Chapter Thirty-Four: This Illness Is Incurable

  Zhong Lao, Zhuo Lao, and Zhong Jianguo nodded in approval as they gazed at Xiao Yu's calm and composed demeanor. At his age, to be unflappable in the presence of so many experts was a testament to his genuine abilities.

  While the experts saw Xiao Yu's calm demeanor, they were also secretly impressed. This group of seasoned individuals knew that without some real skills, one wouldn't dare to be so calm, especially since he had been recommended by Old Zhuo. It was just like what was written in some martial arts novels - when walking the jianghu (martial world), one generally wouldn't dare to provoke ordinary old people, women, or children because without some real skills, how could one possibly survive in this unpredictable world? Similarly, in a field where most Chinese medicine practitioners were older men, a young person like Xiao Yu being able to remain so calm and composed was even more remarkable than some of the older doctors. It was clear that this young man had some genuine abilities.

  Xiao Yu's hands were extremely accurate, and with a light touch, he grasped the pulse. Half-closing his eyes, after half a minute, Xiao Yu's eyebrows also furrowed. He put down the wrist and moved to the other side, lightly feeling the pulse again. After another half minute, Xiao Yu withdrew his hand, took a step back, and tightly furrowed his brow, lowering his head.

  All the experts saw Xiao Yu's appearance and knew that he had not come to a conclusion either, so they let out a soft sigh of relief. If this young man really found the cause of the illness, these imperial physicians would lose face. What face would they have left to stay in the Central Health Bureau?

  Zhuo Lao and Zhong Jia father and son let out a soft sigh, originally thought this young man could bring them surprises, didn't think...

  Xiao Yu lowered his head, and then opened the Yin Yang life and death eye. Through the pulse diagnosis just now, Xiao Yu found that the patient's heartbeat was strong and powerful, and should be said to be very normal. This is also the reason why Zhuo Lao and that old Chinese medicine doctor frowned and couldn't figure it out. According to traditional Chinese medicine, all diseases in the human body can be reflected through pulse condition, so they all thought that Zhong Lao was not ill.

  But they overlooked a problem, Zhong Lao is already over 70 years old, and after suffering from painful torture, his pulse should have been weak and floating, not as strong and powerful as it is now, like that of a young person. This in itself is abnormal. It can be said that Zhong Lao's heart is only so strong because of some external stimulation.

  But as Zhuo is old, his heart beats like a small horse pulling a big cart, the carter constantly whipping the little horse to make it run faster, and the angina of Zhong's heart should be like the whip that stimulates the heart. But once the whipping stops, the exhausted little horse can easily die suddenly, and so is Zhong's heart.

  Xiao Yu wanted to use his yin-yang eyes to see what kind of external force was acting on the heart, but with so many people in the house, he feared that others would discover the abnormality of his eyes, so he lowered his head.

  Xiao Yu opened his yin-yang life and death eyes, slowly raised his head. Under Xiao Yu's observation, there was no sign of death on Zhong Lao's body, indicating that Zhong Lao's physical health was very good. Suddenly, Xiao Yu discovered a sesame-sized dead energy at the position of Zhong Lao's heart, which was constantly churning but had not yet taken shape.

  Is it actually a living thing in Zhong Lao's heart? Xiao Yu was shocked, and it should be this thing that stimulated Zhong Lao's heart. Looking at the scale of this thing's death energy, it is estimated that even if it didn't die, it wouldn't be far from death. If this thing dies, Zhong Lao's heart will no longer have the stimulation of this thing, and he will likely suffer a sudden cardiac arrest and die suddenly.

  What is this thing? Xiao Yu closed his yin-yang life and death eyes, lowered his head in contemplation, recalling the traditional Chinese medicine knowledge that his grandfather had forced him to memorize and searching for memories of Zhong Kui.

  After a few minutes, Zhong Jianguo saw that all the experts had finished checking and there were no more questions to ask. He said: "Since all the experts have finished checking, let's go out and talk! Let my father rest well!"

  "Alright, I'll go and take a listen too, and get some exercise at the same time!" Old Clock suddenly said from his bed.

  "Father (grandfather), your body......" Seeing his father about to get up, Zhong Jianguo and Zhong Tao hurried over.

  "It's nothing, I'm fine now, and I feel full of energy. Doesn't it always happen like this after being sick? Nothing to worry about!" Old Zhong now seemed to have regained his spirits and was about to get out of bed.

  Only Xiao Yu knew that this was just an aftereffect of the stimulation of the heart by some living creature.

  After the experts left, Old Zhong came out with the support of Zhong Jianguo and Zhong Tao. Returning to the conference room again, Old Zhong also followed in, and all the experts looked at each other without saying a word.

  Seeing the worried look on everyone's face, Master Zhong also knew what was on their minds. He opened his mouth and said: "What disease is it? Just say it! What haven't I experienced in this life? Don't worry, you all speak up! I'm listening!"

  At this time, only Zhong Jianguo stood up and asked: "What are the opinions of all the experts on my father's illness?"

  An expert from the Central Health Bureau stood up and said: "From the current examination results, it can be seen that Mr. Zhong's body is very healthy and no abnormalities have been found, so I suggest doing a coronary angiography."

  Several other experts from the Central Epidemic Command Center also shared this view.

  Zhong Jianguo focused for a moment, then looked at Zhuo Hongxing and said, "Uncle Zhuo, what's your opinion?"

  Zhuo Hongxing didn't answer, but instead looked at the old Chinese doctor with white hair and beard from the Central Health Bureau: "Huang Lao, what's your opinion?"

  "From the current situation, this may be the best way, but I always feel that something is wrong." He said, shaking his head.

  "Xiao Xiao, what do you think of Master Zhong's illness?" After asking Huang Lao, Zhuo Hong Xing turned his head to face Xiao Xiao who was sitting in the corner.

  ……………..

  Xiao Yu sat in the corner and suddenly thought of a case that his grandfather had told him as a story when he was young, thinking of a possibility, but was this true? Xiao Yu thought with horror.

  Suddenly, a fragment of memory surged out from the depths of his mind, flooding into Xiao Yu's brain. Xiao Yu sat in the corner, merging with this memory, and as he merged, his face changed slightly. By the time Xiao Yu had fully integrated this information, he finally understood what that sesame-sized thing was.

  Sitting in the corner, Xiao Yu slowly fell into his memories. Since birth, Xiao Yu had never seen what his father looked like. As he grew older, his classmates at school would say that he was a wild child without a father. At that time, he didn't understand and asked his mother why other children had fathers but he didn't. His mother didn't speak, only hugging him and his sister tightly as tears fell. Seeing his mother's expression, Xiao Yu never mentioned his father at home again. As he grew older, he understood many things and guessed that his father must have abandoned them, so from the moment he received Zhong Kui's legacy, he made a decision: those who were heartless and abandoned their wives and children would not be saved.

  Zhuo Hong Xing's words shocked Xiao Yu, who was lost in thought in the corner. As Xiao Yu slowly lifted his head, his eyes also became determined, saying: "This disease is incurable!!!!!!"