Chapter 79

The next morning, Old Ye first went to purchase a feng shui gourd, then met up with Tang Zhendong and went to the hospital to check on Qian Wenmei’s diagnosis results.

The various examination rooms in the hospital only opened during the day, and of course, the results obtained then were more accurate. However, despite all the advanced tests—blood tests, X-rays, or MRIs—no cause for Qian Wenmei’s illness could be found.

Even the heads of the internal medicine and psychiatry departments personally led the consultation for Qian Wenmei, but unfortunately, they could not detect any abnormalities. Of course, this was mainly because Qian Wenxiang could afford the price.

“What do you mean you can’t find the cause of the illness? Why is my sister in a coma, yet breathing normally? Get an expert, get an expert here!” Qian Wenxiang was furious.

The doctors were meek and did not dare to respond. They were also puzzled by Qian Wenmei’s condition because she did not have any obvious cause for her illness. She had not been hit, nor did she have any hidden ailments. According to those who brought her in, she had probably been frightened.

In medicine, being frightened can indeed cause a coma, and one can only wait for the patient to wake up on their own; outsiders can hardly do anything.

“Mr. Qian, in medical terms, your sister’s condition is called a soul loss syndrome. This kind of illness is not something that can be treated by human means.”

“I don’t care what it’s called; I only care about the results. Is there any special medicine? If so, get it.” Qian Wenxiang roared. It wasn’t that Qian Wenxiang was unreasonable, but Shen Fuhua, upon seeing the situation early in the morning, burst into tears, “Wenmei is a pitiful child. She just graduated and hasn’t even gotten married, and now she has this illness and is in a coma. Wenxiang, you must save your sister!”

Qian Wenxiang patted his mother’s shoulder and said, “Mom, don’t worry. I will definitely save Wenmei.”

Qian Wenxiang thought about the promise he had made to his mother and remembered his unfortunate sister. Hearing that the doctors had no solution, he became even more agitated.

After roaring in the head doctor’s office, as soon as he stepped out, he saw Master Ye and Tang Zhendong standing outside. “Master Ye, you’re here?”

“How is your sister’s condition?”

“The doctor said it’s not optimistic. They call it soul loss syndrome, and there’s no good treatment in medicine.” Qian Wenxiang sighed.

“Mr. Qian, don’t worry. My master taught me a technique called the Soul Recovery Array, but—”

Qian Wenxiang was suddenly startled when Master Ye said he could help recover the soul. Although Qian Wenxiang was well-educated and had seen many things, his understanding of the spirit and soul was less than that of a primary school student. Each field has its expertise, and Qian Wenxiang specialized in advanced technology, while this kind of metaphysical natural science was beyond his understanding. Hearing that Master Ye had a solution, he quickly grasped Master Ye’s hand.

“But what? Master Ye, you must save Wenmei.”

“Mr. Qian, it’s not that I won’t help, but I’m afraid my powers are not strong enough to complete the entire soul recovery process. However, I can try my best. It would be best if Mr. Qian could find another method, such as physical therapy in medicine, which would be the best.”

Hearing Master Ye’s words, Qian Wenxiang’s agitated heart calmed down. “Alright, I’ll have my mentor contact the experts at Stanford to see if there’s a good treatment in the U.S. for this condition.”

“Alright, Mr. Qian. I’ll call you later. I need to prepare for the array first.”

“Alright, thank you, Master Ye.”

Qian Wenxiang saw Master Ye and Tang Zhendong out of the hospital building. “Mr. Qian, please stay.”

“Master Ye, Master Tang, take care.”

Old Ye and Tang Zhendong turned around and were about to leave. “Wait, Master Ye, please wait a moment.”

“Oh, Mr. Qian, is there anything else?”

“When will you come to my house to eliminate the Three Yin Site?” Qian Wenxiang was already fed up with the Three Yin Site in his house. Moreover, all the recent troubles in his family were due to this site, which caused him great pain. However, he had forgotten to ask about the Three Yin Site because he was overly concerned about his sister Wenmei’s condition.

“Mr. Qian, don’t worry. I’ve already considered the Three Yin Site. My idea is to first treat your sister’s illness because I believe that 90% of the cause of her illness is related to the Three Yin Site. If her condition is not effectively treated, I’m afraid that after I eliminate the Three Yin Site, your sister might lose some treatment opportunities, or her condition might worsen or lose its foundation. Do you understand, Mr. Qian?”

Qian Wenxiang, being very intelligent, immediately realized that this was similar to his field of precision science, where a change in the experimental conditions would certainly lead to different experimental results.

“Alright, Master Ye, you decide. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Alright, Mr. Qian, goodbye.”

“Master, please stay.” Qian Wenxiang took out a card and handed it to Master Ye. “Master, here’s a card with 200,000 yuan. If you need any items, feel free to use it. However, if there’s no doctor in the U.S. who can treat my sister, I’ll still need to trouble you.”

“Saving lives is not just the responsibility of doctors but also of those in our profession. Mr. Qian, please rest assured.”

Master Ye declined, but Tang Zhendong smoothly took the 200,000 yuan card. “Thank you, Mr. Qian.” Although Tang Zhendong was a capable person, it was best to show gratitude when receiving money, as it was polite.

However, Master Ye looked as if he regarded money as dirt and never even glanced at the 200,000 yuan card.

……

“Tang, do you really have the confidence to treat Qian Wenmei? I just made a big promise.”

“I don’t have 100% confidence, but if Qian Wenmei really has soul loss syndrome, I should be able to try.”

“Oh, Tang, this is a matter of life and death. You must not be careless.”

“Old Ye, from what you said, you want to do it yourself? I don’t have 100% confidence, so why don’t you do it?”

Old Ye quickly waved his hands. “No, no, no, you do it. I suddenly have 100% confidence in you.”

Tang Zhendong laughed heartily.

“Let’s go and get some items for the soul recovery.”

“What items?”

“Five Emperors’ Coins.”

Tang Zhendong stepped out of the hospital and hailed a taxi.

“Oh? Where to?”

“To the antique market.”

The taxi took off, leaving a trail of dust behind.

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