"Yes, bring the bowl over here, I'll feed my wife, you go out."

Yan Qingshan reacted and instructed the nanny.

The little nanny who was feeding Yan's mother,

He handed the bowl to Yan Qingshan, walked out quietly and closed the door.

Lin Han stepped forward and took a look.

It is a bowl of shrimp porridge, green vegetables, red and yellow carrots, and white shrimps.

It looks delicious.

Yan Qingshan scooped a small spoonful, blew it, and put it to his wife's mouth.

The strict mother opened her mouth with difficulty. Although it was very uncomfortable, she still put the liquid into her mouth.

Then he swallowed it hard.

Yan Qingshan's expression looked better and he scooped a second spoonful.

Who would have thought that as soon as the spoon was brought to his wife's lips, she would scream.

He lay aside and started to vomit.

After vomiting, she coughed so violently that she covered her chest uncomfortably, and it took her a long time to calm down.

"I'm sorry, husband. I really can't eat." Yan's mother said weakly.

Yan Qingshan couldn't bear it, so he put the bowl aside, lowered his head and said nothing.

Boom boom boom.

There was a knock on the door.

A blond foreign man walked in.

Judging from his age, he is only in his forties.

She is well maintained and has a clean face.

Maybe because they have been here for a long time, foreigners speak authentic Chinese.

"Madam, you still can't eat?"

Yan Shi nodded: "Jack, if you can't eat anymore, should you consider giving me a nutrient solution? Otherwise, my mother won't be able to handle it."

Jack walked to the bed and opened the medical records on the bedside table and took a look:

"Actually, I don't really agree with intravenous drips, but my wife hasn't been able to eat and has no way to supplement her nutrition. Surgery might be dangerous..."

"I've tried all the medications and am now taking chemotherapy... Why can't I eat?"

It can be seen that Jack is also very concerned about Yan's mother's condition.

Finally, he looked at his haggard mother and said, "If it doesn't work, give her an IV!"

After saying that, Jack prepared to go to the next room to get the infusion equipment.

Lin Han called him:

"Jack, maybe I can give it a try."

Jack looked at Lin Han in confusion.

Because there are many people visiting the old lady every day, Jack didn't care when he saw Lin Han and Zhuang Yao just now.

I just felt that this man and woman were too good-looking.

But now, this handsome young man said he wanted to try?

"Try...what?"

Yan Shi quickly introduced Jack:

"Lin Han, my sworn brother... Jack, it's not that we don't trust you. My son's illness some time ago was cured by Lin Han."

“Oh?” Hearing this, Jack opened his eyes wide with curiosity and stretched out his hand: “So you are Lin Han. I heard from Yan Shi that your medical skills are really... elusive!”

His misusing of idioms made everyone laugh.

Although this smile was short, it was still rare.

"Lin Han, you said give it a try, what method are you going to use?"

Lin Han took out his set of Hua Tuo golden needles from his handbag.

When Hua Tuo's golden needles were first introduced, they were packaged in cloth.

After using it a few times, Lin Han felt that it was not very convenient.

I specially got a set of leather materials specially supplied by the Qing Palace and made a set of leather bags.

The glowing brown leather bag was opened, revealing two rows of about twenty centimeters of golden needles, sparkling in the natural light.

Next to the golden needle are the two black jade plates.

The jade plate overlaps up and down, forming a seamless whole, shaped like a black stone with smooth and winding edges.

Even Yan Qingshan and Yan's mother, who knew nothing about antiques, felt that these two treasures were extraordinary.

Jack is even more peculiar.

His eyes lit up, he moved closer to Lin Han, bent down, and watched for a long time.

“Are the needles used for acupuncture?”

Lin Han nodded.

"What about this thing? What is it for?"

Lin Han thought for a moment and said, "Probably, it's equivalent to a background board."

"What? Background board?" Jack was shocked and asked Lin Han with wide eyes.

Lin Han nodded.

"You want to cure your wife with acupuncture?"

Lin Han nodded again.

Jack thought for a moment and said seriously:

"Chinese medicine is so mysterious. I have heard a lot about scraping, acupuncture, and treating diseases in the United States... But my wife's disease is cancer."

"Can your golden needles attack cancer cells?"

hiss……

This is where Chinese and Western medicine conflict.

The targeted treatment emphasized by Western medicine is like carpentry.

If there is any damage to this piece of furniture, western medicine will replace it. If it is really impossible to replace it,

Then cut off the place where the insects are growing, or kill the insects with poison.

But Chinese medicine is different.

This piece of furniture is infested with insects. According to traditional Chinese medicine, it may be because the furniture is too damp.

Or the conduction between the wood is not very good.

As long as you improve the moisture and allow the wood to be evenly exposed to light, the bugs will disappear naturally.

Lin Han's Hua Tuo Golden Needle technique uses golden needles to acupuncture various acupuncture points.

Let the Qi and blood flow smoothly along the lines of the Xuantong Body Forging Technique.

In this way, cancer cells are defeated.

Western medicine, on the other hand, uses drugs or instruments to directly attack cancer cells.

Lin Han couldn't explain his treatment principle to Jack, so he could only shake his head:

"My golden needles can't attack cancer cells."

Jack was puzzled and asked with his hands spread out:

"Then what are you going to try?"

Seeing that the two disagreed, Yan Shi quickly stepped out to smooth things over.

"Jack, I want Lin Han to try it. You don't need to get the IV stuff yet."

Jack shrugged.

"All right."

"I just don't understand, can the golden needles really kill cancer cells?"

While Lin Han was disinfecting the golden needles, he said:

"It probably won't work the first time, but I think it will achieve the goal of getting my wife to eat normally."

His words surprised Yan Qingshan and his son, as well as Zhuang Yao.

Especially Jack, his blue eyes were wide open and his mouth took a long time to close.

"Lin Han, my wife hasn't eaten for five days and can only drink water. We have tried chemotherapy drugs, nasogastric feeding tubes, and many other auxiliary treatments, but my wife can't eat anything."

Yan Qingshan nodded and said:

"Yes, it would be great if I could get my wife to eat!"

"Can you do it, Lin Han?"

After Lin Han completed the disinfection, Jack came over to help and disinfected the area where his wife would receive the injection.

This foreigner is quite professional, even though it is just a small disinfection job.

But it also gives us a glimpse of the overall picture of his work.

"Why do you need to give your wife a needle in her arm if you want her to eat?"

Jack disinfected his wife's arm according to Lin Han's instructions, and then asked seriously.

Lin Han didn't mind explaining to him:

"According to traditional Chinese medicine, the function of the human stomach is actually related to the meridians in the arms..."

Seeing Jack confused, Lin Han explained:

"It's probably like this...if there's something wrong with the roots of a tree, it will show up in the trunk."

"I see!"

Jack exclaimed in amazement: "Chinese medicine is indeed very powerful! Lin Han, you seem to have solved the doubts in my heart."