Yang Shizhong looked Xiao Feng up and down, he was a very ordinary young man, but he didn't see anything unusual about him.
But because of Cheng Caiying's face, he didn't go overboard and just said hello politely.
If it was western medicine, he would really be willing to try it, but forget about traditional Chinese medicine. I haven't heard of any traditional Chinese medicine masters who are in their early twenties. They are all old men over fifty.
Cheng Caiying said seriously: "Brother Zhong, believe me."
"Little aunt, please stop speaking for him."
Yang Shijun couldn't help it anymore: "I'm not blaming you, I'm just blaming him. This guy has a slippery tone. I think you were deceived by him."
"Besides, my dad has already contacted Dr. Lin from Huichun Hall. He is the real master of Chinese medicine. As for him... he is not worthy of being his apprentice."
"Is Lin rejuvenated? That's fine."
Cheng Caiying naturally knew about this famous Chinese medicine expert in Jiangcheng. Anyway, as long as he could cure the old lady's disease, she just wanted to do her part.
"Caiying, please sit down first. The doctors will follow me."
After arrangements were made for Cheng Caiying and Xiao Feng, Yang Shizhong led the last three Western doctors in, and the old doctor was the only one left on the sofa.
Cheng Caiying said apologetically: "I'm sorry Xiao Feng, don't take it personally."
Xiao Feng crossed his legs and bared his teeth in a smile: "It doesn't matter, doctors are kind-hearted, and it doesn't matter whoever cures them."
Cheng Caiying smiled and whispered to him about the situation of the Yang family.
One of the three major families in Jiangcheng, with a slightly higher status than the Wang family. Mr. Yang passed away the year before last, leaving only the old lady herself.
When she first came to Jiangcheng, she accidentally met the old lady and even accepted her as her godmother. With the help of the Yang family's huge network of connections in Jiangcheng, she was able to have a smooth journey.
Xiao Feng nodded. No wonder she was able to thrive as a woman. She really had a big shot behind her to back her up.
"Look at you, are you sitting still?"
Yang Shijun suddenly glared at him, and Xiao Feng said nonchalantly: "How do you talk? I am your elder."
"You...shameless."
Yang Shijun was so angry that this brat actually knew his little aunt, and they seemed to be close to each other.
I have to tell my little aunt to stay away from him. This guy is just a freeloader.
After waiting for about half an hour, the old man opposite suddenly opened his eyes, curled his mouth and hummed: "Girl, your grandma has a disease that doctors can't treat."
"That means...you can see it?"
Yang Shijun didn't have a good impression of these charlatans. If his uncle hadn't invited them here, she would have kicked them out long ago.
"certainly!"
The old Taoist smiled slightly: "To be honest, as soon as I walked in, I felt that your Yang family was lifeless. I'm afraid the old lady won't be able to hold on for a week."
"What did you say? Did you curse my grandma?" Yang Shijun was angry.
"This Taoist priest is right. If the old lady is not cured in time, she will only have seven days left to live at most." Xiao Feng interjected.
He also felt a breath of death, which was the breath emanating from a dying person. It seemed that this old man still had some skills.
"Shut up, what do you know?"
Just when Yang Shijun was about to get angry, Yang Shizhong and the doctors came out. One look at their expressions and they knew it was hopeless and could not be cured.
The three of them also left in a hurry. The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Mr. Yang, now... do you believe what I said? What Mrs. Yang has is not a disease, but her life."
"Fate? What do you mean?"
Yang Shizhong's face darkened, and Yang Shijun said anxiously: "Uncle, do you really believe these things? These are all deceptive tricks..."
"Little poems, don't be rude."
Even if Yang Shizhong scolded him, he wouldn't believe it, but isn't there nothing he can do now?
"Come on, come on, Dr. Lin is here."
I saw the housekeeper leading a white-haired old man into the hall in a hurry. It was Lin Huichun, the master of traditional Chinese medicine in Jiangcheng, who was known as the master of rejuvenation.
Yang Shizhong hurried forward to greet him: "Mr. Lin, I want you to make a trip. Thank you for your hard work."
Lin Huichun nodded slightly: "Stop chatting, where is the old lady? It's important to treat the disease first."
"Okay, those guys, please come in with me."
In order to save time, Yang Shizhong simply recruited everyone. Whoever could cure the disease would have to pay at least tens of millions for diagnosis and treatment.
Xiao Feng followed everyone, so Lin Huichun did not see him.
Walking into the innermost room, the curtains were closed, making the room extremely dark and filled with a strange smell, like rancid smell.
The room was very large, and there was an old woman with a dark complexion lying on the bed. She moaned in pain, and occasionally coughed violently, accompanied by slight vomiting of blood.
"Mom, Mr. Lin is here to see you." Yang Shizhong shouted softly.
