Chapter 5

### Chapter 5: The Junior Disciple Takes the Stage

The doctors collectively became furious. This intern was simply outrageous, not only refusing to leave but also escalating the situation by pointing directly at Director Li. It was too audacious.

Zhang Renjie was so angry that his whole body trembled. He jumped up and shouted, "You... Get the hell out of here!"

"What are you all doing? You should give the young man a chance to speak!" Strangely, Li Zhengkun waved at Zeng Yi, "Young man, come forward and explain why you think the patient's intestines are problematic."

What?

Everyone in the room was stunned, their jaws dropping. Had they heard correctly? This intern had already overstepped boundaries, yet there was no trace of anger in Li Lao's words; instead, he sounded extremely kind. This was too bizarre.

All eyes began to glance subtly at Li Lao's waist, speculating what could be hidden there that would cause such a 180-degree shift in his attitude.

The two bodyguards of Fang Nanguo were now highly alert, their eyes fixed on Li Zhengkun's waist.

Only Li Zhengkun himself could understand the meaning of Zeng Yi's words.

No one would have thought that there was actually nothing under Li Zhengkun's right hand. But originally, he should have been covering his right kidney, which he had removed due to a misdiagnosis.

This was a very embarrassing matter, known only to Li Zhengkun and the surgeon. Even Li Zhengkun's wife was not fully aware of it. After the incident, Li Zhengkun thought no one would ever know. However, during a consultation for a central leader, he met the renowned doctor Xie Quanzhang. Xie Lao merely glanced at him and shook his head, "Zhengkun, how could you be so reckless!" He then left a prescription.

Using this prescription, Li Zhengkun cured his condition and fully recovered. So when he heard Zeng Yi's words, he was greatly surprised and no longer underestimated him. The ability to see through his hidden illness at a glance indicated a level of skill comparable to a national master.

Zeng Yi was now fully committed. If he couldn't cure Feng Yuqin today, his senior brother would be implicated, and years of hard work could be in vain.

He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Li Zhengkun, "Indeed, from the examination results, we see that the grass is all withered. But have you considered why the grass withered? If the soil is already desertified or suffering from severe drought, how likely is it that the grass will survive even if you replant it?"

Li Zhengkun found it hard to answer. Compared to other methods, the quick-acting therapy had the highest success rate, but he couldn't guarantee it would cure the patient.

"Hmm, your argument is quite reasonable. Now, tell me, what is the current state of the patient's intestines?" Li Zhengkun changed the topic, also wanting to test whether this young man truly had the skills of a national master or was just talking theory or making wild guesses.

"The exact condition requires further diagnosis," Zeng Yi replied, sensing from Li Zhengkun's tone that he was willing to give him a chance. "But based on initial observations, I believe the patient is externally hot and internally cold, with internal coldness accumulating..."

"Coldness?" Zhang Renjie pointed at Zeng Yi's nose, "Are you blind? Didn't you see the patient is running a high fever!"

"Shut up!" Li Lao's eyebrows shot up, and he glared fiercely at Zhang Renjie, "If you have a better plan, speak now! If not, stand aside and stop making noise!"

Oh my!

Everyone sucked in a breath, as if they had seen the most impossible thing in the world. Li Lao had actually told President Zhang to shut up and stop making noise. What... What was going on here!

Everyone suddenly felt their brains couldn't keep up. It was unbelievable, too unbelievable!

Li Zhengkun didn't even bother to look at these people. He turned back to Zeng Yi, "Your point is that the internal coldness causes the large intestine to become cold and stagnant, leading to diarrhea?"

Zeng Yi nodded, "Exactly!"

Li Zhengkun pondered for a moment, "How do you explain the fever, then?"

"Also due to the cold pathogen! Cold and heat cannot coexist. When the cold pathogen accumulates internally, it forces the heat to move outward, concentrating on the surface of the body, causing a persistent low fever."

Li Zhengkun nodded slightly, "Your explanation is very reasonable!"

The people in the room were still in shock. Li Lao had set aside all the experts and was discussing the condition with an intern, giving everyone another huge shock.

Zhang Renjie stood to the side, his face half green and half purple. As the hospital president, he had been reprimanded by Li Lao in front of so many subordinates, losing all his authority. He was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Cold and heat are terms in traditional Chinese medicine. As an imperial physician, Li Zhengkun was well-informed and naturally wouldn't be as ignorant as Zhang Renjie. According to the current health care system, leaders at the vice-national level and above have dedicated medical teams, which include both Western and Chinese doctors.

