taught a lesson

Qin Mo followed Zhuang Xue'e upstairs, but Zhuang Xue'e was worried about Old Master Zhuang and didn't pay attention to him.

The bodyguards, seeing that they were together, did not stop them and allowed them to enter the ward together.

"grandfather!"

Zhuang Xue'e rushed into the ward, tears instantly streaming down her face.

Old Master Zhuang, who had clearly woken up last night, was now lying motionless on the bed, his face ashen.

Several doctors in white coats stood to the side, and Director Liu, who had been in charge of seeing patients yesterday, kept wiping away sweat.

This is a very important person; if he dies in their hospital, he's completely finished.

"Director Liu, my grandfather woke up yesterday, and you said he was fine. What happened now?"

Faced with Zhuang Xue'e's questioning, Director Liu almost collapsed to his knees.

He quickly explained, "Yesterday, he was perfectly fine, but just now, Old Zhuang ate something, and then..."

"I don't want to hear it!" Zhuang Xue'e waved her hand arrogantly. "I'm only asking you, why haven't you given my grandfather any first aid yet?"

Director Liu, sweating profusely, said, "Miss Zhuang, it's not that we don't want to help. Old Mr. Zhuang's condition is special; ordinary treatment methods probably won't work. That's why we specially invited Dr. Lin; he'll be here soon!"

Upon hearing "Master Lin," Zhuang Xue'e paused for a moment, then a hint of joy appeared on her face: "You mean, Master Lin Zhiyuan, the branch master of Yuanshan Hall in Xichuan?"

"I've heard of him; he's one of the top doctors in Xichuan!"

"That's wonderful! If it's Dr. Lin, my grandfather will be saved!"

As they were talking, a middle-aged man in his fifties entered the room under the protection of several bodyguards, brushing past Qin Mo.

He was originally planning to intervene when he saw that Old Master Zhuang's condition was not good.

But when he heard that people from Yuanshan Hall had been invited again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good, so he won't be seen as a swindler again if he makes another move.

Lin Zhiyuan, in his fifties, had a serious expression. He entered the room without greeting anyone and went straight to Elder Zhuang.

Upon seeing him arrive, both Zhuang Xue'e and Director Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Lin, please take a look at my grandfather!"

Without bothering with pleasantries, Zhuang Xue'e hurriedly inquired.

After taking Zhuang Xue'e's pulse for a while, Lin Zhiyuan made a conclusion that shocked her: "Old Master Zhuang has been poisoned."

"What? Poisoning!"

Zhuang Xue'e stared wide-eyed, her pretty face filled with disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

Lin Zhiyuan was very certain: "It was poisoning, and the poisoning happened just yesterday."

As he spoke, he praised Director Liu, saying, "You were the one who treated me yesterday, weren't you? You did a great job, controlling the spread of the toxins in time and even expelling some of them."

"Otherwise, the old man would have had a hard time surviving until today."

Upon hearing this, Director Liu's chubby face flushed slightly, and he gave an awkward laugh without daring to reply.

Who knows what toxin is spreading?

When the person was taken to the hospital yesterday, their condition had stabilized, and he immediately prescribed treatment for heatstroke and high blood pressure.

Who knew it would relapse today!

Only Zhuang Xue'e stood there, somewhat dazed, muttering, "So what he said was true..."

However, no one was dwelling on this at the moment. Lin Zhiyuan instructed his assistant to bring up the equipment, preparing to perform acupuncture to remove the toxins from the old man.

But before he could even administer his first injection, a voice suddenly rang out: "If you're going to treat him like this, you might as well just kill him."

Qin Mo's words made everyone turn around.

"Who are you? Are you questioning my medical skills?" Lin Zhiyuan asked, his expression displeased and his tone impolite.

Zhuang Xue'e's eyes widened: "Why did you come up here?"

Qin Mo ignored her and stared at Lin Zhiyuan: "You're planning to use the Nine Dragons Asking the Heavens Needle Technique, right?"

"This acupuncture technique is quite good; it can forcefully give this old man a breath of fresh air."

"But didn't you notice when you took his pulse just now? This old man is frail and has a history of cerebral infarction."

"Nine Dragons Asking the Heavens is too domineering and could cause his stroke to recur, which would only make things more complicated."

