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Time flies, and it's almost time to get off work.

The hospital staff packed up and left their posts one after another, and all the patients in the consultation room had been seen.

Lin Yuan changed out of his white coat and was about to leave the consultation room when his cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

Two words appeared on the screen: Zhang Hao.

The man was the one with whom she exchanged contact information during the day and arranged for him to come to her house for a house call in the evening.

Lin Yuan casually pressed the answer button.

Zhang Hao's polite and respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dr. Lin, are you off work? I'm already at the hospital entrance, waiting for you downstairs in the outpatient building. If it's convenient, I'll pick you up now."

"No problem, I'll be right out."

Lin Yuan gave a brief reply, hung up the phone, and walked briskly out of the Traditional Chinese Medicine building.

At the hospital entrance, a black Audi sedan was parked steadily on the side of the road, looking understated yet luxurious.

The car window rolled down, and Zhang Hao leaned out to wave, his face full of enthusiasm.

"Dr. Lin, over here!"

Lin Yuan walked over and got into the passenger seat.

The car started smoothly and headed towards the upscale villa area in the city.

Zhang Hao chatted briefly with Zhang Hao on the way, maintaining an exceptionally polite attitude throughout.

He knew very well that Lin Yuan, who could cure his wife's stubborn bone disease, had unfathomable medical skills and was definitely a reclusive master. He dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Twenty minutes later, the car entered a high-end villa area nestled against the mountains and beside the water.

This place boasts tight security, a tranquil environment, and numerous detached villas, each one a priceless property that most people could only dream of owning in a lifetime.

It's clear that the Zhang family is very wealthy.

The car eventually stopped in front of a grand detached villa.

The two got out of the car, and Zhang Hao led Lin Yuan inside while introducing them to each other.

"Dr. Lin, my father's name is Zhang Hongyuan. He is in the pharmaceutical business. When he was young, he was always busy with social engagements and travel, which caused him to develop many minor health problems."

"For the past six months or so, I don't know what's wrong with me, but my sleep has gotten worse day by day, and in the last two weeks, I've been completely unable to sleep at all."

As they spoke, the two entered the villa's living room.

The interior is luxurious and grand, with exquisite and sophisticated furniture and decorations, exuding the prestige of a wealthy family.

Sitting on the living room sofa was a middle-aged man over fifty years old.

He is Zhang Hao's father, Zhang Hongyuan.

Zhang Hongyuan was wearing loose loungewear, his hair was somewhat gray, and his eyes and brows showed a deep weariness and haggardness.

Even though he lived in a wealthy family and had no worries about food and clothing, he looked listless and his spirits were extremely low.

Two weeks of sleepless nights transformed a once charismatic businessman into a haggard and aged man.

Upon seeing that Lin Yuan was so young, a hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Hongyuan's eyes.

He had seen countless famous doctors, most of whom were elderly experts with white hair. This was the first time he had ever seen such a young traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

But his son and daughter-in-law repeatedly assured him that Lin Yuan's medical skills were superb, so he suppressed his doubts and politely raised his hand in greeting.

"Dr. Lin, thank you for making this special trip."

"You're too kind. Treating patients is my duty."

Lin Yuan responded calmly and walked over to the sofa to sit down.

Zhang Hao and his wife had already arranged the evening house call with Zhang Hongyuan during the day, and the elderly couple were already mentally prepared.

Without any unnecessary pleasantries, Lin Yuan got straight to the point.

"Mr. Zhang, please extend your hand so I can take your pulse."

Zhang Hongyuan did as instructed and extended his wrist.

Lin Yuan gently placed his fingertips on the pulse, focusing his attention on sensing the pulse's rhythm.

In just over ten seconds, the pulse condition, the balance of Qi and blood, and the ailments of the internal organs were all clearly identified.

At the same time, his gaze narrowed slightly, and he quietly activated his Qi Observation Technique.

It was immediately apparent that Zhang Hongyuan's energy was disordered, and a dark, stagnant aura lingered around his mind, indicating that he had been depressed for a long time.

It's not ordinary insomnia in the elderly, nor is it neurasthenia as described by Western medicine.

Lin Yuan instantly understood the root cause of all the illnesses.

He loosened his fingers and spoke calmly.

"Mr. Zhang, the root of your problem is not in your internal organs or your nerves."

"Long-term high-pressure thinking and constant socializing have led to stagnation of qi and blockage of the mind."

"At first it was just mild insomnia, which you didn't take seriously and relied on sleeping pills to get through it."

"Over time, the stagnant energy blocks the meridians of the mind, causing restlessness. Even taking medicine cannot calm the mind, resulting in sleepless nights."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao, who was standing nearby, was instantly startled.

Lin Yuan's symptoms were exactly the same as his father's!

Zhang Hongyuan looked shocked and nodded repeatedly.

"Dr. Lin was absolutely right!"

"I used to rely on my good health and kept taking sleeping pills to get through it, but who knew it would only get worse!"

These days he has been going to various hospitals, and all the doctors only prescribe sedatives and sleep aids; no one can accurately diagnose the root cause of his illness.

The young doctor in front of me, with just one pulse, completely saw through the core of the problem.

This one move alone completely won Zhang Hongyuan over.

Lin Yuan continued slowly:

"For your illness, Western medicine only treats the symptoms, not the root cause."

"Sleeping pills can only forcibly suppress your nerves; they can't clear the pent-up emotions in your heart."

"If the turbid qi doesn't dissipate and your mind isn't clear, you won't be able to sleep soundly for a single day."

"If this continues, it will exhaust your mind and body, causing not only insomnia, but also a series of complications such as high blood pressure, palpitations, and cerebral infarction."

These words made the Zhang father and son's hearts tighten suddenly.

Despite the lingering fear, they had even greater faith in Lin Yuan's medical skills.