Then, Wu Gudao started to take the pulse for Meng Mingkun. After taking the pulse, he acupunctured several acupoints for him.

After almost half an hour of conversation, Meng Dahai, who was standing by the side, stood anxiously waiting. For him, in less than half an hour, every minute and every second, he lived like a year, and was very painful.

Seeing Wu Gudao put away the golden needle, Meng Dahai asked quickly: "Doctor Wu, how is my son?"

Wu Gudao shook his head and replied, "I'm sorry I can do nothing."

After hearing this, Meng Dahai looked like he was aged in his teens.

As the person involved, Meng Mingkun, when he heard this sentence, his expression on his face did not change at all, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

However, at this time Wu Gudao looked at Xue Huai on the side, and then he said to Meng Dahai: "But don't worry, although I can't do anything, there are experts present with more medical skills than me here."

After hearing this, Meng Dahai couldn't help but look around privately, and then his eyes were locked on Wu Tianhe beside him. As for Xue Huai, although he also saw it, he never thought that the person Wu Gudao was talking about would be Xue Huai.

When Wu Tianhe saw Meng Dahai looking at him, he quickly shook his head and replied, "You read it wrong, that person is not me."

Seeing Wu Tianhe looking at Xue Huai beside him, Meng Dahai looked at the young Xue Huai with a look of surprise.

"Doctor Wu, are you kidding?"

Meng Dahai looked Xue Huai carefully, and he asked involuntarily.

Wu Gudao replied: "I'm not kidding. Before you came, this young master Xue had already rescued a patient who left me helpless."

Meng Dahai was stunned when he heard this, and then he quickly said to Xue Huai: "Mr. Xue, Doctor Xue, please save my son."

After hearing Wu Gudao's words, Meng Dahai seemed to have caught a life-saving straw and begged desperately.

In fact, when Xue Huai first saw Meng Mingkun, he felt even more familiar. There was no need for Meng Dahai to say that, and he would also look at Meng Mingkun for a look.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look now."

After saying this, Xue Huai stretched out his right hand and put it on Meng Mingkun's right wrist.

When he placed his right hand on Meng Mingkun's right wrist, an expression of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face. He did not expect that in this world, he would really encounter such a physical cultivation, which is extremely rare even in the world of immortal cultivation.

Whether in this world or in the world of immortal cultivation, some people are born as prides of heaven and geniuses.

For example, some people play every day, sleep in class, and read books during exams, but they can get 100 points and are the first in the class.

Some people listen to lectures in class, study hard after class, and do their homework seriously at home, but they often fail during the exam.

This is talent, and Meng Mingkun has the talent for cultivating immortals. He is a rare Hunyuanbao body.

The reason why he gets a rare disease like ALS is because Hunyuanbao is causing trouble.

No matter what is, the Hunyuanbao body is a top-notch immortal cultivation physique for cultivators who can be desirable but not sought. If you have the Hunyuanbao body to become an immortal, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and your speed will be more than ten times that of an ordinary immortal cultivation person.

Cultivating immortals is like cheating. When others are only in the early stage of Qi refining, they may have already practiced in the early stage of Taoism and foundation building. This is the benefit of cultivators having special physiques.

The reason why Meng Mingkun became an ALS is because of the Hunyuanbao body.

Because he had this special physique, he could not exert the characteristics of the Hunyuanbao Body. Over time, the tonic turned into poison, which slowly retaliated against his body. For ordinary people, the Hunyuanbao Body became a burden and the last straw that crushed him to death.

Meng Dahai, who was beside him, saw Xue Huai's face showing a bright smile for no reason. He asked curiously: "Doctor Xue, is my son saved?"

Wu Gudao and Wu Tianhe, who were beside him, also had their ears pricked up, wanting to know the answer.

You should know that ALS is a global disease. There is no effective treatment yet. Basically, if you get this disease, you have already declared death.

After letting go of Meng Mingkun's right hand, Xue Huai replied: "It's saved."

When Meng Dahai heard this, he was stunned and asked in surprise: "Doctor Xue, what did you just say?"

Xue Huai paused and said, "Give me some time, I can make your son stand up."

Meng Mingkun, who had always been blind, heard Xue Huai's words and finally had a rare change in expression on his face. He said with difficulty: "Can you save me?"

Xue Huai smiled faintly and said, "Yes, I can not only restore you to a normal person, but your life will definitely be more exciting than that of a normal person in the future."

"But I have a request." Xue Huai said after thinking about it.

Meng Dahai said without hesitation: "Doctor Xue, as long as you can cure my son, let alone a request, even if there are ten or a hundred, I will make me a cow and a horse, I will be the reason."

Haha, Xue Huai said, "It's not that serious, my request is very simple."

Looking at Meng Mingkun in the wheelchair, Xue Huai said word by word: "You just need to worship me as your teacher."

Meng Dahai, Meng Mingkun, and Wu Gudao and Wu Tianhe on the side were all very confused when they heard this.

Xue Huai's request was indeed beyond their expectations.

Meng Dahai thought that Xue Huai should have money. After all, there is no free lunch in the world, and it is not even more like a terminal illness like ALS. As long as it can be cured, it is reasonable even if it costs more money.

So, when he heard Xue Huai make such a request that was not considered a request at all, he nodded without hesitation and replied: "Okay, I promise you."

After saying this, he quickly said to his son: "Mingkun, why are you still standing there? Why don't you call the master quickly?"

For Meng Mingkun, it is not a problem to be a disciple of Xue Huai, but what I am worried about is whether Xue Huai can cure his illness.

"Can you really cure me?" Meng Mingkun asked.

Xue Huai replied confidently: "Of course, will I find a dying person to be a disciple?"

"master!"

Meng Mingkun shouted without any hesitation this time.
Chapter completed!