Medical, Martial, Kingly Son-in-Law novel Chapter 3

"Brother, take the medicine obediently. Mom said that you would feel better after taking the medicine."

Xu Nan, who had been sick and weak since childhood, lay beside the bed. With a bowl in her hand, Xu Bei, who was only five years old, was carefully feeding the medicine to him. Her delicate face had filled with a contagious smile.

"You bad guys are not allowed to bully my brother!"

Xu Nan was in his third year of primary school and was always bullied by his classmates. Xu Bei, who was wearing a sheep horn braid, opened her small arms and bared her teeth in front of Xu Nan. Her little face pretended to be fierce, but she did not know that in the eyes of others, she was not fierce at all. Instead, she was even more adorable with that farce.

"Why did my teeth fall out, brother? My words are leaking from between them. It looks so ugly... You are still laughing! You're a terrible brother, I hate you!"

Xu Bei, who had lost her baby teeth, was panicking. She was so angry when she saw Xu Nan gloating that she stamped her feet.

"Look at my tiny skirt, brother. Is it good?"

Xu Bei's new dress, bought by her mother, was always the first thing she showed off in front of Xu Nan. Xu Nan always curled his lips and said it was ugly.

"Woo, mom is gone. Brother, I miss mom..."

On the day that their mother died in a car accident, Xu Bei, who was naturally cheerful and lively, grabbed the corner of Xu Nan's clothes and cried like an abandoned puppy.

"Brother, hurry up; I see the inspection coming and I have put away this much money on the sneak for a long time; take it and take care of yourself outside..."

Xu Bei had a flushed face and was panting. She took out a stack of money of various denominations and stuffed it into Xu Nan's arms. Then she ran in the opposite direction to help Xu Nan in avoiding the inspection.

Xu Nan had just turned twenty on that day. He clenched the money tightly and watched his sister run away into the night. The entire world was shrouded in darkness.

His vision was blurred because of the tears, which he was unaware of.

The lively and cute sister from the past and the poor girl on the bed in front of him gradually overlapped.

It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed onto Xu Nan's heart.

The force increasing bit by bit!

This heart was about to be crushed by that invisible hand!

Ta---

Heavy footsteps echoed.

Xu Nan used all his strength with every step he took.

His straight back had slightly bent.

It seemed to have carried the hundred thousand mountains of Nanjiang over.

"Greetings, Marshal Nan!"

The old man bowed quickly and pulled the dazed disciple beside him.

The girl's heart was in shambles, and she lowered her head.

Xu Nan ignored him. He stood by the bedside, carefully evaluating his sister's appearance.

The powerful mentality that had been forged over six years of war was shattered at this point.

Xu Nan put a hand on his sister's wrist. When he sensed it, the terrifying killing intent dispersed uncontrollably.

Both the old man, whom Yi Tianlong referred to as a Miracle Doctor, and the girl beside him found it difficult to breathe; their faces went pale, and they trembled uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the killing intent instantly dissipated.

"Three Needles of the Profound Sect?"

Xu Nan asked calmly.

"Yes... yes..."

The old man responded quickly, his voice shaking uncontrollably.

She appeared to have walked through the gates of hell, though for a brief moment.

This terrifying killing intent could not be seen or touched, but it was gathered from a never-ending supply of blood. It was too much for even Hong Zhuang, let alone the old man and the girl.

Xu Nan turned to face the elderly man with white hair and said solemnly, "Thank you for making time for my sister. I have a favor to ask of you. When I'm free, I'll assist you in making the last six needles."

"What?"

The old man trembled and looked up at Xu Nan in shock. He said excitedly, "Can Marshal Nan really make the last six missing needles of the Profound Sect?"

To confirm, Hong Zhuang opened her mouth, "Marshal Nan's words carry a lot of weight, and he never says anything lightly. You can count on six needles."

"Yes... yes... Of course, I am an old man and I trust him... I trust him with all my heart!"