Chapter 62: Showing Off in Front of Me?
“Lin Lao, are you sure this is no joke?” As Lin Canghai’s voice fell, the crowd burst into skeptical chatter, given Ye Chen’s young age. A man in his early twenties with such a high level of medical skill seemed unlikely to many.
“Why would I joke about something like this?” Lin Canghai replied with a shake of his head and a smile. “I know you all doubt Ye Chen. How about letting him diagnose some of you?”
“I’ll go first,” said a middle-aged, slightly overweight man in his forties, stepping forward to stand before Ye Chen.
It was just a medical consultation, so he figured he had nothing to lose and perhaps this young man might indeed be skilled.
“You often suffer from chest pain, insomnia, poor appetite, and sometimes back pain,” Ye Chen observed after a glance.
The middle-aged man was taken aback, as Ye Chen’s description matched his symptoms perfectly. “So, young doctor, what should I do?” he asked, now genuinely curious.
“Maintain a regular diet, exercise more, and avoid staying up late,” Ye Chen advised with a smile. “You’re showing early signs of hepatitis; it’s important to take this seriously.”
The man thanked Ye Chen, and soon others approached Ye Chen, seeking medical advice. Ye Chen calmly attended to each person, while internally feeling triumphant about the unfolding situation.
Meanwhile, Shen Qingqiu noticed Ye Chen and sneered. She had no good feelings towards him, but since Lin Xiyan had invited him, she refrained from commenting.
Gu Yunqi, noticing Shen Qingqiu’s reaction, suspected something had happened between her and Ye Chen that she wasn’t aware of.
Jiang Che watched Ye Chen with interest, already plotting how to prank him. He thought to himself that if Ye Chen insisted on showing off by treating people in public, he wouldn’t mind lending a hand.
An elderly man with white hair, appearing to be in his seventies, approached Ye Chen with the help of his servant. He looked frail and spoke shakily.
“I need to take your pulse,” Ye Chen told the old man, indicating that he couldn’t diagnose the issue from his appearance alone. The man extended his arm, and Ye Chen quickly made his diagnosis after checking the pulse.
“You’re suffering from post-stroke sequelae?” Ye Chen asked with a frown. He explained that the condition was a result of a stroke, known as cerebral apoplexy in modern medicine. It led to various complications, including paralysis, emotional, intellectual, and language impairments.
The damage to the brain’s central nervous cells led to these issues, requiring attentive care to prevent recurring episodes which could worsen the nerve damage, eventually leading to severe paralysis and complications, often resulting in death from secondary infections.
This disease usually affects older people, and sometimes it becomes post-stroke sequelae if not treated in time. The old man, weakened and with a pale complexion, confirmed Ye Chen’s diagnosis.
His condition had been tormenting him for years,
making simple tasks like eating difficult and causing frequent insomnia. Frustrated and exhausted, he was desperate for relief.
“Divine doctor, can you cure my illness?” the old man asked, full of hope. He had sought medical advice everywhere without success, spending a lot of money in the process.
“Of course, I can treat you. I am known as a divine doctor, after all,” Ye Chen confidently asserted. He had learned about such diseases in ancient medical texts and knew the treatment, though complex, was feasible.
“Really?” The old man’s eyes lit up with excitement.
“Absolutely. If you agree, I can start treating you right now,” Ye Chen offered with a light smile.
“Then please, I’m entrusting you with this,” the old man replied, earnest and grateful for any chance of recovery.
Without further conversation, Ye Chen took out several rows of silver needles from his canvas bag and began preparing for acupuncture. The old man, although surprised, let Ye Chen proceed.
“Are you going to treat him here?” an old man asked, bewildered.
“Yes, right here,” Ye Chen responded, smiling. He was planning to demonstrate his medical prowess to the crowd, especially for conditions considered incurable in modern medicine.
Meanwhile, Jiang Che, watching Ye Chen’s confident treatment, smirked mischievously and excused himself to the restroom. Unnoticed, he secretly used his internal Qi to block the old man’s Danzhong acupoint. (Chest Center Area)
His plan was to ensure the old man’s sudden death during the final step of Ye Chen’s acupuncture, undermining Ye Chen’s efforts and reputation.
Unaware of Jiang Che’s actions, Ye Chen continued his treatment, while Jiang Che relished in his cunning plan.
“Ah, Ye Chen, don’t blame me for being ruthless. To quickly increase my power, I have to use you for my ends,” he thought with a sinister chuckle.
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