My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 150 - 113: Uncle Discharged, Coming of Age Gift, Suit-Wearing Thug

Chapter 150: Chapter 113: Uncle Discharged, Coming of Age Gift, Suit-Wearing Thug

Hearing this, Xiao Yu was stunned for a full five seconds, her little mouth trembling as she burst into tears of joy.

For three years, her father no longer needed to rely on those machines to survive, no longer the "electronic man" who could only express his existence through subtitles on a monitor.

Her father was back to being the man who could smile, walk, talk, and extend his arms to embrace his precious daughter!

Aunt also covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

"Thank you... thank you, doctor, you’ve worked hard."

"Not at all, just my duty." Xiong Chengshun waved his hand weakly, "I’ll go rest for a bit, medical staff will coordinate with you on the follow-up."

"Cough, cough, wait a moment, Dr. Xiong." Lu Xun stepped forward, secretly slipping a large red envelope into his coat pocket to show gratitude.

"Didn’t you already give one before the surgery?" Xiong Chengshun whispered.

"Giving another." Lu Xun, in a softened voice, "You helped us save a family member, much thanks."

Hearing this, he shook his head and said:

"The one who saved him was not me, but himself, and you all. Generally, in such situations, families would have long given up, believing that short pain is better than prolonged suffering.

It’s because you never abandoned him, willing to sacrifice so much for a loved one, and also due to the patient’s strong willpower and unwavering persistence... It’s the power of family love that saved him, it’s really not easy."

After sighing, the doctor took his leave, accepting the red envelope without declining.

"Thank you, Xiao Lu." Aunt turned around, clasping Lu Xun’s shoulder, crying uncontrollably.

"Brother!" Xiao Yu sobbed as she leaned closer.

Without Lu Xun, Xie Zhenhai would have passed away three years ago; there was no way to afford the monthly expense of two hundred thousand to keep him alive.

Without those sixty million, even if Xie Zhenhai hadn’t died today, he would die three months later anyway.

The family of three embraced.

Lu Xun sighed, comforting his aunt and sister:

"We’re family, no need for thanks. Come on, let’s grab something to eat, then head home. Tomorrow we can visit uncle in the ward."

"Alright, okay." Aunt, resuming her composure, wiped her tears, smiling through the tears, grabbing her daughter and nephew’s hands, "Haha, come on, let’s go feast!"

The years Uncle became disabled, Aunt truly had a hard time.

Even though Lu Xun did black market work at illegal clinics, helping out both inside and outside the household, she remained tough.

Looking at Li Xiaoning’s family situation, one can see that Li Xiaoning’s mother abandoned her husband and daughter, choosing to escape.

But Aunt persisted, taking on her responsibility as a wife and head of the household.

Outwardly soft as water, yet inwardly incredibly strong.

Thankfully, they’ve endured the hardships, and after weathering the long dark night, the family has finally seen the dawn, witnessing the light of day, a truly Great Perfection ending.

"Phew~"

Lu Xun let out a long breath, suddenly feeling a sense of transcendence in his state of mind.

The gloom that had been pressing on his heart for three years completely vanished!

All the pressure disappeared as well.

Aunt and Xiao Yu both thanked him, feeling he was the benefactor who saved Xie Zhenhai.

At this moment, he also wanted to say thanks, but to whom?

The answer was undeniable.

’Thank you, my dear Xiao You!’ — he thought in his heart.

If not for the All-Knowing Right Hand, Uncle would have had his tubes removed three years ago...

Their family’s so-called efforts and persistence were all built on the foundation of the All-Knowing Right Hand.

Without this ’cheat,’ ordinary people like them had no chance of reversing fate.

Xiao You not only should be thanked, but also needs to be rewarded!

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Zone 7, Blessed Treasure Pavilion.

In the office, the air was fragrant.

Time flew, and Lu Xun turned of age!

From a boy, he transformed into a man!

"Xiao Lu, take a look at the contract." Ding Xuezhu, with her beautiful and white long legs crossed, sat on the sofa, pushing two contracts on the table towards Lu Xun, "If everything’s alright, sign them. I’ve already booked the flight for you in advance, departing at midnight to the Naga Race."

"Okay, one moment."

Lu Xun picked up the two contracts with his right hand, pretending to casually glance over them, while actually performing direct analysis.

Ensuring there were no issues, he picked up the pen and signed his name.

One was a long-term appraiser contract with a monthly salary of 1.2 million for a year;

Another was a short-term archaeological contract with a daily salary of 50 million.

With today’s advanced technology, relic exploration is swift, it takes about 5 to 10 days for the archaeological team to complete exploration, after which the engineering team takes over for excavation operations, moving all useful resources, energy, artifacts, biological remains... everything away.

In other words, although this trip took him far, Lu Xun would be back in Jinghai in at most ten days.

"Hey? Seriously, take a good look before signing." Ding Xuezhu raised her eyebrows, her beautiful face full of shock, "Now that you’re an adult, be steady, aren’t you afraid I’ll sell you?"

"Sister Ding, rest assured, I just have a photographic memory, already checked over the contract, nothing’s wrong." Lu Xun stated earnestly, "Only I have the right to sell you, there’s no chance for you to trick me."

Ding Xuezhu was momentarily stunned, then teased with a smile: "You cheeky thing, just came of age and so arrogant, still thinking of selling me, huh? What, your Sister Ding, such a beautiful lady, you don’t want to keep, actually willing to sell to others?"

"Beautiful... indeed beautiful, just a bit narcissistic, better not to want." Lu Xun pouted, "Nothing unbearable about it, I just turned of age, can’t handle old grass, prefer fresh treats."

"..."

Well, that was a direct hit with one sentence!

The words "old grass" instantly hit Ding Xuezhu’s weak spot.