"Since you say you know what illness Old Master Ye has, then tell me what illness Old Master Ye actually has."
Bai Jingbo pushed up his slipping gold-rimmed glasses and looked at He Dazhu with disdain.
He Dazhu calmly said, "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning and palpation. But for Mr. Ye's illness, I can know the root cause of his illness just by looking at him."
Bai Jingbo wanted to laugh when he heard He Dazhu's words, but he held back. After all, he had studied in the United States and should maintain his composure.
"Then hurry up and tell me, stop spouting your shamanistic theories."
When He Dazhu entered Old Master Ye's room, he had already used his Xuan Tian Divine Eye to see the cause of Old Master Ye's illness.
He Dazhu said calmly, "Old Master Ye's illness was caused by being poisoned with purple threadworms."
"Poisoning?"
Ye Caijie looked at He Dazhu with disbelief.
The Ye family is surrounded by bodyguards from the fifth-ranked bodyguard company in China, making it impossible to poison Old Master Ye.
"Miss Ye is shocked, isn't she?"
“You should be shocked, because this guy named He Dazhu is talking complete nonsense,” Bai Jingbo said with a half-smile.
Although Bai Jingbo held back his laughter, Ye Hua, who was standing next to him, burst out laughing.
"He Dazhu, what do you take the Ye family for?"
Is that your doghouse?
"The Ye family is not a place you can just come to whenever you want."
"In the Ye family, Old Master Ye would never allow anyone to poison him."
Ye Hua said sarcastically.
“Caijie, look what kind of scum you’ve invited. He’s a complete fraud,” Ye Anling said from the side.
"It seems that the old man's illness still needs the help of Jingbo, who returned from studying in the United States."
"Jingbo, tell me, what exactly is wrong with our old man?"
Bai Jingbo tugged at his sleeve, gave He Dazhu a little push, walked to the old man's bedside, turned to face everyone and said confidently, "The old man clearly has muscular atrophy."
"If you can't even tell this, and you still say it's some kind of purple threadworm poisoning, you're just a quack."
"Or perhaps this He Dazhu in front of us isn't even a doctor."
Ye Hua and her son immediately chimed in, "We've already consulted every doctor that Longguo can hire, and all the doctors who came said it's severe muscle atrophy."
“Now Jingbo also says it’s muscular atrophy, so it is muscular atrophy. You’re still spreading rumors here.”
"Just as Jingbo said, traditional Chinese medicine is useless."
Bai Jingbo looked smug as he saw that he had completely gained the upper hand.
He said to Ye Anling, "Aunt Ye, don't worry. The reason why Grandpa Ye's illness cannot be cured in China is because China's technology is not advanced enough."
“I specialize in medical equipment and human skeletal structure in the United States. Ye Hua has come to the right person this time.”
"It just so happens that I have another purpose for returning to China this time: to promote our latest research to China, namely an instrument that can activate human cells, especially orthopedic cells."
"If you are willing to let the master try, you can go to the Longdu Affiliated Hospital, which our company has established at Longdu University in Longguo, at any time."
"The symptoms of muscular atrophy are very obvious, but to completely cure it is no less difficult than walking on a needle. This is a major challenge that my supervisor and I have been working on."
"After years of research, we have finally developed the R-cell Activator, an instrument that can activate human cells."
He Dazhu and Ye Caijie were both shocked when they heard this.
Bai Jingbo's treatment plan doesn't treat muscle atrophy at all; it's a direct cell modification project.
Ye Caijie shouted, "I strongly oppose sending Grandpa to Bai Jingbo for treatment."
He Dazhu said, "Bai Jingbo, you mock traditional Chinese medicine as shamanistic practices. Don't you think that Western medicine is just a ruthless executioner, arbitrarily disassembling and reassembling people?"
Ye Anling glared at Ye Caijie and shouted, "Objection overruled!!!"
"Ye Caijie, don't think that just because you've won the old man's favor, you can do whatever you want in this family."
"In the end, aren't you just a bastard child of the Ye family?"
As she spoke, Ye Anling glanced at Song Qingwen standing to the side.
Song Qingwen was so frightened that he turned his head to the side, not daring to look at Ye Anling at all.
Song Qingwen said, "Caijie, just listen to your mother."
"The old man's illness can't be delayed any longer. If he passes away, the Ye family's world will collapse."
Snap—
Suddenly, Ye Anling slapped Song Qingwen across the face.
He Dazhu and Bai Jingbo were both shocked.
The other members of the Ye family were already used to it.
"Song Qingwen, how dare you speak like that? My dad won't die. Shut your stinking mouth."
Ye Anling shouted.
"That's settled then. Tomorrow, we'll head to the affiliated hospital of Longdu University to treat the old man's muscular atrophy."
"The old man is currently in a coma, so my word is law."
After Ye Anling finished speaking, a silence immediately fell over her.
Everyone silently acknowledged Ye Anling's words.
Bai Jingbo said to He Dazhu, "See? In the end, we still have to rely on Western medicine."
Bai Jingbo's face was full of smugness.
He Dazhu clenched his fists and glared at Bai Jingbo.
Since the Ye family doesn't trust him, he can't force the old man to treat him now. Everyone left the old man's room after saying that.
He Dazhu was originally going to leave, but Ye Caijie kept him there.
Ye Caijie didn't trust Bai Jingbo at all; she thought this treatment was simply playing with her grandfather's life.
However, He Dazhu's claim that his grandfather was poisoned, specifically by purple threadworms, is hard to believe.
Ye Caijie was plunged into deep confusion.
Ye Caijie's room.
"He Dazhu, do you really think Grandpa has been poisoned by purple threadworms?" Ye Caijie asked.
He Dazhu said with certainty, "The old man was indeed poisoned by the eye-thread insect. This kind of poison is specifically used to deal with martial arts practitioners."
Upon hearing this, Ye Caijie was suddenly startled.
She vaguely remembered that before her grandfather founded Huichuntang, he served in some department in the Dragon Kingdom. She had heard that everyone in that department was a peerless master.
Ye Long is at the fifth level of the Twelve-Level Dragon Fist and is a master in the Dragon Kingdom.
"My grandfather did practice martial arts a long time ago, Dazhu, how did you know that?"
He Dazhu couldn't very well tell her that he had used his Xuan Tian Divine Eye to see the purple threadworms crawling in Ye Long's meridians, could he?
He Dazhu told a lie, saying, "I did some research on this when I was in college."
Ye Caijie did not press the matter further.
Just then.
call out--
Suddenly, a silver needle pierced through the window and shot straight at He Dazhu...
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