Chapter 48

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"If my prediction is correct, the old man often felt weak and powerless before he fell ill, but he felt his energy restored after drinking alcohol."

Although the people present did not understand what Lanxin worms or Shixin worms were, they understood the last sentence.

Luo Jianguo and the other three nodded in unison, "That's exactly what you described, young doctor. What do we need to prepare? We'll go and get it right away."

A moment later, a piece of paper filled with Chinese herbs was handed to Luo Jianguo. When he saw the quantities listed, he was taken aback.

Other Chinese medicine shops measured herbs in grams, but the prescription written by Zhao Xinyu was marked in kilograms.

"Young doctor, this prescription..." As he spoke, Luo Jianguo handed the prescription to Du Gang, who was also taken aback after reading it.

"Xiao Zhao, why are they measured in kilograms?"

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "Indeed, in kilograms. Follow my prescription and remember to choose natural wild herbs if possible. Also, place the purple-heart orchids and white magnolias from the old man's room under the sun for three hours, then water them with tea leaves."

Luo Jianguo nodded and left the room with the prescription. The middle-aged woman's eyes flickered, "Young doctor, should we use Tieguanyin or Dahongpao for the tea leaves?"

Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but laugh, "Auntie, just use the most common tea leaves from the street. Using Tieguanyin or Dahongpao would be a waste."

"Go quickly, Luo Yan, we can't let those worms harm anyone again." Du Gang said hurriedly.

Luo Yan rushed out, and Zhao Xinyu patted his head, looking at another middle-aged man.

"I am Luo Baoguo."

"I almost forgot. Please order a bamboo bed immediately, made from fresh purple bamboo. The legs should be three feet and three inches long, and the bamboo should not be split. There should be no metal nails on it. Also, get some dried purple bamboo, split it into two-inch-wide strips, one foot long, and find a pot made from an 1.8-meter-long bamboo."

"Alright," Luo Baoguo said, and he immediately left the room.

After seeing Luo Baoguo leave, Zhao Xinyu took out a box of silver needles from his backpack and looked at the two nurses who were still a bit dazed. "Please remove all the equipment from the old man's body."

The nurses glanced at President Hu, who nodded, and they removed the instruments from the old man's body.

In the next moment, the four people in the room felt a gentle breeze, which made them all pause. The door was tightly closed, and the air conditioning was set, so how could there be a breeze?

But in the next moment, they were all stunned. In the time it took them to be puzzled, nine silver needles had already appeared on the old man's head. Another breeze blew, and Zhao Xinyu quickly flicked the ends of the needles. The nine silver needles hummed and then formed a harmonious melody.

"Xiao Zhao..." Du Gang's eyes narrowed slightly.

But he didn't say anything more. The old man's faint breath suddenly became steady, and something seemed to be moving in the veins on his neck.

Not just Du Gang, but even President Hu and the others were shocked by this scene. At this point, President Hu was amazed. How could this unknown young man have such medical skills? What was his background? He had never heard of such a talented young man in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

He had been in the medical field for decades, and even in traditional Chinese medicine, everyone knew the famous figures. But now, he had no idea where this young man named Zhao came from.

"Nobody touch the needles on the old man's head." After saying this, Zhao Xinyu left the ward, and Du Gang immediately followed.

At this moment, Zhao Gang was secretly glad that he had listened to his granddaughter and brought Zhao Xinyu. He even regretted not bringing him earlier, as the old leader might have recovered sooner.

Several middle-aged men were carrying the purple-heart orchids and white magnolias out of a room. Du Mengnan, not knowing what was happening, looked at the busy people with confusion.

Hearing a noise behind her, Du Mengnan turned around and saw Zhao Xinyu and her grandfather. She quickly walked over, "Zhao Xinyu, how is it?"

"Still okay, there's hope for treatment," Zhao Xinyu said, looking around the courtyard as if searching for something.

About ten minutes later, Luo Jianguo returned first, followed by a middle-aged man carrying Chinese herbs, and then Luo Baoguo.

"Young doctor, what should we do now?"

Zhao Xinyu pointed to a chosen spot, "Bring the bamboo bed here," and then poured all the herbs into a large pot and washed them with water.

Finally, Zhao Xinyu reached into the pot, and water from the space continuously flowed into the large pot.

After filling the pot, he placed it under the bed and lit the bamboo strips to heat the pot. At this point, Du Gang and the others understood Zhao Xinyu's intention.

As the bamboo fragrance spread, steam rose from the pot. Zhao Xinyu looked at Luo Jianguo, "Please have someone carry the old man out and place him on the bamboo bed, but don't touch the silver needles on his head."

Now, Luo Jianguo and the others didn't need to ask. They let Zhao Xinyu command them, knowing that he could diagnose the problem that others couldn't. Perhaps only Zhao Xinyu could help, and their father's recovery depended on this young man.

The old man was carried to the bed, and Zhao Xinyu asked Luo Baoguo to add more bamboo strips. He took out the silver needle box from the room and kept his eyes on the old man's body changes.

As time passed, the old man's pale golden skin began to change, showing a hint of blood color. The appearance of blood color was followed by a shocking scene: the veins on his body seemed to be moving, and eventually, every part of his body except his head was wriggling, as if something was under his skin.

When the old man's skin turned a deep red, Zhao Xinyu looked at Luo Jianguo, "Do you have any alcohol at home? Bring the cheapest bottle."

"We only have this one type of alcohol, and it's a special supply alcohol."

Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shake his head and turned to Luo Yan and Du Mengnan, "I need to undress the old man, so please step out. Mengmeng, call Jiang Ge and ask him to bring a jar of Zui Linglong. Try to get it here by tomorrow."

After the two women left, Zhao Xinyu undressed the old man and then evenly applied the special supply alcohol to his body. "Nurses, I will use acupuncture to force the Shixin worms out of the old man's veins. Please wipe them off and put them in the bucket. Remember, do not let the worms touch your skin."

After the nurses were fully equipped, Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath. In a few breaths, 108 silver needles were placed all over the old man's body, leaving everyone speechless.

As the old man's body's energy fluctuated, the 108 silver needles began to hum. Within a minute, Luo Jianguo and the others' eyes widened.

They saw a layer of blue substance appear on the old man's body. If one couldn't see it clearly, now it appeared in patches, and the blue substance seemed to be moving.

Although the nurses were startled, their professional ethics made them carefully wipe off the blue substance without touching the silver needles.

But every time they wiped it off, the blue substance reappeared on the old man's body within three minutes...

Wiping it off again, it reappeared, but the blue color became lighter. Eventually, it was almost invisible unless you looked closely. During this time, Zhao Xinyu continuously maintained the vibration of the silver needles.

After nine times, Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath and waved his hand, "That's it. Cover the things in the bucket with quicklime and dispose of them in two days."

Taking out the silver needles, "That's it. Give the old man a bath. Where is a room for me to rest?"

When Zhao Xinyu said this, Luo Jianguo and the others noticed that Zhao Xinyu was drenched in sweat, his face pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. This left them speechless. How could acupuncture have such an effect?

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