Zhang Jianguo smiled and pointed, slightly raising his chin, "The old general is in that group of people. Do you see the one with the short white beard?"
That's it.
Xie Yan followed Zhang Jianguo's gaze and looked over. Just then, the old man over there seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up.
The moment their eyes met, Xie Yan seemed to see a great general in armor, commanding thousands of troops with imposing presence. The old man's eyes revealed a kind of unwavering determination and majesty from years of battlefield experience.
After seeing Xie Yan, the old man's sharp eyes gradually faded, replaced by a kind and amiable smile.
He stretched out his hand, interrupting the argument, "Alright, my doctor's here, let's call it a day, we'll fight again next time."
Upon hearing this, the elderly people over there all looked towards Xie Yan.
Xie Yan had just gotten out of the car when he was immediately surrounded by so many people's attention, which made him nervous and uncomfortable.
It was the old general who noticed his unease, and came out with a smile to help Xie Yan out of the predicament.
The group arrived at the old general's house together, and Xie Yan hurriedly stepped forward to carefully take the old man's pulse.
As Xie Yan placed his fingers on the old man's pulse and sensed the depletion in his body, his heart felt heavy, and he frowned involuntarily.
In fact, if these injuries had been properly treated in the early stages, the elderly person's health would not have deteriorated to this extent.
But he knew in his heart that in that era of war, supplies were extremely scarce on the battlefield, and medicine was even more precious. Soldiers often continued to fight with injuries, so how could they possibly have the conditions to receive good treatment?
Now that conditions are better and treatment is available, the elderly person's body is already severely depleted, and no amount of medicine will help.
At this moment, the old man's body was like a broken funnel, his life force slowly and quietly slipping away. Xie Yan sighed, no wonder he went to so much trouble to invite him over.
Thinking about this, he felt very remorseful and wished he could give his former self, who had refused to go on the business trip, a good beating.
It's just motion sickness, just take some medicine and it'll be fine!
If I had come sooner, the old man would have suffered much less.
The old general was unaware of Xie Yan's complicated emotional journey. Seeing his worried face, he assumed that Xie Yan was like the other doctors, troubled because he couldn't cure his illness.
So, he smiled and comforted me, "Young man, don't always look so gloomy. I know my own body well, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"I'm already very content to be able to argue and joke around with these old buddies."
"I have no regrets in this life..."
Before the old general could finish speaking, Xie Yan hurriedly interrupted, "Who said I can't cure it!"
"You haven't heard of my reputation. I'm a renowned doctor in Beijing. Your injuries are no problem for me at all!"
The old general was taken aback by Xie Yan's confident words, thinking he was encouraging him, and laughed.
It's a good thing for young people to be confident.
The bodyguard beside him knew Xie Yan's strength even better. Seeing this, he excitedly grabbed Xie Yan's shoulder, his voice trembling slightly with excitement and nervousness: "Dr. Xie, you, you're telling the truth!!!" The hand holding Xie Yan trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Xie Yan nodded vigorously and said with a smile, "You invited me here to treat the old general, didn't you? Don't you know my medical skills are superb!" Xie Yan deliberately used this slightly teasing tone to break the slightly heavy and sad atmosphere at the moment.
The guard then seemed to realize what had happened and quickly released Xie Yan, smiling apologetically as he said, "Yes, yes, it was my rudeness, Dr. Xie, please don't mind."
After all, they had consulted many so-called "miracle doctors" before, but none of them dared to say with such certainty that they could cure the old general's illness.
Xie Yan looked at the guard's still slightly trembling hand and felt a pang of sadness. He waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I wouldn't mind."
The old general also came to his senses and laughed heartily, "Good, good, good! Young people are full of energy and confidence!"
Xie Yan smiled and looked at the old general, asking playfully, "Aren't you afraid I'm just bragging?"
The old general waved his hand again, laughing even more heartily, "So what if I'm bragging? As long as the illness is cured in the end, that's all that matters!"
Looking at the open-minded and optimistic old man, Xie Yan couldn't help but feel a little teary-eyed.
He stood up, gently took the old man's arm, and walked into the house, saying eagerly, "Since you trust me so much, I'll show you what I can do right now!"
The old general was slightly taken aback, then laughed and said, "Oh, what an impatient young man!"
But she still stood up with Xie Yan's help, and said as she walked, "Alright, alright, then I'll take a good look at your skills. This is my room."
Xie Yan followed the old general into the house, while the guards, still seemingly in shock, followed closely behind with unsteady steps.
Zhang Jianguo only realized what was happening at this moment. He clenched his hands tightly and jumped silently on the spot, his eyes blazing with hope.
Upon entering the room, Xie Yan gently said to the old man, "General, please take off your shirt." Then, he carefully took out his specially made disinfectant and washed his hands thoroughly, his expression focused and serious.
Once everything was ready, we began acupuncture on the elderly man.
His primary task at this moment was to relieve the old man's pain and prevent his body from suffering such intense pain.
As Xie Yan precisely inserted the silver needles into the acupoints, the old general's brows, which had been slightly furrowed due to pain, gradually relaxed, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Soon, a soft and even snoring sound could be heard.
The guard watched this scene in shock, and at that moment, he completely believed what Xie Yan had just said.
In those eyes, besides shock, there was even more admiration and expectation.
Xie Yan knew that the guard hadn't really trusted him before, but after administering the acupuncture, he gave the guard a slightly smug look, as if to say, "Now you believe me, right?"
Immediately afterward, Xie Yan quickly took out a pen and paper, wrote down a prescription, handed it to the guard, and said earnestly, "Please get the medicinal herbs according to this prescription as quickly as possible. I want to brew the medicine while the old man is asleep so he can drink it when he wakes up."
The guard reached out his calloused hands and carefully took the papers from Xie Yan's hand. He was so excited that he turned around and left, his hands and feet moving incoherently.
It must be said that the security guard was extremely efficient.
Just as Xie Yan removed the needle, the guards, along with several other people, hurriedly walked in carrying one or two large wooden boxes.
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