Chapter 9

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Indeed, Old Mr. Huang was already in the late stages of lung cancer. Zhang Qingyuan had just mentioned that if nothing was done, Old Mr. Huang might not even survive the night. However, Zhang Qingyuan said he could treat him, making Cheng Feng feel as if his over eighty years of life had been in vain.

"Restoring him to a normal person's level is somewhat unlikely."

Zhang Qingyuan said calmly. As soon as these words were spoken, the improved mood of Huang Zhiguo and his sister plummeted like a roller coaster, as if they had been doused with a bucket of cold water. But Zhang Qingyuan's next words instantly lifted their spirits.

"After I treat him, as long as there are no unexpected incidents, Old Mr. Huang can live for at least another ten years. However... his mobility might not be as agile as before."

Zhang Qingyuan was being conservative. He felt somewhat embarrassed because he thought he had let down his heaven-defying balanced five-element spirit root by not fully restoring Old Mr. Huang. However, Zhang Qingyuan overlooked the fact that they were ordinary people who could not appreciate the vast difference between living for another ten years and not surviving the night.

"That's wonderful..." Huang Zhiqin said excitedly, then added awkwardly, "Mr. Zhang, when would it be convenient for you to treat my father? If it's too late..."

Now, Huang Zhiqin couldn't help but be cautious. Her father's illness had already been hopeless, but unexpectedly, good news came from the heavens. Not only could Zhang Qingyuan treat him, but he could also extend her father's life by another ten years. However, thinking about her previous rash words, she wondered if Zhang Qingyuan would harbor any resentment and not treat her father properly.

Moreover, Zhang Qingyuan's mysterious abilities made her heart race and feel extremely nervous whenever she thought about it.

Of course, they underestimated Zhang Qingyuan. If he were petty and not magnanimous, he wouldn't have been able to achieve the foundation stage in just thirteen years. As long as others didn't target him with malice, Zhang Qingyuan was willing to communicate with them on equal terms.

"No problem, I'll help Old Mr. Huang relax first. I'll treat him after I finish that matter." Zhang Qingyuan said, then turned to Cheng Feng and said, "Brother, can I borrow your silver needles?" As he spoke, he began to take off Old Mr. Huang's upper clothing.

"Sure." The old Taoist Cheng Feng handed over a set of silver needles to Zhang Qingyuan.

Zhang Qingyuan took them without even looking, and his needlework was swift. One by one, the silver needles were drawn from the needle box and accurately inserted into Old Mr. Huang's lung points, bladder points, qi sea, kidney points, zusanli, taiyuan, and taixi, with precise manipulation.

Of course, if it were just this, it wouldn't be much different from what Cheng Feng and the others could do. However, Zhang Qingyuan had a balanced five-element body, with all five spirit roots of the highest quality. Therefore, he could absorb and release any type of elemental energy.

After inserting the silver needles into the corresponding meridians and acupoints, Zhang Qingyuan gently twisted each one, subtly infusing a small amount of wood elemental energy with each twist.

The lungs belong to the metal element, and the lungs' decline could be treated by infusing metal elemental energy. However, Old Mr. Huang had suffered from lung cancer for a long time, and the snakeberry grass had exacerbated the lung damage, making the condition very severe. If he directly infused metal elemental energy, it might be too intense and counterproductive. Wood elemental energy, on the other hand, is gentle and full of life, making it the best choice for gradual nourishment.

Each time Zhang Qingyuan infused a small amount of wood elemental energy, Old Mr. Huang's lungs regained a bit of vitality, and his lung function began to improve. The blood circulation throughout his body also became smoother. Moreover, Zhang Qingyuan didn't just infuse the wood elemental energy into the lungs. According to traditional Chinese medicine, treatment is holistic, not just treating the affected area. Therefore, he also infused a small amount of wood elemental energy into other organs. As the wood elemental energy nourished, the blood circulation in Old Mr. Huang's organs and limbs began to flow smoothly, and his heart became stronger and more robust. This was evident from his complexion.

