Awakening the Phoenix Flow System after the breakup, I'm so happy!

The middle-aged man who entered had an extremely loud voice, which made the glass in the ward rattle.

Qin Xue turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Uncle Zhang, what brings you here?"

Zhang Jianguo strode to the bedside, looked at the data on the instruments, and his face fell.

"How could I not come? Our old squad leader is in the ICU, how could I just sit at home?"

He turned around, pointed at Chen Yang, and asked him without any politeness.

"Xiaoxue, I just asked you, who is this kid? He's dressed in such rags, how did he get into the ward?"

Qin Xue walked over and stood between Chen Yang and Zhang Jianguo.

"Uncle Zhang, please watch your words. This is Mr. Chen Yang, a highly skilled doctor I specially invited to treat Grandpa."

"A master?"

Zhang Jianguo looked Chen Yang up and down and then laughed exaggeratedly.

He pointed to Chen Yang's shirt and his canvas shoes stained with mud from the market.

"Xiaoxue, are you desperate and being scammed by a fraudster? This guy looks like a recent college graduate, what could he possibly know about medicine?"

Chen Yang stood still, slowly putting his hands into his pockets.

He found the older man quite interesting; he spoke frankly and clearly had the protective temperament of a veteran.

"Uncle Zhang, last time at Taihu Mountain Villa, it was Mr. Chen who saved Grandpa. Even the experts from the Health Bureau were helpless. It was Mr. Chen who stabilized Grandpa's condition."

Qin Xue patiently explained.

Zhang Jianguo waved his hand, looking completely unconvinced.

"I heard about the incident at Taihu Mountain Villa. It was pure luck. That kid probably used some kind of unorthodox method and just stumbled upon it by accident."

After he finished speaking, he turned to the side, making way for the old man carrying a medical kit behind him.

"Come here, Xiaoxue, let me introduce you. This is Elder Sun Changqing, a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in Jiangcheng. I had to pull a lot of strings to get Elder Sun to come out of retirement."

Sun Changqing stroked his beard and coughed.

"Director Zhang, you're too kind. Doctors are like parents; now that I'm here, I'll do my best."

Zhang Jianguo turned and glared at Chen Yang.

"Young man, did you hear that? This is a real miracle doctor. Get out of my way right now, or you'll delay Old Sun from treating the old sergeant. If something happens, you won't be able to pay for it even if you have ten heads."

Chen Yang wasn't angry at all. Instead, he took two steps back, giving up his spot in front of the hospital bed.

He gestured for him to enter.

"Alright, since there's a renowned doctor here, I won't try to show off my skills in front of Guan Gong. Please, you two."

Qin Xue immediately became anxious upon hearing this and grabbed Chen Yang's arm.

"Mr. Chen, please don't take it to heart. Uncle Zhang just has a short temper; he meant no harm."

"I didn't take it to heart," Chen Yang said nonchalantly, shrugging. "Since they don't trust me, I can't force them to drink water. Besides, I'd like to see the medical skills of a master doctor."

Zhang Jianguo snorted.

"You're smart to back down, kid."

Then he turned around, bowed respectfully to Sun Changqing, and said:

"Old Sun, please go to your trouble and take a look at the old squad leader. He's been unconscious for a whole day and night."

Sun Changqing placed the mahogany medicine box on the bedside table next to him, slowly opened it, took out a pulse pillow, and placed it under Old Master Qin's wrist.

He closed his eyes and placed three fingers on the old man's measuring tape.

The ward fell silent.

Everyone stared at Sun Changqing's face.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

A fine layer of sweat gradually appeared on Sun Changqing's forehead. His confident expression slowly disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of doubt.

He then switched to the old man's other hand and took his pulse again.

Zhang Jianguo lowered his voice and asked:

"Old Sun, what's wrong with the old squad leader? The instruments in this hospital can't detect anything. They're a bunch of useless people."

Sun Changqing withdrew his hand, picked up a white towel from the side and wiped his hands, his expression very solemn.

"The old squad leader's pulse is truly strange."

"What's so strange about it?" Zhang Jianguo pressed.

"This pulse is as thin as a spider's thread, yet it conceals an extremely violent evil fire. The vitality of the five internal organs is being devoured little by little by something. In my fifty years of medical practice, I have never seen such a strange pulse."

Sun Changqing shook his head repeatedly and sighed.

"Director Zhang, please forgive me for being unable to help, but the old sergeant's illness is beyond the reach of medicine."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianguo stamped his feet in frustration.

"Old Sun, you're a leading figure in this field. If even you can't solve this, then what about the old squad leader...?"

He didn't dare say what came next.

Qin Xue watched from the side, her face paling slightly.

Chen Yang leaned against the wall and chuckled softly.

The laughter sounded particularly jarring in the quiet hospital room.

Zhang Jianguo turned his head, like an enraged lion, and roared:

"What are you laughing at, kid? The old squad leader is in such a state, don't you have any sympathy at all?"

"I laugh at this old Mr. Sun. Although he may not be skilled at treating illnesses, at least he has some self-awareness and didn't prescribe medicine indiscriminately and harm people," Chen Yang said slowly as he straightened up.

Sun Changqing was so angry that his beard stood on end.

"You ignorant brat, do you know anything about traditional Chinese medicine? I have seen more medical records than you have read books. How dare you spout such nonsense here?"

"What's the use of having seen a lot of medical records if you can't cure the disease?"

Chen Yang took two steps forward and looked at Old Master Qin on the hospital bed.

The heart rate reading on the device is slowly decreasing.

The alarm started beeping.

Qin Xue ignored Zhang Jianguo and Sun Changqing and went straight to Chen Yang.

"Mr. Chen, please help! If this drags on any longer, Grandpa really can't hold on any longer."

Chen Yang nodded and walked to the bedside.

Zhang Jianguo tried to step forward to stop them, but was firmly blocked by the two bodyguards in black that Qin Xue had brought.

"Xiaoxue, what are you doing? You really believe this young punk?" Zhang Jianguo shouted from behind.

Chen Yang ignored the noise behind him.

He spread his hands out flat and slowly drew a circle in front of his chest, and the internal energy of the Pure Yang Technique began to circulate wildly within his body.

A visible surge of heat rose from his palm.

He spotted several key acupoints on Old Master Qin's chest, and with lightning speed, he pressed them down with both hands.

Tiantu point.

The Tanzhong acupoint.

Juque Cave.

With each tap of his finger, Old Master Qin's body would twitch slightly.

Sun Changqing stood there dumbfounded, speechless.

"This...this is controlling needles with qi! How is that possible? How old is he?"

Without pausing, Chen Yang pressed his fingers down along the old man's meridians, continuously channeling the intense internal energy into him.

The old man, whose face was originally ashen, suddenly developed an abnormal red tinge on his skin.

The venomous insects hidden in the blood vessels were forced to their doom by the pure Yang internal energy and began to crawl upwards along the blood.