The old woman was weak and smiled: "Now that Dr. Laurin is here, I'm afraid my old lady won't be able to survive."
"Don't worry, old lady, I'll show you first."
Lin Huichun immediately felt her pulse. After a few seconds, his brows tightened and his expression changed.
"Mr. Lin, how are you?" Yang Shizhong asked hurriedly.
"Hiss...that's not good."
Lin Huichun shook his head: "This is the first time I have encountered this situation. The old lady seems to have been poisoned, but it is not the same as poisoning. This condition is very complicated."
"Then... can you be saved?" Yang Shizhong asked nervously.
"I can only give it a try, but I can't guarantee that I can cure the old lady." Lin Huichun didn't dare to make a guarantee.
So far, this is the first doctor who said he could give it a try. Other doctors gave up immediately when they came, and some even asked them to prepare for the funeral.
Yang Shizhong thought, it is better to try than wait to die.
"Then it's hard work, Mr. Lin."
"Wait!"
Just when Lin Huichun was about to perform the acupuncture, the old Taoist from the Immortal Temple suddenly stood up.
"Mr. Yang, once this treatment fails and the best time is delayed, the old lady will be unable to recover."
"Pindao has already said that what the old lady has is not a disease, but life. No doctor can cure her."
"this…"
Yang Shizhong was in trouble.
"What nonsense!"
Lin Huichun said angrily: "When will great people be able to see doctors? What else can you people do besides scaremongering?"
"If drawing a talisman can save a life, then why do you need a doctor? Aren't you just trying to cheat money by doing these useless tricks?"
"Grandpa Lin is right." Yang Shijun nodded in agreement.
The veteran didn't get angry either. He curled his lips and asked, "May I ask Dr. Lin, how sure are you that you can cure the old lady?"
"What? If I can't cure it, how can you?" Lin Huichun glared at him.
"Natural can!"
The old Taoist did his duty and said behind his back: "I am 100% sure that I can cure the old lady. How about Dr. Lin?"
Lin Huichun laughed angrily and nodded heavily: "Okay, I'll leave it to you, Madam. I don't care."
"Mr. Lin, please calm down."
Lin Huichun said with a straight face: "Mr. Yang, do you believe this charlatan or me?"
"oops…"
Yang Shizhong was in trouble on both sides. He didn't want to offend anyone, and he only half-believed everyone's words.
"Cough cough cough..."
Suddenly, the old lady coughed violently, accompanied by a convulsion, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out of her mouth.
"Mr. Lin, what should we do?"
Yang Shizhong and Yang Shijun were both anxious.
"Mr. Yang, don't be anxious, let me do it."
The old man stepped forward and muttered something. He turned over the red talisman with one hand and it burned.
"rise!"
He stretched out his hand to grab it again, and a small bowl on the table flew directly into his hand. He threw the red paper ash into the bowl.
"Here comes the water!"
This veteran holds the bowl with his left hand, and with the index finger of his right hand slightly apart, a small column of water flows into the bowl along his finger. The whole process is very magical.
Except for Xiao Feng, everyone present was dumbfounded. Even Lin Huichun's eyes widened. He wanted to expose the other party, but he still couldn't get the slightest clue.
"break!"
The old Taoist shouted loudly, threw his hand and poured the water in the bowl on the old lady.
In just a few seconds at most, the old lady's twitching body gradually stopped, she stopped coughing, and her breathing became smooth.
At this time, the whole room was quiet, and even Yang Shijun, who had previously looked down on the sophisticated, fell silent.
The old Taoist finally took out a stick of incense, turned it over and lit it. In front of everyone, he put the stick of incense upright in the empty bowl.
What everyone saw was miraculous. There was not even water in the bowl, but a stick of incense stood in the middle. How could they not be amazed?
'Snapped!'
This stick of incense had been standing for less than ten seconds when it suddenly broke off in the middle, as if it had been broken in half.
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes: "Yes! It is indeed so."
"Oh, Master Long is truly an expert..."
Yang Shizhong came back to his senses and praised her repeatedly. When his mother fell ill and coughed, other doctors were helpless. Only Master Long suppressed the illness. It seemed that he was really wise.
Master Long curled his lips and said seriously: "I just said that the old lady is destined to suffer a disaster. I need to perform a ritual to resolve this disaster, otherwise... the gods will not be able to save her."
"Okay, okay!"
Yang Shizhong nodded repeatedly: "Master Long, just ask for whatever you need. More money doesn't matter."
As soon as he heard about money, Master Long's eyes flashed with a greedy look, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I will do something tonight to ensure that the old lady is safe and sound."
"Hmph! A clown, seeking wealth and killing people."
Just when Master Long was feeling proud, a mocking voice suddenly sounded.