<strong>Chapter 818: Chapter 820: Game Discs</strong>


    Chu Ge was just thinking, when he heard Lin Zhao say to Lin Dong, “I still have some game discs here. These are rare editions. You can take them back.”


    Lin Dong was simply stunned. He looked at Lin Zhao, shocked, as if he was looking at a stranger.


    After a moment, Lin Dong stepped forward, raised his hand, and touched Lin Zhao’s forehead, asking, “Lin Zhao, you’re not having a fever, are you?”


    As a game enthusiast, he knew very well what rare game discs meant, but now Lin Zhao was actually giving them to him?


    It made him have the illusion that something must have happened to Lin Zhao.


    Lin Dong looked at Lin Zhao doubtfully, and Lin Zhao, feeling ufortable under his gaze, put those discs away, “If you don’t want them, then forget it.”


    “Hey hey hey, I want them.” Lin Dong quickly stepped forward and held those discs in his arms. These are valuable items; previously, even if he wanted to y, Lin Zhao would be very reluctant. Now, giving them voluntarily, how could he refuse?


    “But Lin Zhao, you really don’t have anything going on? I always feel you’re acting oddly today.”


    Lin Dong asked, puzzled.


    Lin Zhao bitterly smiled, “What could be happening? I’m fine. You’ve got the discs, and if there’s nothing else, I need to tidy up my room.”


    Chu Ge understood the undertone of Lin Zhao’s words—he was trying to get Lin Dong out.


    “Lin Dong, go to the car first. I have some things to speak with Lin Zhao privately.”


    Chu Ge said.


    Lin Dong felt very strange, wondering why he sensed that Mr. Chu and Lin Zhao were hiding something from him?


    As an Information Gatherer witnessing this, he really felt itchy inside.


    Lin Dong looked at Chu Ge with a bit of grievance, “Mr. Chu, is there something you have to hide from me to talk about?”


    Chu Ge red at him, “I’ll tell you about thister, but not now.”


    Lin Dong responded with an “Oh”, and walked out of Lin Zhao’s house reluctantly, turning back repeatedly.


    Lin Zhao also looked at Chu Ge puzzled, not understanding what he wanted to say.


    After Lin Dong left, Chu Ge directly asked, “Where is your mother’s room?”


    Lin Zhao looked at him confusedly, not understanding what he intended, and pointed to the closed door, “It’s there.”


    Chu Ge walked straight over, gently opened the door, and Lin Zhao hurried to follow.


    “Mr. Chu, what do you want to do?”


    Although he knew Chu Ge would not harm his mother, his actions still made him curious, not understanding what Chu Ge really aimed to do.


    Chu Ge did not speak. He entered the room, an old musty smell came over his nose, and he walked unexpressively to the bed.


    Despite the room furniture being old, the bedsheets and covers were very clean.


    “Mr. Chu…” Lin Zhao looked at him puzzled, not understanding what he was going to do.


    Without exining, Chu Ge looked at Lin Zhao’s mother lying on the bed. Her face was pale, brows tightly knitted, as if she was enduring something.


    Chu Ge slowly raised his hand, and a wisp of True Qi slowly gathered in his palm.


    Lin Zhao’s pupils widened in confusion, not understanding what Chu Ge intended.


    He only saw Chu Ge slowly infusing that white gas into his mother’s body.


    Although he was sure Chu Ge wouldn’t harm his mother, his heart still tightened anxiously.


    His tense gaze swept back and forth between Chu Ge and his mother.


    Chu Ge examined Lin Zhao’s mother’s body for a while, and diagnosed it aste-stage breast cancer, with cancer cells starting to slowly spread.


    In current medicine, such conditions naturally have no recovery methods possible—only chemotherapy to extend life.


    But for Chu Ge, it was just a matter of minutes.


    Chu Ge infused another wave of True Qi into Lin Zhao’s mother’s body, which acted like a cleaning machine clearing the garbage inside.


    Although Lin Zhao’s mother hadn’t been doingborious work for long, her body shouldn’t be particrly bad, but due to lifelong neglect in diet, a lot of garbage piled up inside, and with age slowing metabolism, couldn’t filter out, sticking directly within her body.


    If there were equipment to observe, it could be seen that the cancer cells inside Lin Zhao’s mother were slowly decreasing at a visibile rate.


    After more than ten minutes, Chu Ge maintained this action, and the confused Lin Zhao beside still couldn’t fathom what Chu Ge was doing.


    But he visibly saw relief in his mother’s painful expression, and the pallor on her face turned rosy.


    A doubt crossed Lin Zhao’s mind—was Chu Ge helping to treat her?


    But how could it be possible? His mother had cancer, the same cancer doctors couldn’t handle.


    Once all cancer cells in Lin Zhao’s mother’s body were cleared, Chu Ge slowly opened his eyes, retracted his hand, and turned to Lin Zhao, “Alright, your mother is fine now, so you can rx.”


    Lin Zhao looked at Chu Ge puzzled, what did “fine” mean?


    Chu Ge watched Lin Zhao’s bewildered expression and just lightlyughed, “You want to stay here and talk? Your mother will wake up soon.”


    Lin Zhao hurriedly turned and exited the room.


    Chu Ge followed him out.


    At the door, Lin Zhao looked at Chu Ge puzzled, “Mr. Chu, how did you know about my mother’s…”


    He didn’t know how to say the words ‘diagnosed cancer’.


    Chu Ge chuckled lightly, and said, “You don’t need to know how I knew your mother had cancer. What’s important is that her body is no longer in trouble.”


    “Really?” Lin Zhao still couldn’t quite believe it; just from that white gas, his mother had no issues?


    “This is thebination of Ancient Martial Arts and medicine, unexined scientifically.”


    Chu Ge exined, “Actually, Ancient Martial Arts isn’t just for fighting—it can save lives, like what I’m doing now.”


    Lin Zhao was silent for a while before he slowly spoke up, “Previously, Old Master Nangong’s condition, was also treated by you using Ancient Martial Arts?”


    Chu Ge nodded.


    Lin Zhao fell silent again.


    Chu Ge raised his hand and patted his shoulder, “Alright, stop overthinking now. If you’re worried, you can take your mother to the hospital for a check-up another day; the results will show everything.”


    Finished speaking, Chu Ge turned and left.


    Lin Zhao hurriedly stepped forward, sending Chu Ge downstairs, where Lin Dong was still holding a pile of game discs feeling gloomy by the car, desperate to know what Chu Ge and Lin Zhao were discussing, but Mr. Chu had said it wasn’t time for him to know yet.


    Thus, he could only stand there waiting.


    When Lin Zhao came down, the first thing he noticed were the game discs Lin Dong was holding. If his mother really was fine now, then those game discs…