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The group quickly entered the ward.

The little boy lay quietly on the hospital bed.

His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

She was extremely weak, and it was heartbreaking to see her like that.

Lin Yuan stepped forward, his movements calm and natural.

He didn't check the instrument data or observe the complexion first.

He simply extended two fingers and gently placed them on the child's wrist.

Concentrate on taking the pulse.

This professional and skillful action instantly silenced the ward for a moment.

Zhang Jingshan and Li Chongde, who were standing to the side, exchanged a glance.

A look of surprise flashed across their eyes simultaneously.

This young man... is actually a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine?

They're so young!

He looked to be no more than twenty years old.

Learning Traditional Chinese Medicine at this age?

The two elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctors present had practiced medicine for decades and were very knowledgeable.

But it's really rare to see a TCM doctor this young.

It's practically unheard of.

Both of them couldn't help but have their own doubts.

At such a young age, he must be a beginner apprentice, right?

Can it really cure diseases?

It wasn't just the two veteran Chinese medicine doctors who were shocked.

The Western medicine doctors present all looked surprised and exchanged glances discreetly.

Everyone had the same thought.

In the field of Western medicine, this age is considered to be just a recent college graduate.

They have very little clinical experience.

Not to mention traditional Chinese medicine, which requires years of accumulation and experience.

In his early twenties, he was at most just out of apprenticeship.

How can we cure this incurable disease that even top experts are helpless against?

It's like a joke.

A hint of disdain quietly surfaced in the eyes of many doctors.

He silently shook his head in his heart.

The Health Bureau was truly desperate and grasping at straws, completely panicking.

If there were any other way, they wouldn't have sent some greenhorn to try their luck.

Although everyone was pessimistic and even secretly thought it was absurd.

But no one dared to say a word.

This is someone that Wei Cheng, the director of the Municipal Health Bureau, personally went out to invite back.

When a child's life hangs in the balance, the parents are desperate and will do anything to save them.

Who dares to stand up and pour cold water on the idea, or stop people from watching?

That's just plain stupid; they're asking for trouble.

So everyone tacitly kept quiet.

They stood quietly to the side, watching.

No one stopped them, no one spoke.

Deep down, no one held any hope for Lin Yuan.

In their eyes, today's trip was completely futile.

It was nothing more than Wei Cheng seeking psychological comfort.

The atmosphere in the ward was somber and awkward.

Just then, a hoarse, choked female voice rang out.

Wei Cheng's wife, with red eyes, raised her hand and hastily wiped away the tears on her face.

She had been up for a day and a night and was exhausted, both physically and mentally, with her eyes red and swollen.

From the very beginning, I firmly believed in instruments and science.

To this day, Western medicine has no solution, and traditional Chinese medicine has no effective treatment.

She had long since forgotten all about so-called scientific principles.

She believed that as long as someone could save her child, no matter what method or who it was.

The woman took a half step forward, looking at the excessively young Lin Yuan in front of her, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Xiaolin, I beg you... please save my child."

"We're willing to do anything as long as our child gets better."

Humble, helpless, and filled with despair.

All of a mother's hopes were now pinned on Lin Yuan.

Everyone who witnessed this scene felt a mix of emotions.

I felt even more regretful and helpless.

Everyone knows that.

This young man in front of me has no chance of creating a miracle.

However, he faced everyone's disdain, doubt, and pessimism.

Lin Yuan remained calm and unmoved throughout.

His fingers rested firmly on the pulse, carefully sensing the strange pulse patterns within the child's body.

A few seconds later.

A knowing glint flashed across his eyes.

Lin Yuan withdrew his fingers from taking the pulse, his eyes now fully understanding the child's condition.

He ignored the suspicious looks from those around him.

His gaze turned directly to Zhang Jingshan and Li Chongde standing to the side.

He spoke calmly and softly.

"Gentlemen, do you have any silver needles?"

These words stunned everyone in the ward once again.

Everyone thought he was about to start analyzing the condition.

No one expected that he would immediately start acupuncture.

Zhang Jingshan was slightly taken aback, but immediately nodded.

"Yes, I have some here."

He quickly opened the traditional Chinese medicine kit he had brought with him.

Inside, a set of sterilized medical silver needles was neatly arranged.

But as soon as he took out the silver needles, Zhang Jingshan stopped.

He looked up at the ridiculously young Lin Yuan, his eyes filled with caution.

Having practiced medicine his entire life, he was all too aware of the stakes involved.

The child lying in bed is not from an ordinary family.

That was the only son of Wei Cheng, the director of the Municipal Health Bureau.

His status carries significant weight.

Minor illnesses are one thing.

This is a bizarre and inexplicable disease that neither traditional Chinese medicine nor Western medicine can diagnose.

The pulse is disordered, the body is afflicted by yin energy, and the lesion is unclear.

Inserting needles rashly under such circumstances.

If the acupoint is misaligned by even half a point, or the needling technique is incorrect.

Not only will it not save lives, it will also worsen the condition.

That would be a major medical accident.

Don't even mention that your future is ruined.

If things go wrong, you could really end up in jail!

Zhang Jingshan looked at Lin Yuan and gave him a heartfelt reminder.

"Young man, have you thought this through?"

"When treating patients, especially when administering acupuncture, one cannot be careless in the slightest."

"This child's condition is dangerous; we must not act rashly."

Li Chongde, who was standing to the side, nodded in agreement.

"Think twice before you act. Don't risk a child's life or your own future."

Both of them meant well.

They could tell that Lin Yuan knew a little about basic pulse diagnosis.

But understanding pulse diagnosis doesn't mean you can apply acupuncture.

It does not mean that it can cure this strange and bizarre disease.

The Western medicine doctors present secretly sneered inwardly.

He's still young and too impatient.

They couldn't even explain the cause of the illness, yet they immediately wanted to give me acupuncture.

They're like a newborn calf that's not afraid of a tiger.

Wei Cheng's wife's heart jumped, and she clenched her fists nervously.

Only Wei Cheng remained resolute.

He had no other choice but to trust Lin Yuan.

Faced with the well-intentioned reminders from the two veteran traditional Chinese medicine doctors.

Lin Yuan smiled faintly, his expression calm and composed.

"Thank you for your kindness, gentlemen. I understand."

He reached out and took the box of silver needles.

My fingertips touched the cool needle, and it remained perfectly still without the slightest tremor.

Lin Yuan understood perfectly.

Zhang Jingshan and the other man were afraid that he was young and impetuous and might accidentally cause a terrible disaster.

This advice is genuinely well-intentioned.

But he had absolute confidence in his medical skills.

It's just a minor ailment caused by yin energy entering the body or evil spirits haunting you.

It's an incurable disease for others.

For him, it was a simple matter.

Besides that, he also had other plans in mind.

Today, I saved Wei Cheng's child.

This means we owe him an enormous favor.

Wei Cheng holds a high position, has extensive connections, and a deep-rooted foundation.

In order to establish myself in Lincheng in the future, I will inevitably need to rely on others.

He absolutely must save this child today.

We need to save them.

It must be saved completely, perfectly.

Lin Yuan held the silver needles, his gaze returning to the little boy on the hospital bed.

The atmosphere changed instantly.

His originally casual and indifferent demeanor suddenly transformed into one of composure and sharpness.

"Everyone, step back half a step, do not approach the bed, and do not make any noise to disturb the patient."

A single command, swift and decisive.

It inexplicably carried an air of authority that compelled people to obey.

Everyone present instinctively took a half step back.

All eyes were fixed on Lin Yuan.

I want to see it clearly.

This young boy.

Whether or not a miracle can be created remains to be seen.