The old leader had spent his entire life in the military and had even removed a bullet without anesthesia, so naturally he would not be afraid of acupuncture.
The old leader's calmness also infected Yang Baiyi, making him relax even though it was his first time giving acupuncture.
Yang Baiyi spun and stabbed silver needles one after another into the old leader's arms.
Yang Baiyi didn't stop until all sixty and seventy-three silver needles were inserted.
He twisted a silver needle between two fingers and rotated it gently with a frown.
No one knew that Yang Baiyi used this silver needle as a medium, and the wood energy had once again entered the old leader's body.
Yang Baiyi controlled the wood energy and wandered among the old leader's internal organs, flushing the diseased areas over and over again.
It not only nourished the old leader's lungs, but also eliminated the toxins accumulated in his body.
The old leader's organs, which had been dried up and aged, regained their vitality.
"Alright, Director Sun, you can remove the commander's ventilator."
Yang Baiyi took back the silver needle and signaled Sun Zhenhua to help the old leader remove the ventilator.
"Old He, how do you feel now?"
As soon as the ventilator was removed, Song Juxiang immediately asked.
"Juxiang, it's been years since I've breathed so easily. I feel like I'm completely healed."
The old leader's face was rosy and he looked surprised.
"It's amazing! Doctor Yang is truly amazing! I'll call He Qiang and Hong Ying right now and tell them the good news."
Song Juxiang was so excited that tears filled her eyes as she wanted to tell her two children the good news.
"Okay, tell them I'll visit them at the border post in a few days. Tell them to guard the border with peace of mind and not to worry about my health."
Like all old revolutionaries, He Zhenhui also arranged his children to live in the most difficult places.
"Doctor Yang, thank you so much. When I first met you, I looked down on you because you were so young. I really didn't recognize your talent!"
Huang Xishan was so excited that he almost jumped up. He held Yang Baiyi's hand and kept thanking him.
"It's nothing. Treating illnesses and saving lives has always been a doctor's duty."
Yang Baiyi understood Huang Xishan’s excitement at the moment. As a guard, his life’s honor and disgrace all depended on the leader he followed.
If the leader is in good health and stays in power for a few more years, the value of the guards following him will naturally increase. Even if they are sent out, they will be assigned a good position.
"Xishan, Xiaosun, bring my shoes over here. I want to go downstairs for a walk."
Last fall, the old leader returned from the 301 General Hospital for recuperation and rarely went downstairs since then.
The air in winter is too cold and irritates his lungs too much. Now that spring has arrived, he feels itchy in his respiratory tract every time he breathes and can't help coughing, so he spends most of his time resting in the room.
The old leader now feels that he has never been so relaxed, so naturally he wants to go out for a walk.
"Doctor Yang, can Lao He go out for a walk now?"
Unconsciously, Song Juxiang's tone also became respectful.
"Although the old leader's body has not fully recovered, simple outdoor activities are still no problem."
Yang Baiyi put the silver needle into the medical box and planned to go downstairs with everyone.
"Not fully recovered? I knew it. The best hospitals in the country don't have a good solution. Even the leading figures in the medical field are helpless. How could you cure the leader's illness so easily with just a few small silver needles?
Tell me, did you use some kind of sorcery? You used silver needles to stimulate the leader's physical potential!
It seems that the leader's condition has been alleviated, but in fact it is overdrawing the leader's life.
"Sir, Mother Song, let's go to the military hospital right now. I want to give you a comprehensive checkup."
Liu Xianguan, who was originally unable to accept all this, seized the loophole in Yang Baiyi's words and immediately wanted to take the old leader to the hospital for a systematic examination.
"Doctor Yang, what is going on?"
Song Juxiang, who was in high spirits just now, was a little confused by Liu Xianguan's words.
She was willing to believe that her husband was well again, but what Liu Xianguan said seemed to make some sense.
If my wife's illness was really so easy to cure, it wouldn't have lasted so long, and Dr. Yang did say that she hasn't fully recovered.
"Mrs. Song, when I say I haven't fully recovered, I mean I haven't recovered to a normal level, not that I haven't gotten better.
After all, the old leader's illness is a chronic one, and many of his organs are severely aged. If he wants to fully recover and be like a normal person, he will probably need two more acupuncture treatments."
"Doctor Yang, this means that after two more acupuncture treatments, the old commander will be fully recovered, right?"
Sun Zhenhua asked excitedly.
"Yes."
Yang Baiyi gave a definite answer.
In fact, Yang Baiyi is fully capable of solving the problem in one go, but he just doesn't want to appear too shocking.
"Doctor Liu, I know my own body well. I'm fine now, better than ever before. There's no need to go to the hospital for a checkup."
The old leader took off his pajamas, put on his military uniform again, walked back and forth in the room, feeling his lost health.
"How could this happen? This is unscientific."
Everyone in the room was in high spirits, except Liu Xianguang, who looked a little distraught.
It’s not that he is unhappy that the leader’s condition has improved, but what happened today has had a huge impact on him.
The modern medicine that they were proud of was helpless against the leader's illness. A Chinese medicine doctor who was hated by everyone cured the leader's illness with just a few silver needles.
The facts before him shook his firm belief.
Refusing the support of his wife and guards, the old leader walked steadily down the second floor, opened the door and came to the yard, breathing the fresh air mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees.
"It's been a long time since I last saw the breath of spring! Old lady, I'm going out for a walk."
Looking through the gate and seeing the green buds sprouting on the trees on the roadside, the old leader wanted to take a look around his military camp.
"Doctor Yang, what do you think?"
Song Juxiang couldn't bear to refuse her husband, and was a little worried about his health, so she had to turn to Yang Baiyi for help.
"It's good to go out for a walk. It's also good for the old leader's health. Mrs. Song, don't worry. I will accompany the leader for a walk."
So, the old leader walked in front with great interest, and Huang Xishan, Sun Zhenhua and Yang Baiyi followed closely behind him.
Liu Xianguan followed from a distance, and his heart was extremely conflicted at this moment.
While I was happy that the leader had recovered his health, I also felt sad about the modern medicine I had learned.
"Hello, Chief."
"Hello, Chief."
Along the way, whether it was the patrolling soldiers or the family members accompanying the army, they would greet the old leader respectfully when they saw him, and the old leader would also respond warmly.
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