Chapter 455: Revised: Chapter 455 Enraged
"Talk about honesty? No con artist would engrave the word ’con artist’ on their forehead!" Wu Dabao shouted sharply.
Although he was extremely eager for his hand to recover so he could continue to practice the Kunlun Hand and become a formidable figure in the martial world.
However, once he was convinced that Zhang Dadan was a con artist, Wu Dabao didn’t feel the least bit disappointed, he even felt ecstatic instead.
This way, his grandfather wouldn’t defend him anymore, and he could... well, still wouldn’t be able to beat him, but at least he could vent with his words!
"Zhang Dadan, oh Zhang Dadan! To think my grandfather trusted you so much, and you’re just a complete fraud!" Wu Dabao continued to rant.
Zhang Dadan hated it the most when people called him a con artist, but Wu Dabao continued to yell, which made Zhang Dadan angry.
He slapped the table casually, the solid wood table immediately splintered, and the tea on the table splashed out.
"Are you done? You’re like a freaking woman!" Zhang Dadan glared at Wu Dabao and roared angrily.
Wu Dabao, seeing this, quickly shrank behind Wu Santong and timidly said, "Grandpa, look at him, he’s got a guilty conscience!"
Already suspicious of Zhang Dadan, Wu Santong saw Zhang Dadan suddenly get angry and ready to teach a lesson. He quickly stood and smiled, saying:
"Master Zhang, please don’t... please don’t... let’s talk nicely... talk nicely..."
Zhang Dadan turned his angry gaze to Wu Santong and said, "I really am a doctor, and this ointment is very effective!"
"If you don’t believe me, I can use another method to alleviate your grandson’s symptoms to prove I’m not lying!"
Another method? Wu Santong’s eyes immediately lit up, and he said, "Since Master Zhang still has ultimate skills, let’s see them!"
Seeing is believing, just to prove what Zhang Dadan said was ineffective, it would prove he was a complete fraud, and there would be no need to bother with him further.
If the other method was effective, it would prove he was indeed a Divine Doctor, and it wouldn’t be too late to give him the bank card password then!
However, after Wu Santong agreed, Zhang Dadan didn’t act but instead looked at the grandfather and grandson with a sly expression.
Wu Dabao saw his strange expression and hesitated; Zhang Dadan wouldn’t try to trick him again, would he? He wouldn’t fall for it!
"Master Zhang, what’s wrong? Please proceed!" Although Wu Santong was half skeptical of Zhang Dadan, he was decisive.
Zhang Dadan raised his eyebrow, rubbed his fingers together, and smiled, "If you want me to use another method, it’ll be an extra 100,000 yuan!"
Wu Santong’s face immediately turned black upon hearing this, staring angrily at Zhang Dadan while furiously cursing in his heart, "Another 100,000? Why don’t you just rob us?"
Seeing his hesitation, Zhang Dadan sat back down, leisurely sipping his tea and humming a little tune.
"Grandpa, don’t listen to him! He’s definitely faking it!" Wu Dabao timidly glanced at Zhang Dadan and reminded Wu Santong.
Although 100,000 yuan was a significant amount, they had already given 600,000, so this extra 100,000 didn’t matter. As long as they could cure Wu Dabao, it was all worth it!
"Master Zhang, please go ahead! I agree to the 100,000 yuan!" Wu Santong looked at his grandson and then turned to Zhang Dadan.
Since they had already paid him, Zhang Dadan got up, walked to their side, pointed to the stool in front of him, and instructed Wu Dabao: "Sit down!"
Wu Dabao glanced timidly at Zhang Dadan and tugged on Wu Santong’s clothes, his face full of fear, afraid that Zhang Dadan would take the opportunity to harm him.
"Sit down! With Grandpa here, it’ll be fine!" Wu Santong, aware of his fear, reassured him.
To be honest, he was also very anxious because his skills were no match for Zhang Dadan.
If Zhang Dadan were really a con artist and took the opportunity to harm Wu Dabao, he would indeed be helpless and would only be able to fight to the death!
Wu Dabao hesitated for a moment but eventually sat down in front of Zhang Dadan. Once he sat down, Zhang Dadan gathered spiritual energy in his palm and reached for Wu Dabao’s hand.
"What are you doing?" Wu Dabao felt uncomfortable as he saw a man trying to touch his hand.
Zhang Dadan glared at him and said angrily, "I’m straight, and I would never be interested in you, don’t worry!"
With that, he suddenly took Wu Dabao’s hand and used his spiritual power to unblock the meridians in Wu Dabao’s palm.
In an instant, Wu Dabao felt a warm current flowing through his hand, itched, but felt comfortable.
Standing aside, Wu Santong was filled with doubts. What was he doing? Was he just tormenting his grandson or healing him with Qigong? Could he possibly know Qigong?
After a while, beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Dadan’s forehead, while Wu Dabao felt his hand getting warmer, as if something was moving inside.
After about ten minutes, Zhang Dadan withdrew his hand and said to Wu Dabao, "Alright! Now try moving your hand!"
Wu Dabao curled his fingers and found he could make a fist, his face stunned.
Seeing this, Wu Santong was ecstatic, almost jumping up with excitement, "Dabao, you can move your hand? How does it feel?"
"Although it still feels a bit numb, I can move it freely!" Wu Dabao replied excitedly.
Seeing that they were too happy, Zhang Dadan poured cold water on them, smiling, "His symptoms are only relieved, to be cured, you’ll still need to apply the ointment I brought!"
"But you seem to despise this dirty ointment, so I might as well take it back!"
Seeing this, Wu Santong quickly grabbed a few patches of ointment and apologized, "Master Zhang, we were ignorant, please don’t stoop to our level!"
"Master Zhang, I was wrong... I shouldn’t have doubted you..." Wu Dabao also quickly apologized.
Although he resented Zhang Dadan, the hope of his hand healing overwhelmed his resentment.
Wu Santong, looking at his grandson’s now movable fingers, couldn’t help but tear up, feeling overwhelmed.
His greatest wish in life was to see his grandson improve in cultivation, becoming a master and revitalizing their family.
The Kunlun Hand, the family’s ultimate skill, relied on a pair of hands. If his grandson’s hands were really crippled for good, his lifelong wish would be shattered.
Now, Zhang Dadan had easily relieved his symptoms, how could Wu Santong not be overjoyed and ecstatic?
After a while, Wu Santong turned to Zhang Dadan and thanked him, "Master Zhang, thank you so much... thank you."
"Your great kindness and virtue to our Wu Family, we will remember. If you need anything in the future, our Wu Family will serve you faithfully!"
The excited Wu Dabao, hearing his grandfather’s humble words, felt a tremor in his heart, his face darkening again.
Although Zhang Dadan had helped with the treatment and it worked well, the injury on his hand was initially caused by him.
Now, not only was he not blamed, but he was also given 700,000 yuan, was there a need to be so servile?