Upon hearing this, before Zhuang Xue'e and the others could even speak, Director Liu's face was already filled with anger.

"Where did you come from, you scoundrel, daring to question Master Lin's medical skills?"

"You've delayed Master Lin's treatment, can you take responsibility for that?!"

"Where are the security guards? Get this kid out of here right now!"

At first, he thought Qin Mo was brought by Zhuang Xue'e.

Judging from Miss Zhuang's reaction, she doesn't seem to know this guy well.

Lin Zhiyuan was someone he had invited, so he would be held responsible if anything went wrong.

So he was more anxious than anyone else.

Seeing this, Zhuang Xue'e did not stop her.

Although Lin Zhiyuan just proved that Qin Mo was indeed right yesterday.

But what if it's just good luck?

Besides, with Master Lin here, she didn't believe this kid could be more skilled than Master Lin.

"Hey, you can go out now. I know what you want."

"Don't worry, since Master Lin has testified for you, you won't be shortchanged on your money."

"Don't delay your treatment."

But then, Lin Zhiyuan's eyes widened, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Wait!"

The crowd, puzzled, looked at him.

"Young man, how did you know I was about to use Nine Dragons Asking the Heavens?"

"Wait, how do you know about Nine Dragons Asking the Heavens? That's a secret technique that my Far Mountain Hall never reveals to outsiders!"

Secret technique?

What was a secret technique to Lin Zhiyuan was, for Qin Mo, his second master had taught him all the acupuncture techniques over the past five years until he knew them by heart.

Qin Mo ignored his question: "How I know is not important. What's important is that if you don't save him, he'll die."

Qin Mo pointed at Old Master Zhuang.

"Yes, yes, saving lives is the priority!"

Lin Zhiyuan had some doubts, but he couldn't worry about it for the time being.

However, this time, he checked the pulse again before inserting the needle.

After taking his pulse, he was covered in cold sweat.

"It's actually true..."

Mr. Zhuang suffered a stroke, and the poisoning caused complications, leaving him very weak.

If we use the Nine Dragons Asking the Heavens method, the old man might die before the poison can be neutralized.

If Qin Mo hadn't reminded him, he would have already killed someone!

"Master Lin, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Lin Zhiyuan hadn't made a move, Zhuang Xue'e urged anxiously, "Didn't you say you were going to save my grandfather? Why aren't you doing it?"

Lin Zhiyuan wiped away a bead of cold sweat: "To be honest, Miss Zhuang, it's fortunate that this young man reminded me just now, otherwise I would have made a terrible mistake by now!"

He looked at Qin Mo again, his face now filled with awe: "Young brother, if you don't mind, could you perhaps offer me some further guidance? Given this old man's current condition, could it be treated with... the Spring Rain Needle?"

Seeing Lin Zhiyuan's attitude, Zhuang Xue'e's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

The Master Lin... is actually asking Qin Mo for his opinion!

Director Liu looked displeased: "Master Lin, what are you doing? This kid is so young, how could he possibly understand traditional Chinese medicine? You've probably been fooled by what he just said..."

"Shut up!" Lin Zhiyuan snapped, silencing Director Liu. "So what if he's young? I'd barely started, and he already knew which acupuncture technique I was going to use. Could you do that?"

Director Liu reluctantly shut his mouth.

After all, in the medical community of Xichuan, his status was far inferior to that of Lin Zhiyuan.

Qin Mo nodded calmly, "Not bad, worthy of the title of master healer."

The implication is that Lin Zhiyuan's treatment method was affirmed.

With his approval, Lin Zhiyuan calmed himself and immediately began acupuncture.

This time, the room was completely silent.

Zhuang Xue'e secretly went to see Qin Mo several times.

Could I have misunderstood? Is this kid actually a medical expert?

Someone of Lin Zhiyuan's status wouldn't risk their reputation to act as a shill for him.

During the one-hour acupuncture treatment, Lin Zhiyuan remained focused.

When he occasionally encountered difficulties, Qin Mo only needed a few words to figure out the next step.

By the time the acupuncture was finished, Lin Zhiyuan was beaming: "I've studied medicine for thirty years, and today is the best lesson I've ever had. I never knew the Spring Rain Acupuncture Technique could have such wonderful uses..."

As he finished speaking, the old man on the bed slowly opened his eyes...