The Almighty Son-In-Law ( Cyrus Johnson )

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byrus stood by the counter, utterly unafraid of these people. 

He just smiled and said, “My wife is off–limits to everyone. However, there is a more effective way to kill me, and you don’t need to worry about breaking the law.” 

“Hehe, are you betting on kidneys and corneas with me?” Sean chuckled. 

“Exactly, it seems Rachel sent you.” 

“Too bad you’re worthless, only valued at 500 thousand, unless your wife is used as collateral for the remaining 1.5 million.” 

“I also have something good. It’s been around for three thousand years, worth at least 1.5 million. Basically, enough to cover the two million.” 

Cyrus took out the empty box of the Imperial Nine Needles. 

Sean didn’t believe him at all. The box was just as big as a glasses case, and it was pitch–black. 

“Can this thing really have a history of three thousand years? And a worth of 1.5 million?” 

“Whether it’s worth it or not, you can ask your dad. He collects so many antiques, he should know.” 

Sean didn’t really care about the old box. He just wanted to mess with Zoey. 

Hearing that Cyrus was willing to bet his kidneys, he got excited immediately. 

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Once he had the organ donation contract from Cyrus, coercing the kind–hearted Zoey wouldn’t be a problem. 

Sean only glanced at the box. It was exquisite in artistry, exuding a heavy historical atmosphere and even emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.. 

At least it was something good, and he thought his father would like it. 

So, he said, “Alright, I agree. There’s a game waiting for you at the Innerzen Medical Center now.” 

“If you win, your two million debt is cleared. If you lose, get ready to pay the piper.” 

Cyrus nodded and smiled, “Sure, no problem.” 

He pushed the door open, looked at the tense Zoey, and said, “No need to be nervous. I’ll only attend your dad’s 60th birthday once I’m debt–free.” 

Zoey had heard everything just now and asked, “Did you actually bet with your organs?” 

“Yes, at least the 400 thousand I won this morning–wasn’t staked with you as collateral. And I won’t use my wife as collateral in the future. 

“It’s a set up. Going there is just courting death,” Zoey warned. 

“Zoey, are you concerned about my life and death now?” Cyrus smiled. 

Watching his carefree appearance, Zoey, feeling a bit foolish, said with annoyance, “I don’t care about you et all. I just think you’re stupid. There’s no need to gamble with your life for my father’s birthday.” 

“I just don’t want to be in debt anymore.” 

After saying that, Cyrus followed Sean to the Innerzen Medical Center. 

Zoey put down the kitchen knife, feeling that she might have misunderstood Cyrus this time. 

Thinking that he would gamble with his kidneys as collateral, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. 

The Wood family was ruthless and evil. They certainly didn’t joke around. 

She couldn’t help but follow after Cyrus. 

At the entrance of the Innerzen Medical Center, an old woman held a boy of about five or six years old, 

kneeling on the ground, crying loudly. 

“Dr. Zimmer, please save my grandson. I’ve been to Evergreen Medical Center, Harmony Hospital, and even Jorsproburgh Traditional Hospital. They all said there’s no cure. They can only try to alleviate the pain. My grandson is only six years old.” 

Thomas Zimmer, the old resident doctor of traditional medicine at Innerzen Medical Center, was quite famous in the area. 

He looked at the feverish little boy, showing a difficult expression, and said, “Rabies can only be prevented, not cured.” 

“I can’t do anything. You’d better take him to a bigger hospital. At least they can alleviate the child’s pain.” 

Cyrus was summoned to Rachel’s side, and Benedict was also present. 

She coquettishly held Cyrus’s arm and whispered in his ear, “Are you thinking of returning to the family?” 

Her red lips breathed into Cyrus’s ear, creating a sensual atmosphere. 

In the past, this move indeed worked on Cyrus. 

“You don’t fancy me. Do I have other options?” Cyrus smiled. 

“If a spendthrift like you wants to turn things around, you have to clear your debt first. If you cure that little boy, you can clear your two million debt with Mr. Wood. Maybe your wife will start looking at you differently.” 