Huang Zhiguo, Huang Zhiqin, and the others were fully focused on Zhang Qingyuan's treatment, hardly daring to breathe. Seeing Old Mr. Huang, who had been pale and breathing weakly, now with a rosy complexion and more regular breathing, they all looked at Zhang Qingyuan with a mix of shock and disbelief.

This was not the most astonishing part. As Zhang Qingyuan continued his treatment, the age spots on Old Mr. Huang's withered and emaciated face gradually faded and eventually disappeared completely.

It was truly miraculous!

None of the people in the room were inexperienced. Even Huang Zhiguo and Huang Zhiqin, who were billionaires, or the medical experts like the old Taoist Cheng Feng and Jiang Han Gong, had never seen such immediate and effective results, let alone heard of them.

Jiang Han Gong had cured countless patients over the years and was often called a national medical expert. Despite his humility and eagerness to learn, he had a certain pride. He believed that there were only a few people in traditional Chinese medicine who he truly admired. Now, seeing Zhang Qingyuan's skills, he felt somewhat ashamed and realized his previous narrow-mindedness.

The old Taoist Cheng Feng opened his mouth but then sighed deeply. His pride was even greater than Jiang Han Gong's. Seeing Zhang Qingyuan's divine acupuncture skills, he finally remembered the saying, "There are always people better than you."

"But it's a good thing. This guy has been so secretive. If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have known that he not only has high cultivation but also such high medical skills. We'll have to have a good exchange in the future."

Thinking about his plans, the old Taoist Cheng Feng felt much better, and his old eyes darted around Zhang Qingyuan, making Zhang Qingyuan feel a chill.

Such miraculous medical skills, if not seen with their own eyes, and if the person on the bed were not their father, Huang Zhiguo and Huang Zhiqin would have suspected it was a carefully orchestrated scam by Zhang Qingyuan.

In fact, before coming to the old Taoist Cheng Feng, Huang Zhiguo had already taken Old Mr. Huang to major hospitals across the country. If it weren't for the concern that Old Mr. Huang's condition couldn't withstand the travel, he would have taken him to the United States. However, after visiting so many hospitals, there was no improvement, not even a delay in the progression of the disease. They could only watch helplessly as their father aged day by day.

And now, they were witnessing a miracle right before their eyes!

Huang Zhiguo and Huang Zhiqin held hands tightly, showing their inner excitement. If it weren't for the fear of disturbing Zhang Qingyuan's treatment, they would have burst into laughter.

Rome wasn't built in a day. Seeing that Old Mr. Huang's condition had improved significantly, Zhang Qingyuan smiled faintly and swept his hand through the air, and the silver needles were all collected in his hand.

"I have already helped Old Mr. Huang relax his internal meridians and strengthen his organs. His metabolism is no longer a problem," Zhang Qingyuan said with a smile, then added, "From now on, a daily acupuncture session, and I'll prescribe a new formula to be taken twice a day. That should be fine."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, thank you for your kindness. I... I don't know what to say..." Huang Zhiguo and Huang Zhiqin were almost incoherent. Suddenly, Huang Zhiguo said, "Mr. Zhang, if you have any requests in the future, just let us know. No matter how difficult, the Huang family will not hesitate to help!"

"Hmm, these two are quite filial." Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but look at Huang Zhiguo and his sister with more respect.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang! If you need anything in the future, I, Wang Daozi, will do everything in my power to help!" At this moment, Wang Daozi, who had been silent the entire time, spoke solemnly.

Zhang Qingyuan smiled and waved his hand, but he did look at Wang Daozi with more interest, wondering why he had such a strange name.

However, Huang Zhiguo and Huang Zhiqin were not surprised, as they knew that Wang Daozi had been involved in a gang in his early years. He had been saved by their father and, after tiring of the gang life, came to the Huang family. He then selected six young boys from across the country to be his last disciples to repay Old Mr. Huang for saving his life.

For someone who owed a great debt, saving the life of his savior was like saving his own life, which was why Wang Daozi said this.

At this moment, Old Mr. Huang slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and a flash of vitality appeared in his eyes. Then, he slowly sat up.

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