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Chapter 178 All the Living Treasures Are Here

Yang Xuan felt very unhappy that he had not achieved the goal of completely recovering the little boy, as if he had done half of the job but not completed it.

And he knew very well that lifelong dependence on medication and many restrictions in life were an unspeakable burden.

However, the little boy and his mother accepted this reality with an unprecedented optimism.

They were grateful for Yang Xuan's efforts and believed that this was the best gift given by God.

"Brother, I feel much better now. I am very happy!"

The little boy's eyes were sparkling and he was extremely grateful to Yang Xuan.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang, you have given us hope and brought color to our days."

The mother also held Yang Xuan's hand tightly, with tears in her eyes but a smile on her face, and she was extremely excited.

If the disease really never relapses, it would be like Yang Xuan giving them a second life. They no longer dare to ask for anything else.

"Let's leave our contact information. I will continue to study this disease, and I will contact you later when there are further treatment plans!"

Yang Xuan shook his head slightly and decided to continue exploring new methods to treat the little boy's illness.

"Thank you, big brother. I believe you will find a way!"

Seeing that Yang Xuan was determined to be completely cured, the little boy hugged Yang Xuan tightly, his childish voice full of determination.

During this period of illness, he has learned how to comfort those around him.

Being sensible makes people feel distressed.

In fact, not only the mother and son, but also foreign audiences feel that Yang Xuan is a bit too picky.

For such seriously ill patients, it is already very good to have a chance to survive. How can it be so easy to cure the disease completely?

Even Lina was advising Yang Xuan that medical progress requires a process and he shouldn't be too hard on himself.

However, Yang Xuan still shook his head.

“As a doctor, I can’t just be satisfied with this.”

"I hope that better treatments can be found so that they can not only survive, but actually recover and live a normal life and enjoy a good quality of life."

Yang Xuan's words revealed a firm belief, which infected everyone present.

They recalled Yang Xuan's previous explanation of the concepts of traditional Chinese medicine.

I would rather the medicine rack be covered with dust than have no suffering in the world!
Yang Xuan's nitpicking may come from the persistence and pursuit of traditional Chinese medicine.

"well said!"

At this moment, dozens of old men with white hair and beards rushed over.

They are the living treasures of the Rabbit Country, and all of them come from Zhongnanhai.

"Every life is worth every effort. The ultimate goal of medicine is not only to prolong life, but also to give life quality."

"True healing is not just physical, but also spiritual recovery. It is a life attitude full of hope for the future, without having to rely on drugs to prolong life."

“A doctor’s responsibilities are not limited to prescribing medicine and performing surgery, but also about making patients feel respected, understood and cared for.”

"When treating a patient, we should be like Yang Xuan, striving to cure the disease with medicine, rather than taking medicine for the rest of your life."

Dozens of veteran Chinese medicine practitioners all stood on Yang Xuan's side.

The doctor's duty is not limited to prescribing medicine and performing surgery, but also to making the patient feel respected, understood and cared for. Taking medicine for a long time is not only because it costs more money, but the key is that it will always make the patient feel sick.

The veteran Chinese doctors formed a circle, surrounding Yang Xuan and the little boy's family in the center. Their eyes flashed with wisdom and determination, as if they were towering trees that had experienced many storms, sheltering the young seedlings as they grew.

One of the old men was holding a dragon-headed cane and his voice was deep and powerful.

"Yang Xuan, what you insist on is the essence of our traditional Chinese medicine that has been passed down for thousands of years."

“‘The best doctor treats illness before it occurs, the middle doctor treats impending illness, and the worst doctor treats existing illness.’ We should not only treat illness, but also guide people on how to avoid illness and how to regain dignity and hope in life amid illness.”

The words of the veteran Chinese medicine practitioners were like a gentle spring breeze, nourishing the hearts of everyone present.

They shared their experiences accumulated over the years of practicing medicine and told many stories of how TCM treatment helped patients get rid of long-term medication and regain their new lives. The wisdom and warmth contained in these stories deeply touched every audience member present.

"We are willing to contribute our lifelong learning and work with Yang Xuan to explore more effective treatment options, bringing hope not only to the little boy, but also to more patients like him."

Another old Chinese doctor spoke in a voice as loud as a bell.

These old Chinese medicine doctors are all in their 80s, but they are in very good health. Some of them don’t even have completely white hair!
"May I ask who the old gentlemen are?"

Yang Xuan was a little confused. He didn't know where these old men came from, and they seemed to be very familiar to him.

But he was sure that he had never seen these old people before.

"Haha, Yang Xuan, you may not know us, but we have heard of your great name for a long time."

"We are retired experts from the Zhongnanhai Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Although we usually live in seclusion, we are particularly concerned about your affairs."

"In particular, your profound understanding and innovative application of traditional Chinese medicine have long been a legend among us."

An old Chinese doctor with a kind face said with a smile.

"I see. I am so sorry for the disrespect."

Yang Xuan bowed quickly, even though he was a little excited in his heart.

He had never heard of Zhongnanhai Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but the three words Zhongnanhai were well-known to everyone!
Yang Xuan guessed who they were serving at the first moment.

And being able to serve them, there is no doubt that these veteran Chinese medicine practitioners must be national treasures!
What he didn't know was that his live broadcast room was in an uproar as the audience uncovered the identities of these old Chinese doctors!

[My God, look at this old man. He was the chief researcher of the Nanhai Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and was known as the 'living pharmacopoeia'! ]

An eagle-eyed viewer exclaimed in the barrage.

[Look at that guy over there, isn't that Professor Li? I heard that when he was young, his achievements in the field of acupuncture were unmatched, and he was known as 'One Needle Magic'! ]

[Isn't that Mr. Liu? I used a lot of connections and spent a lot of money to ask Mr. Liu to help me get a number, but I couldn't get it. How come he suddenly appeared here? ]

[Oh my god, so many Chinese medicine masters suddenly appeared, is there something big happening? ]

The audience's curiosity was completely ignited, the popularity of the live broadcast room soared instantly, and barrages of comments fell like raindrops, almost covering the entire screen.

"Yang Xuan, we believe that your dedication and passion for medicine are just like ours when we were young."

"Now, seeing that you have never given up on the little boy's illness, we see hope that traditional Chinese medicine can be passed down from generation to generation."

An old Chinese doctor with completely white hair who seemed to be the oldest spoke slowly, his eyes revealing wisdom and calmness from years of accumulation.

"We are willing to provide you with our experience and wisdom to overcome difficulties together. After all, the progress of medicine is inseparable from the relay and innovation of generations."

Another old Chinese doctor added, his words full of expectations for the younger generation.

(End of this chapter)