“How can rables be treated? What if it doesn’t work, and I end up in trouble?” Cyrus pretended to be afraid. “If you lose, your body will be emptied anyway. Can you live without your organs? If you cure the little boy, you will get it all back,” Rachel coaxed. 

“I would rather you empty me, Cyrus teased flirtatiously. 

“Then you need to have money. I, Rachel, only like wealthy men, not like your poor wife, pretending to be pure and noble.” 

Sean saw Zoey watching the scene from the crowd. If Cyrus embarrassed himself in front of her, that 

would be even better. 

He quickly took out the debt acknowledgement notice for two million, saying, “Are you playing or not? If you’re not, I’ll have to add interest, and by the end of the year, it will become four million. By then, a poor guy like you won’t be able to save your kidney even if you don’t sell your wife.” 

Benedict had lost 500 thousand to Cyrus before, and was feeling quite unhappy. 

He said, “I’ll float 500 thousand on the side. If you win, it’s yours. If you lose, the money goes to Mr. Wood. Let me have a taste of Cyrus’s widow.” [1 

“Okay, okay, we’ll share her. Now, we’re just waiting for this waste to make a decision,” Sean urged. 

Cyrus felt a bit pleased inside. The foolish Benedict unexpectedly gave him an additional 500 thousand. 

This was the weakness of gamblers. 

They always wanted to win more even after winning, and when they lost, they wanted to win back twice. They could never break free. When the capital increased, sooner or later, these guys would lose everything, and even their parents wouldn’t recognize them. 

All eyes were on Cyrus. In the past three years, they had been playing around like this, playing away all the assets of this waste. 

Cyrus pretended to be very reluctant but said, “Okay, let’s settle it like this. If I win, you better hand over the debt acknowledgement note to my wife later.” 

“No problem. Although we may have to see if you’re able to make it out alive.” Sean was secretly delighted. 

Everyone exclaimed, and mocking laughter echoed throughout the place. 

They dared to gamble at such an obvious dead end. 

In the vast Summerland, who would dare to accept the challenge of treating a rabies patient? 

This was a near–fatal incurable disease.. 

“Haha, this guy is really a fool. He really thinks he’s the Grand Doctor of the Hippocrates Sect.” 

“That Grand Doctor and his disciple were blown up a while ago. I heard they used C4 and the entire mountain was leveled.” 

“Even if that Grand Doctor is reborn, I’m afraid he can’t cure this boy.” 

Everyone had heard rumors about the two great medical experts of the Hippocrates Sect, but no one knew their real names. 

Cyrus walked out and, in front of the entire crowd, felt the pulse of the child. 

At this point, the little boy’s neck had already begun to stiffen, and he had cracked lips. When a gentle breeze passed, he couldn’t breathe. 

Cyrus pressed his two fingers on the acupoint, trying his best to prevent the boy from suffocating 

He said to the old woman, “Madam, I can treat your grandson.” 

Tears streamed down the old woman’s face as she looked up at Cyrus. 

His gaze was like the most dazzling star in the vast night. 

She quickly knelt, kowtowing, and said, “Thank you, divine doctor. You’re compassionate and merciful. Please save my poor grandson.” 

The onlookers erupted in an uproar. 

Mockery, ridicule, and direct insults accused Cyrus of being brainless. 

The child was already tragic enough, and now he was going to be tossed around by him. 

“He’s a damn fake divine doctor, haha. He is just a squanderer.” 

“This garbage of a man will only torment your grandson. Hurry and take your son to a bigger hospital to try. At least, they can reduce some of his pain.” 

Even Zoey became anxious and whispered, “Cyrus, are you out of your mind? Even if you don’t care about yourself, you should spare a thought for Mira.” 

Even a fool could see that Cyrus was walking into a set up gamble again. 

Additionally, the situation was bound to result in a definite loss. 

“Ms. Clarke, if he cared about you, you would still be a wealthy lady with a net worth of over 100 million.” 

Laughter filled the air. 

“Yeah, he’s just a crazy gambler, always hoping for a stroke of luck to turn his fortunes around.”