The Strongest Mad Son-in-law

Chapter 1647 1650: Can a Beating Cure It?

If Hume wants to clear his name and live a normal life again in America, regaining his status and identity, he must take this gamble!

Otherwise, he has no chance to clear his name!

Hume glanced at the silent Bazil, knowing that Bazil had tacitly agreed with what Xu Hao had said.

The reason Bazil refused earlier was because he couldn't directly promise to clear Hume's name.

But as long as Xu Hao, the principal party, spoke up, they could immediately clear Hume's name. This is a matter of sequence, and though it seems trivial, it is of significant importance.

It's their reputation at stake!

Bazil couldn't afford to be careless!

Understanding the crux of the matter, Hume nodded in agreement, "Okay! I'll take the gamble with you! Even though I know my chance of winning is less than one percent, I still want to gamble, just in case you, Xu Hao, can't cure the Laughter Death disease patient?"

Xu Hao gave a light chuckle, turned, and walked to the Laughter Death disease patient, then slapped his face.

"Slap!!"

The loud noise immediately stunned everyone.

Hume shouted, "Xu Hao, just admit you can't cure him. Why did you hit him? Did he have a grudge against you? Doing this is an abuse of power, you're trampling on human rights!"

Xu Hao chuckled lightly, "Hume, aren't you jumping the gun by lashing out before I even start treating? Not only will I slap this African person's face, but I'll also slap many parts of his body, and forcefully at that. Do you think I'm humiliating him?"

"Humph! If you actually do that, then everyone will see that you're just pretending to treat people as an excuse to hit them!" Hume recalled being fooled by Xu Hao earlier, and his anger surged as he shouted furiously.

"Heh, It seems you're still holding a grudge about how I treated you earlier, Hume! But given the situation, I couldn't hesitate. If I had been a second later, you might have dropped dead on the spot, which I'm sure isn't the outcome you'd want? Oh, I forgot, if you dropped dead, you wouldn't see the result of your own death. But now you're repaying kindness with resentment, sigh, these days it's tough being a good person!" Xu Hao said with a profound sense of grievance, as if he were the one wronged.

Bing Wanxin rolled her eyes sharply, thinking Xu Hao was simply too wicked. She couldn't fathom what went through his mind to come up with such a nasty way to punish others, leaving them unable to complain and forced to swallow their bitterness.

Hume must resent Xu Hao deeply now.

But who could he blame for trying to assassinate Xu Hao? Xu Hao was already merciful for not killing him on the spot.

Furious at heart, Hume spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted, "Xu Hao, you shameless bastard, how could you be so despicable! I, Hume, swear I will never rest under the same sky as you! Don't you realize how you treated me earlier?"

"Hey, Hume, you're being unreasonable here. It's important to have evidence when we speak or act. Without any evidence, talking to me like this is out of line, don't you think?" Xu Hao immediately raised his hand to stop him.

Bazil was immediately exasperated; Hume was too troublesome. He coldly said, "Hume, let Xu Hao treat him properly. If you keep mouthing off, I won't hesitate to strip you of all your rights and leave you unable to live in America!"

Hume's life was trivial compared to the reputation of the American Medical Association and Jiajiu University; it was utterly insignificant.

Hume instantly did not dare to make a sound, but he now harbored resentment towards Bazil as well.

He secretly vowed, if he ever gained power, the first person he'd deal with would not be Xu Hao, but Bazil!

This guy was supposedly on his side, as the team leader, but repeatedly ignored his life and dignity for so-called reputation, making Hume detest him even more than Xu Hao!

Xu Hao smiled faintly, raising his hand, he started slapping the Laughter Death disease patient hard.

On the forum, everyone was shocked and started discussing as they saw Xu Hao employing yet another bizarre treatment method.

"This treatment method is so strange, Xu Hao didn't use acupuncture but is treating the patient using this slapping technique, can this actually work?"

"Who can say for sure? But doesn't anyone think this slapping method is somewhat similar to a certain way we sometimes relax our bodies?" "Four wowotou for one yuan" commented.

"Mas...massage?" someone hesitantly suggested right away.

This method of slapping the patient does indeed resemble massage somewhat.