Chapter 81: Gradual Freeze?!

  Inside the train carriage, Ling Tian'ao held a silver needle in his hand, his face solemn, and with swift movements of his fingers, the silver needle pierced into various Xue points on the old man's body. The people around them held their breath and watched quietly as Ling Tian'ao administered the needles.

  After more than ten minutes, Ling Tianao finally let out a long sigh and temporarily restored the old man's heart function, at least it wouldn't get worse. However, he didn't completely cure him, not because Ling Tianao's medical skills were no good, but because there was no equipment here.

  "Ling Tian Ao, you...you still know medicine?"

  Ling Tian'ao stopped his action, and Yang Xiner stared at him with a surprised face.

  "I have a superficial understanding, I studied it for a while before."

  Ling Tian Ao smiled slightly.

  "Little brother, you're not just superficially knowledgeable about this, your acupuncture skills are absolutely unmatched by ordinary people. I've studied medicine for over a decade and have never seen anyone administer needles like that."

  The middle-aged doctor next to him came back to his senses at this time, with a shocked expression on his face.

  Nowadays, there are very few traditional Chinese medicine practitioners left. Even if they exist, people would think of them as quacks who deceive and cheat for food and drink. However, only those who have truly come into contact with traditional Chinese medicine know that its effects are many times better than Western medicine!

  In the absence of any technological reliance, traditional Chinese medicine has already achieved the effect of reviving the dead, which is enough to show that traditional Chinese medicine is not a vain name. However, in just a few hundred years, many people have used the name of traditional Chinese medicine to deceive and cheat, causing the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine to plummet.

  In other words, if traditional Chinese medicine is no good, why do those quacks imitate traditional Chinese medicine instead of Western medicine? This is also a sufficient example to prove the power of traditional Chinese medicine!

  "It's too kind of you to say that, I just have a little knowledge about acupuncture, and nothing else."

  Ling Tian Ao hastily waved his hand.

  "Ah, old master woke up."

  Just then, a young man shouted out.

  "It's true, I'm really awake."

  "Go on, kid, you're really awesome!"

  "This is like Hua Tuo reborn! Just a few injections and it's all better?"

  "You're not kidding? This is amazing?"

  People around were discussing it enthusiastically, many who didn't understand traditional Chinese medicine couldn't explain this phenomenon and could only exclaim that it was a miracle!

  "This is incredible! I just took his pulse for him, and this illness has been going on for many years. Even with the most advanced Western medical technology, it wouldn't be easy to cure. And the fact that he's dragged it out for so long makes it even harder to treat. To be able to wake up after just a few acupuncture needles is absolutely unbelievable! This young man's medical skills are definitely not something ordinary people can compare to!"

  The middle-aged Chinese doctor spoke again with surprise and excitement on his face.

  Yang Xiner's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing the middle-aged doctor's words, and he excitedly looked at Ling Tian'ao with a fiery gaze in his eyes.

  Soon, amidst the crowd's murmurs, Ling Tian'ao administered another injection to the old man. This time, his movements were noticeably faster, his hands becoming a blur as he flashed before everyone's eyes, his speed incredibly swift, like a dragonfly touching water!

  Yang Xiner saw this scene and stared at Ling Tianao with a hint of excitement in her eyes, her heart thinking about something.

  After all the silver needles were pulled out, Ling Tian'ao took out a few pills and handed them to the old lady.

  "Madam, this is a Chinese medicinal pill. When the old man wakes up completely, give him one to eat. After returning home in the evening, have him eat another one. For the remaining pills, have him eat one every night until they are finished. Although it cannot cure the disease from the root, it will alleviate many symptoms."

  "This... young man, I... we have no money."

  The old lady's eyes were fixed on the medicine in Ling Tian's hand, but she could only refuse with a helpless expression.

  "Hey lady, don't worry about it, I don't want your money. These few pills aren't even worth much, just take them."

  Ling Tian Ao gave a faint smile, handed the old lady the medicine pill, then stood up and left with Yang Xin Er who was still in a daze thinking about something.

  These pills are not worthless, but very valuable. The pills made by Ling Tian Yao were concocted by him in the system when he was idle and bored, with the effects of tonifying and nourishing the body, activating blood and generating flesh, and their efficacy is many times better than those medicines on the market. These are all good things that require a large amount of medicinal materials!

  "Ling Tian Ao, is your medical skill very good?"

  Back in the dormitory, Yang Xiner stared at Ling Tian'ao with a heavy face.

  "What's wrong? What happened?"

  Ling Tian'ao had already noticed Yang Xiner's change just now. At this time, Yang Xiner was solemn and also had a sense of urgency.

  "Answer me, is your medical skill very good?"

  Yang Xiner still had an urgent look on her face and did not answer Ling Tianao's question.

  "It's okay, I guess, much better than doctors in general hospitals."

  Ling Tian felt a faint sense of something, so he didn't hide it.