Therefore, Li Zhengkun frequently encountered traditional Chinese medicine in his daily work and had witnessed its miraculous effects multiple times. He even had to learn some basic theories of traditional Chinese medicine. As the head of the medical team, if he had no understanding of traditional Chinese medicine, he could easily make critical mistakes, which were absolutely not allowed when treating high-level leaders.

Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger; one misstep could lead to disaster.

Li Zhengkun took a few steps and asked, "Now, where do you think this cold pathogen comes from?"

Zeng Yi shook his head, "It's hard to say. I need to diagnose carefully to determine the exact source."

"I understand!" Li Zhengkun stopped and turned to Fang Nanguo, "Secretary Fang, I suggest this young man diagnose the patient again."

"Old Li, this doesn't seem to comply with the regulations..." Chen Gaofeng reminded softly.

"I will take full responsibility for any consequences!"

Fang Nanguo didn't fully understand what was happening, but he didn't need to. Among the experts in the room, Li Zhengkun was the most skilled. If he recommended this intern, there must be a reason. Fang Nanguo knew this was enough, "Medical matters are best decided by Director Li."

Li Zhengkun then pushed open the door to the ward and said to Zeng Yi, "Follow me!"

Inside the ward, Feng Yuqin heard the footsteps, opened her eyes, and saw Li Zhengkun. She became agitated, "You don't need to say anything; I will not accept your plan."

Li Zhengkun was unperturbed and asked patiently, "Would you be willing to try traditional Chinese medicine?"

Feng Yuqin's expression improved when she realized he wasn't there to persuade her, "As long as it's not a disgusting method."

Li Zhengkun gestured for Zeng Yi to come forward.

If it were a regular doctor, suddenly getting the chance to treat the wife of the provincial party secretary, they would be overwhelmed with excitement. Zeng Yi, however, remained calm. Seeing Li Zhengkun's gesture, he walked steadily to the bedside, showing no signs of panic.

Li Zhengkun couldn't help but admire him. Regardless of his true skill level, his demeanor was no different from that of the national masters he had seen.

Feng Yuqin was skeptical of this young traditional Chinese doctor. "Don't all traditional Chinese doctors have white beards?" she asked, "Can you really treat me?"

Zeng Yi smiled and said, "I'll take your pulse first. Director Li will oversee the process."

Feng Yuqin felt slightly reassured. Although she resisted Li Zhengkun's plan, she trusted his skills. She closed her eyes and relaxed.

With her consent, Zeng Yi removed Feng Yuqin's IV drip, waited a moment, and then extended three fingers to gently place them on her wrist, closing his eyes in a meditative state.

Zhang Renjie couldn't resist trying to stop him but feared another reprimand from Li Lao. His lips twitched, and he swallowed his words.

After diagnosing the right wrist, Zeng Yi moved to the left side of the bed to diagnose the left wrist.

A minute later, he finished and said to Feng Yuqin, "Do you feel a cold sensation in your abdomen, with intermittent cramps?"

Feng Yuqin nodded without opening her eyes.

"Are you experiencing chest tightness, headaches, stiffness in your back, and a dry nose?" As he spoke, Zeng Yi started pressing from Feng Yuqin's left index finger, moving up to her elbow, and then back down to the index finger again.

After two rounds, Feng Yuqin suddenly said, "That feels so good," and opened her eyes, "My stomach doesn't hurt as much. Can you... Can you press a few more times?" Her voice was urgent.

The experts and doctors were all amazed. They looked at each other, stunned. Feng Yuqin, who had been suffering for a long time and was often irritable, had suddenly said she felt comfortable. Could this stubborn condition, which had caused constipation for a week and diarrhea for another week, be cured by this intern's simple pressing?

This was too incredible!

Feng Yuqin's relief was more than just "comfortable." If someone tried to experience ten days of constipation followed by a week of diarrhea, they would understand her pain, which was unbearable for most people.

With just a simple press, Zeng Yi made Feng Yuqin feel a warm current in her lower abdomen, and the urge to defecate, which had been uncontrollable, disappeared instantly. This was an incredible relief.

Hearing Feng Yuqin's words, Zeng Yi smiled and turned to Shao Haibo, "Senior brother, come over and help. You can handle the right side."

Shao Haibo was initially stunned but then stumbled to the bedside, excitedly grabbing Feng Yuqin's right hand.

At this moment, everyone looked at Shao Haobo with envy. Why did this opportunity to relieve Feng Yuqin's pain fall to him? Why didn't they have such a capable junior brother?