?"


    Though Tang Haowan spoke these words, his heart was already blooming with joy.


    In this world, there was nothing more significant than him being able to stand up again.


    Shen Wei Qian blinked and then suddenly thought of something, he sharply turned back and asked, "Tang Haowan, were your legs cured by Mr. Chu?"


    Tang Haowan nodded, "Of course!"


    Shen Wei Qian became even more eager, thinking that if Mr. Chu really could cure his wife as Tang Haowan had said, he’d be willing to give up his own life if necessary.


    Shen Xianming, however, silently sneered, "What’s so great about that? A man who looks barely in his twenties could cure my mother’s illness?"


    His words were not loud, but everyone present understood them.


    Shen Wei Qian’s expression stiffened. Firstly, he anxiously looked at Chu Ge, and seeing no signs of anger on his face, he rxed slightly before he scolded Shen Xianming, "Shen Xianming! Shut your mouth!"


    "Dad!" Shen Xianming looked at Shen Wei Qian with iprehension, "He might have cured Old Master Tang’s legs, but might not be able to cure my mother! I heard that hecks even the most basic medical knowledge. I would never entrust my mother to such a man!"


    Shen Xianming’s words also made Shen Xianli unconsciously frown. His suspicious gaze fell on Chu Ge. Although he had doubts, he did not express them like Shen Xianming.


    "A young man, don’t be too absolute in your words. Yesterday, Doctor Feng was equally stunned by Mr. Chu’s medical skills, so much so that he has withdrawn from the treatment team due to Mr. Chu’s arrival. If you don’t believe it, you could ask Doctor Feng toe back," said the person, none other than Zhang Chenggong, Doctor Zhang, who was striding their way and added, "Some things, you haven’t seen, but it doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Even if Mr. Chu doesn’t seed in curing Old Mrs. Shen, there will be no loss for you, at most just a disappointment. But what if he seeds? Do you really want Old Lady Shen to wake up or not?"


    Shen Xianming, questioned by Zhang Chenggong, felt somewhat uneasy, his gaze darting around, avoiding Zhang Chenggong’s eyes, "What are you talking about? Of course, I hope my mother gets better."


    Chu Ge had been silently observing all this while. At this moment, seeing Shen Xianming’s previously assertive demeanor reced with a shrinkingly timid one, even noting the guilt on his face, he thought:


    This man has issues.


    That was Chu Ge’s first reaction.


    Without saying more, Chu Ge strode into the ward. Inside, only Zhang Chenggong and Chu Ge remained. Following the procedure from the previous day, Zhang Chenggong helped Old Lady Shen sit up to facilitate Chu Ge’s treatment.


    Meanwhile, in a bedroom on the second floor of a private vi, clothes were scattered across the floor. Following the trail of clothes to the bed, one could see two bodies nestled together.


    Honda Sakura gently leaned against the chest of the Ghost Poison Sect Master, her fingers lightly drawing circles on his chest, then softly asked, "I wonder, Sect Master, how do you n to deal with Chu Ge?"


    The Ghost Poison Sect Master nced at her, his eyes sharp, "That’s not for you to worry about."


    After speaking, his hands wandered on Honda Sakura’s back, moving downwards.


    Far from resisting, Honda Sakura only pressed closer, the two of them, already undressed, once again came into an intimate contact.


    Even if he didn’t tell her his n, what she wanted was merely the result—a message that both Chu Ge and Shen Wei Qian, and Tang Haowan were dead.


    The hands of the Ghost Poison Sect Master were mischievously stoking fires on her body, as his low, hoarse voice asked, "I heard the Shen Family has some fine Lingzhi; is the news reliable?"


    Honda Sakura also knew about the Earth Ganoderma in the Shen Family. As for the existence of First-level Earth Ganoderma, no one had yet encountered or heard of it.


    She had only heard Shen Congwen mention, during Old Master Tang’s birthday, that it was Second-level Earth Ganoderma.


    With a dreamy look in her eyes, Honda Sakura hummed softly, her jaw gradually rxing.


    She slightly parted her lips, feeling the fiery impact, as her consciousness began to dissipate.


    "Sect... Sect Master, why do all you Ancient Martial Artists covet Earth Ganoderma?"


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