"Three years? Five years? I'd rather die sooner than have my legs amputated just to survive for a few more years. Besides, Miaoqing has already gone to ask Mr. Ye for help. He... is my last hope."
"Who did they invite?" Ling Yan asked, puzzled. Given Zhou Bingchen's current condition, even a god would probably have to amputate his limbs.
"Grandpa, Mr. Ye is here, quick!" Just then, Zhou Miaoqing rushed over with Ye Xingchen.
"It's you?" Ling Yan's face immediately darkened.
She had met Ye Xingchen when they were in the Canglang Squad. They almost fell out because of disagreements, but Ye Xingchen's medical skills were so amazing that he could bring people back to health, leaving Ling Yan speechless.
Ye Xingchen ignored Ling Yan and walked straight to Zhou Bingchen, his brows furrowed slightly: "The condition has worsened more than I thought."
"Mr. Ye, please, you must save my grandfather. We can discuss the consultation fee," Zhou Miaoqing pleaded.
"Don't worry, there won't be any last-minute price increases," Ye Xingchen said calmly. "I'm a person of principle."
As Ye Xingchen took out the golden needles, he was about to step forward when Ling Yan stopped him: "Ye Xingchen, wait a minute."
"Is there anything else?" Ye Xingchen glanced at her.
"Do you know anything about Old Zhou's situation?" Zhou Miaoqing asked.
“I know. Blood stasis obstructs the meridians, causing imbalances in the body’s Yin and Yang and the five elements. It has stagnated in the legs and is now forming gangrene due to the obstructed meridians. If it is not treated in time, the gangrene will overflow into the chest and become incurable,” Ye Xingchen replied.
“In this situation, amputation is the only option.” Ling Yan said in an unquestionable tone, “I have extensive surgical experience, so I must be the surgeon.”
"This has nothing to do with experience, it's stupidity." Ye Xingchen sneered, "Old Zhou is too old, what are the chances of him getting off the operating table? Let's say you're experienced enough, it's 60%. Moreover, with both legs amputated, the yin and yang energies in his body will be out of balance, which will inevitably damage his vital energy."
"If you don't take good care of them, they'll still pass away within three years. Your experience is that if they have a hand problem, you cut off their hand; if they have a foot problem, you cut off their foot. If they have a brain problem, do you want to cut off their head?"
"You...you're just twisting the facts." Ling Yan stomped her feet in anger.
"You deliberately cripple people when they can be cured? Is this your philosophy?" Ye Xingchen sneered, "If you don't understand, stay away and don't delay my treatment of patients."
“You… Elder Zhou, I was specially assigned by my superiors to take charge of your condition. No one knows your situation better than me. You need surgery immediately.” Ling Yan couldn’t argue with Ye Xingchen, so she had no choice but to turn to Elder Zhou.
Yes, as the expert assigned by her superiors to treat Zhou Bingchen, she had the status of an imperial envoy.
“Miss Ling, thank you, but I would like to ask Mr. Ye to try his hand at it.” Zhou Bingchen forced a smile: “I believe in him, he must have other ways.”
"You've been deceived by him." Ling Yan was getting anxious. She couldn't understand how Ye Xingchen had brainwashed this old man. How could he trust him so much?
"You can't just say things carelessly. You've witnessed my medical skills, Ye Xingchen. I take responsibility for every word I've said," Ye Xingchen said calmly.
"I admit your medical skills are good, but I was ordered by my superiors to come and treat Old Zhou's condition. Can you take responsibility for any problems that may arise?" Ling Yan glared angrily at Ye Xingchen.
“If anything goes wrong, I’m willing to take full responsibility. I can also make you a bet.” Ye Xingchen glanced at Ling Yan: “Give me an hour, and I can get Old Zhou walking slowly with crutches, recovering his strength in half a month, and being no different from a normal person in three months.”
"What if you can't do it?" Ling Yan sneered. She thought Ye Xingchen was just bragging. Zhou Bingchen's current situation was extremely dangerous. He could stand up and walk? He'd be lucky to even survive.
"I'll disappear from your sight from now on and take full responsibility." Ye Xingchen leaned closer to Ling Yan: "What if I do that?"
“If you can do that, I’ll do anything for you,” Ling Yan said sternly.
"You don't need to do much, just one thing for me." Ye Xingchen chuckled, a hint of malice in his eyes.
"You say it," Ling Yan said, tilting her head back.
"I'll have my beautiful woman by my side for one night." Ye Xingchen whispered in Ling Yan's ear.
“You…” Ling Yan’s face flushed instantly, and she gritted her teeth: “Fine.”
"Everyone who is not involved, please leave." Ye Xingchen took out the golden needles and stepped forward.
Zhou Miaoqing glanced around anxiously, then went outside. Almost everyone had left, except for Ling Yan, who was standing there. She wanted to see how Ye Xingchen could help an elderly man who was about to have both legs amputated stand up within an hour.
Ye Xingchen touched Zhou Bingchen, and he fell into a deep sleep. Then he opened the needle bag and took out five needles to protect Zhou Bingchen's heart meridian.
He then focused his mind and gathered his energy, took the needle in his hand, and at the same time, the hidden energy in his dantian condensed into qi, and then began to perform acupuncture.
Ling Yan was stunned when Ye Xingchen made his move, because she felt a wave of heat coming from Ye Xingchen's body, and a layer of white mist could be seen slowly emanating from his body.
"Can you cure it with just acupuncture?" Ling Yan couldn't help but ask.
"This acupuncture is no ordinary acupuncture. It combines hidden internal energy with the changes in the life palace. Each needle not only penetrates into the flesh and blood, but also reaches the life palace directly."
As Ye Xingchen spoke, he performed acupuncture: "Zhou Bingchen's legs have been stagnant with damp miasma for a long time, which has formed gangrene. If the gangrenous qi flows to the heart along the yin and yang qi, even a god cannot save him."
“That’s why we need to amputate.” Ling Yan gritted her teeth; Ye Xingchen’s statement coincided with her diagnosis.
"Do you know where Western medicine is backward?" Ye Xingchen glanced at her and continued walking.
"Treat the head when it hurts, treat the foot when it hurts, but traditional Chinese medicine understands the changes of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, talks about variables, and follows the Five Elements."
“But the theories of traditional Chinese medicine are not recognized by Western medicine,” Ling Yan said stubbornly.
"Traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years, does it need the recognition of Western medicine, which has only existed for a few hundred years?" Ye Xingchen snorted: "They are just toddlers who have just learned to walk."
Ye Xingchen ignored her and continued to drop needles.
Needling the meridians, calming gangrene, and reshaping the meridians in both legs—no more, no less, one hour.
Ye Xingchen removed the needles from Zhou Bingchen's body and then let out a long sigh. The energy he had just used up was too much, especially the process of reshaping the meridians in his legs, which had almost completely depleted his energy.
"Let everyone in," Ye Xingchen said to Zhou Bingchen, who had already regained consciousness. "Old Zhou, you can try to stand up."
"I'll give it a try." Zhou Bingchen said excitedly, his legs having been numb for more than ten years.
He felt a burning heat in his legs and was full of energy, so with the help of Zhou Miaoqing and Bao, he put in a lot of effort and actually stood up.
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