Supreme Devouring God

Qin Chen was the first to enter the room.

He immediately saw an elderly man lying on the bed, already on the verge of death.

No need to ask, it should be Yiu Qishui.

However, after taking one look at Yiu Qishui's current state, Qin Chen suddenly narrowed his eyes, a hint of curiosity flickering in his gaze.

"Who are you?"

Then, just at this moment.

A young man guarding beside Yiu Qishui's bed frowned and shouted at Qin Chen.

Qin Chen could tell that this young man resembled Yiu Qishui somewhat, presumably having an intricate relationship with him.

Beside this young man, a seated middle-aged man also lifted his head to glance at Qin Chen.

At this moment, Waay Xilun had already closed the wooden door, then said to the young man who had shouted at Qin Chen, "Young Master Yiu Feng, Deputy President Cao Heng."

"This is the doctor I invited from the Mu Clan, Doctor Qin."

"A doctor from the Mu Clan?"

Upon hearing Waay Xilun's words, the seated middle-aged man, who was Cao Heng, also suddenly stood up.

With a hint of contempt in his eyes, he glanced at Qin Chen.

"Waay Xilun, are you kidding me?"

"Invite a young novice to treat the President's illness?" Cao Heng sneered.

Upon hearing this, Waay Xilun's face changed slightly, then he said, "I had originally intended to invite the Mu Clan Patriarch."

"But the Mu Clan Patriarch said that his medical skills were not as good as Doctor Qin's, so he sent Doctor Qin instead."

"Haha, Waay Xilun, you are at least considered a leading figure in Yiu's chamber of commerce."

"Why would you believe whatever others say?"

"Maybe they just didn't want to come, so they made up an excuse and sent you a young novice." Cao Heng sneered.

"A person like the Mu Clan Patriarch wouldn't make up a random excuse even if he didn't want to come, right?" Waay Xilun said.

"Haha." Cao Heng laughed at this.

Then he looked at Qin Chen and said, "Can you tell me who you have treated before?"

"I have not treated anyone before." Qin Chen replied truthfully.

Strictly speaking, Yiu Qishui was indeed his first patient.

Upon hearing Qin Chen's words.

Not to mention Cao Heng, even Waay Xilun was taken aback.

Never treated anyone before?

"Sorry, please leave."

Yiu Feng said with a dark expression.

A doctor who has never even treated anyone before, trying to cure a patient whom many renowned doctors couldn't heal?

What a joke!

"I've already figured out the President's condition, are you sure you want me to leave?"

Hearing Yiu Feng directly asking him to leave, Qin Chen raised an eyebrow and said.

"Haha."

Upon hearing Qin Chen's words, Cao Heng couldn't help but chuckle twice.

"Without even taking his pulse, you claim to understand the President's condition with just a glance? Who do you think you are? A miracle healer?"

Cao Heng couldn't help but laugh.

"I am indeed not a miracle healer."

"But I can cure your President's illness." Qin Chen said lightly.

"Cure? Then tell me, what is the President's illness?" Cao Heng sneered.

"He is not ill."

"On the contrary, he is healthier than a normal person." Qin Chen said calmly.

"Not ill?"

"On the verge of death, breath weak, anyone with medical knowledge, even I can see he's gravely ill, and you're telling me, no illness?"

Cao Heng seemed to have heard a joke.

Waay Xilun also looked somewhat troubled.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Qin Chen.

But everything Qin Chen was presenting seemed unbelievable.

Could it really be like how Cao Heng said?

Qin Chen was simply someone Mu Hongzhen sent to reject him, someone completely unqualified in medicine?

"That's precisely why."

"Only I can cure his illness." Qin Chen spoke up again.

"Didn't you just say the President wasn't ill? Now you say you can cure his illness? So is he ill or not ill?"

Cao Heng heard this and teasingly looked at Qin Chen, saying.

"Illness takes various forms."

"One type is a true illness."

"Another type..."

Poof!

Just when Qin Chen spoke up to this point, Yiu Qishui, lying on the bed, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Immediately, everyone's eyes in the room turned to Yiu Qishui on the bed.

It was palpable that at this moment, Yiu Qishui's already extremely weak presence completely vanished.

"President!!!"

Upon seeing this, Waay Xilun was the first to rush up, his face changed as he looked at Yiu Qishui, whose body was gradually growing cold, completely lacking breath.

"Father!"

Yiu Feng also stood beside Yiu Qishui, calling out.

However, his emotions were bizarre.

As the son of Yiu Qishui, he should be more pained seeing his father's demise.

And then there was Cao Heng.

Seeing Yiu Qishui's demise, a sinister glint appeared on his face.

Qin Chen stood by, taking all of this in.

In his heart, he suddenly understood something faintly.

"President! How could you leave just like this?!"

Waay Xilun was in utter grief, seemingly unable to accept it, his eyes blood-red.

Without Yiu Qishui, there would be no Waay Xilun.

Seeing Yiu Qishui leave first was naturally hard for Waay Xilun to accept.

"My condolences."

At this moment, Cao Heng walked up, placing a hand on Waay Xilun's shoulder, sighed, and said.

"Now that the President has passed, our most urgent matter is to appoint a new President."

"We must set this before others learn about the President's passing to avoid unnecessary incidents." Cao Heng stated.

However, upon hearing Cao Heng's words, Waay Xilun suddenly erupted.

He turned around, eyes blood-red, yelling at Cao Heng, "The President has passed, his dead soul hasn't even found peace, and you already want to choose a new President?"

"Cao Heng, don't think I don't know, you've coveted the President's position for a long time!!!"

"In other times, I, Waay Xilun, might endure it, but today, I can't endure!!!"

"Even if a new President must be chosen, it won't fall to you, Young Master Yiu Feng is the first choice!!"

At this moment, Waay Xilun completely lost his composure, shouting at Cao Heng with a hoarse voice.

"Waay Xilun, speak with evidence."

"When have I ever coveted the President's position for a long time?"

"Besides, I, Cao Heng, never said I wanted to take the President's position!"

Upon hearing Waay Xilun's words, Cao Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, speaking coldly.

At this moment, Yiu Feng suddenly spoke up.

"I am too young, not yet suitable for such an important position as President."

"For now, Uncle Cao should be the most suitable candidate for the new President."

"Therefore, I am willing to give up the presidency to Uncle Cao, allowing our Yiu's chamber of commerce to continue flourishing under Uncle Cao's guidance!"