  "Ling Tian Ao, you... can you help me out?"

  Yang Xiner stared at Ling Tian'ao with a face full of expectation, as if she was afraid he wouldn't agree.

  "What's wrong? Just say it."

  Ling Tian Ao didn't care at all, but he knew this matter should have something to do with his illness.

  "It's like this, I have a cousin who has contracted a rare disease called gradual freezing. In the past few years, my family has tried every possible method that doctors can use, but it just can't be cured. So, I hope you can take a look and see if there is any hope for a cure."

  Yang Xiner hesitated for a moment before plucking up the courage to say it out loud.

  Quietly listening, after Yang Xin'er finished speaking, Ling Tian'ao nodded secretly in the dark, and indeed it had something to do with the illness. However, Ling Tian'ao thought again, Gradual Freeze Syndrome is not difficult to treat, but listening to Yang Xin'er's words, it seemed that he had been treated for a long time and used many methods, yet still hadn't recovered, which didn't feel quite right.

  "Where is your cousin?"

  Although he had doubts in his heart, he still felt that it was better to go and take a look. Besides, Yang Xin'er and he were originally on good terms, there was no reason not to help.

  "It was just in the East Sea, and this time I came to the East Sea for her."

  Yang Xiner thought of her cousin who had been tortured by illness for over a decade, and felt a pang of pain in her heart. She recalled the scene where her cousin's whole body was as cold as ice when she fell ill, and it still frightened her.

  "Then we don't have to waste any more time, get off at the next stop and head back."

  Ling Tian Ao didn't want to wait until he returned to An Nan and then come over.

  "Good."

  Yang Xiner naturally agreed, although she was very confident in Ling Tian'ao, but thinking of her cousin who had traveled all over the country to see Chinese and Western doctors with no effect, her confidence wavered a bit.

  The return journey was smooth sailing, and by afternoon, Ling Tian'ao and Yang Xiner appeared in front of a standalone villa.

  Ling Tian was startled in his heart and it could be seen that Yang Xin's background was not ordinary, but he didn't ask any questions and followed him inside.

  Inside the hall, a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman were seated. The man had a square face like a knife cut, with deep eyes that seemed to bore into one's soul, his expression stern but not angry. The woman, on the other hand, was calm and serene, with a slender figure.

  Yang Jun had received a message from his niece early on, saying that she had met an excellent Chinese doctor who could cure her daughter's myasthenia gravis. He thought this excellent Chinese doctor would be at least in his fifties or even nearly eighty years old, but unexpectedly, the person who came was a young man who looked like a university student, which made him very disappointed.

  He knew that since his daughter's first illness, he had taken her to see all sorts of Chinese and Western doctors all over the country, but instead of getting better, her condition only worsened. This made him lose faith in these so-called Chinese and Western doctors. Now seeing a young man, how could he possibly have confidence?

  However, Yang Xiner had spoken so mysteriously about this person and had already brought him here, so he couldn't possibly turn him away.

  "Mr. Ling, thank you very much for taking the time to visit my daughter while being busy, I heard that your medical skills are excellent and didn't expect that you would be a young talent, my surname is Yang and my name is Jun."

  Yang Jun stood up, first expressing gratitude and then praising him before revealing his identity.

  "Mr. Yang, no need to be so polite, I and Xiner are classmates, our medical skills are not particularly impressive, but we heard that Xiner's cousin has such a strange illness, so we came to visit and hope to use what we've learned to do something for Mr. Yang and your daughter, my name is Ling Tian'ao."

  Ling Tian stood tall and proud, neither arrogant nor humble. He took a step forward and shook hands with Yang Jun, then gave a slight smile to the middle-aged woman beside him, which was enough as a greeting.

  "Mr. Ling, are you really confident that you can cure my daughter?"

  Yang Jun waited for Ling Tian to sit down before speaking up and asking questions.

  "Mr. Yang, I dare not make a diagnosis without seeing the patient first. May I take the pulse of your esteemed daughter first?"

  Haven't seen the patient, no doctor dares to say they can cure them easily.

  Yang Jun was not concerned in his heart, but the suspicion in his heart deepened even more.

  "Alright, Mr. Ling, come with me."

  Since he's here, let him take a look. If it can be cured, that's the best. If it can't be cured, it won't do any harm to himself either.

  Ling Tian'ao followed Yang Jun up to the second floor of the villa, and as they entered the corridor, approaching the room at the far end, Ling Tian'ao had already sensed a chill in the air.

  Right behind Yang Jun opened the door, a burst of cold air gushed out, just like suddenly entering a room with the air conditioner turned on to an extremely low temperature. However, this cold air was different from the chill of the air conditioner, but rather like the cold of winter, like the chill of ice!

  Ling Tian's proud heart couldn't help but be greatly shocked. Even if a gradual freezing illness was severe, it shouldn't have this kind of effect!