Chapter 80

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The next morning, Lu Li sat cross-legged on the bed cultivating. His phone vibrated a few times, and he glanced down at it before leaving the hotel.

Xiao Yuchuan's private car was already waiting at the hotel entrance. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two set off for the Yan family residence.

On the way, seeing that Lu Li was silent and meditating with his eyes closed, Xiao Yuchuan occasionally glanced at him and finally couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Li, do you have any confidence?"

"Without seeing the patient, no one can make a rash statement."

"You're right." Xiao Yuchuan laughed self-deprecatingly, as if talking to himself, "Old Yan retired many years ago, and now Big Brother Yan is also approaching retirement age. Time waits for no one!"

Hearing this, Lu Li opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yuchuan with a half-smile, making him feel quite awkward.

"We'll see how it goes. If there's a chance, I can try to mediate for you."

Xiao Yuchuan was speechless.

You can mediate for me, but do you even know them?

Unlike the Xiao family's courtyard, the Yan family's neighborhood was a garden-style complex with pavilions, terraces, and lush green trees, making it a beautiful place.

After passing through three checkpoints, the car stopped in front of a three-story building.

Xiao Yuchuan got out of the car first, followed closely by Lu Li.

As they approached the entrance of the building, a tall, imposing man walked out.

"Big Brother Yan, I've brought the divine doctor."

Although Xiao Yuchuan and this man were in a superior-subordinate relationship, they both came from red families, so compared to other subordinates, Yan Zhishan was always very polite to Xiao Yuchuan, addressing him as a brother in private.

"Yuchuan, thank you for your hard work."

Yan Zhishan said to Xiao Yuchuan, then turned to look at Lu Li, his eyes filled with doubt.

This is the divine doctor? He's too young!

But he quickly recovered, stepped forward, and shook Lu Li's hand, saying sincerely, "Doctor Lu, my father is waiting for you. If there's any inconvenience, please bear with us."

Although he didn't fully believe in Lu Li's medical skills, this was Xiao Yuchuan's intention, and as someone in his position, he had reached a certain level of interpersonal skills and would never show his doubts openly.

"Alright, let's go in."

Lu Li withdrew his hand, gave Yan Zhishan a deep look, and nodded inwardly. The current Yan Zhishan had a demeanor befitting a noble family, which was a far cry from his past.

"Doctor Lu, please. Yuchuan, don't be so formal, come in as well."

Yan Zhishan led the way, and as they entered the living room, a low, pained growl suddenly came from the second floor. The growl disappeared quickly, as if it had never happened.

Hearing the growl, Yan Zhishan's face changed, and he hurriedly said to Lu Li, "Doctor Lu, let's go up quickly. My father is having an episode again."

After urging Lu Li, he added, "In the past, it was worse during rainy days, but recently the frequency has increased. My father doesn't want to use anesthetics, saying it makes him feel like he's already dead. Sigh!"

Lu Li's eyes showed a hint of seriousness, and he took large strides, quickly overtaking Yan Zhishan.

Rushing to the second floor, he scanned the corridor and quickly turned right, following the smell of medicine to a room. He immediately pushed the door open.

On the bed lay an elderly man with gray hair, biting a towel, his forehead drenched in cold sweat. His hands were tightly gripping the sheets, the veins on his hands standing out, clearly in great pain.

Around him, several doctors in white coats were sweating profusely, but the leader had given orders, leaving them unsure of what to do.

"Old Liqun, you're getting old too—"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lu Li realized he had misspoken and quickly turned to Xiao Yuchuan, calling out, "Acupuncture needles."

Xiao Yuchuan reacted quickly, pulling out the acupuncture kit from his bag and handing it over.

Taking the kit, Lu Li rushed into the room, pushing the doctors aside and approaching Yan Liqun's bed. At the same time, he had already pinched a silver needle between his fingers. Without hesitation, he accurately inserted the needle into Yan Liqun's head, then the temples, and the philtrum.

After inserting four needles, the pain on Yan Liqun's face gradually subsided, and the towel fell from his mouth.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Li with admiration, "I didn't expect such a young man to have such remarkable medical skills. I'm impressed."

Lu Li nodded, sat down next to Yan Liqun, and took his wrist to feel his pulse.

Behind him, Yan Zhishan looked at his father, who now appeared relaxed, with a mix of surprise and gratitude. Heroes do indeed emerge from the young. Thinking of this, he turned to Xiao Yuchuan, his eyes filled with gratitude.

Xiao Yuchuan read the situation and was inwardly delighted, but his expression remained unchanged.

For a moment, no one in the room spoke, afraid of disturbing Lu Li's diagnosis.

Ten minutes later, Lu Li took Yan Liqun's other wrist and said, "Everyone, please leave. I don't want anyone to come in unless I allow it. Otherwise, don't blame me if something goes wrong."

Everyone, including Xiao Yuchuan, looked at Yan Zhishan, who, being a decisive person, immediately said, "Everyone, please leave."

Yan Zhishan led the way out.

This time, Lu Li's pulse diagnosis took longer, and his frown deepened. Finally, he sighed lightly, his expression filled with helplessness.

Seeing Lu Li sigh, Yan Liqun said gently, "Young man, don't be discouraged. I know my condition well. I probably don't have many days left. But it's not so bad; compared to my comrades, I've lived many more years."

Lu Li looked at Yan Liqun, "Your illness isn't very serious, but the key is that you were injured too many times when you were young, which severely damaged your vital energy. It might not have been a problem before, but now that you're in your nineties, your physical condition has drastically declined, and you can no longer suppress it. The best course of action now is to focus on rest and recuperation. Even so, you probably have only about a year left."

Lu Li was quite helpless with this result, but he also knew he wasn't a god, and Yan Liqun was indeed on the brink of collapse. If he didn't intervene, Yan Liqun might not even last the month.

"A year?"

Yan Liqun was taken aback but not particularly sad. Instead, he looked at Lu Li with eager eyes, "Young man, a year is a year. Can you at least stop me from having frequent episodes and help me walk again? I want to visit the places where I fought and pay my respects to my old comrades while I still have time."

Hearing Yan Liqun's request, Lu Li felt a complex mix of emotions. After a moment's thought, he said, "Are you sure you want this? If I help you regain your ability to walk, you will only have about six months left."

"Alright, let's do it." Yan Liqun said without hesitation.

"Sigh, I don't know what to say to you. I didn't expect that after all these years, you're still the fearless Yan Daren, just as you were!" Lu Li looked at Yan Liqun and said suddenly.

Hearing this, Yan Liqun's eyes widened, and he stared at Lu Li, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Who—Who are you?"

Lu Li stood up, patted Yan Liqun's shoulder, and smiled lightly, "Kid, you're still too young. Joining the army and fighting can be deadly, and you might never see your parents again, or even touch a woman."

Yan Liqun was first stunned, then turned pale with shock. He suddenly sat up, looking at Lu Li with horror, "You—are the old leader?!"

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