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After seeing DouDou's family off, there was another gentle knock on the clinic door.

"Please come in," Lin Yuan said without looking up as he put away the silver needles.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in his fifties slowly walked in, supporting himself on the doorframe.

The man looked haggard, his left hand tightly draped over his right arm, his arm hanging limply as if he dared not exert any force, and he walked very quietly.

His wife followed behind him, carrying a thick stack of medical reports, almost half an inch thick when stacked up.

The two walked to the chairs and sat down. The man couldn't help but let out a long sigh as soon as he was settled.

"Doctor, could you please take a look at my arm? My right hand is almost useless."

Lin Yuan glanced at his arm and asked, "What exactly are the symptoms?"

The middle-aged man raised his right hand, but just as he was halfway up, his wrist suddenly drooped down, and his fingers curled uncontrollably, making it impossible for him to even make a fist.

"My whole arm is numb, running from my shoulder all the way to my fingertips. My fingertips feel like they're covered in ice crystals every day, cold and numb."

"I can't hold chopsticks properly, and I can't hold a cup steadily. It's worst when I wake up in the morning. It takes me more than half an hour to be able to move around properly."

The old man's wife quickly spread a pile of medical reports on the table, her face full of helplessness.

"We went to three major hospitals, had our orthopedics and neurology departments checked, and did CT scans, MRIs, and electromyography."

"The doctors all said that my cervical spine only had a slight protrusion, which was not enough to cause this much damage. They prescribed a bunch of medications to nourish the nerves and improve blood circulation. I've been taking them for almost two months, but there has been no improvement at all. In fact, it's getting worse."

"Before, I only felt numb, but now I can't exert any strength at all. I can't do any housework, and I often wake up numb at night, unable to sleep all night."

Lin Yuan nodded, signaling the man to straighten his arms, and then reached out to touch the muscles on both sides of his neck.

His shoulders and neck were as stiff as rocks, and when the pressure was applied, the man gasped in pain.

Then he took the man's pulse by placing his hand on his wrist, alternating between his left and right hands, and then asked the man to stick out his tongue.

The tongue is dark in color, with prominent, purplish blue veins under the tongue, and the pulse is deep, hesitant, and weak.

Do you often feel tightness in your chest, feel heavy all over after doing even a little work, and tend to sleep on your right side at night?

The man was taken aback, then quickly nodded: "That's right! I've been sleeping on my right side for decades, and I've had this tightness in my chest for a long time. I thought it was a normal phenomenon of getting old."

Lin Yuan instantly understood the root cause of the illness.

This is not simply cervical spine compression, nor is it nerve damage.

Lying on one's side for many years can compress and block the meridians, and the stagnation of qi and blood in the body can also cause blood stasis. As a result, the blood stasis is blocked in the meridians of the shoulder and arm, and the qi and blood cannot be delivered to the extremities of the right hand, which leads to numbness and weakness.

Western medical instruments can only detect bones and nerves, but they cannot detect blockages in the meridians. Medication can only improve blood circulation on the surface and cannot clear the blockages.

"Your problem isn't in your bones; it's that your meridians are blocked by stagnant blood. No matter how much medicine you take, it won't help unless the blockages are cleared."

Lin Yuan's words immediately brightened the couple's eyes, and they quickly asked if it could be cured.

"It's not difficult. First, we'll use acupuncture to clear the blockages, then we'll prescribe a formula to promote blood circulation and unblock the meridians for internal use. If you persist for a few days, you'll see significant relief."

Lin Yuan took out silver needles and selected several acupoints, including Jianjing, Jianyu, Shousanli, Hegu, and Houxi.

Unlike the shallow needling given to the child earlier, this time the needles were inserted slightly deeper, and each needle was gently twisted to guide the stagnant blood and qi to disperse.

Just three minutes after the needle was applied, the man's originally cold and numb right hand slowly began to warm up, and the numbness in his fingertips was greatly reduced.

"Hey? It's not so numb anymore, I can feel it in my hands!" The man exclaimed with delight, moving his fingers around.

The needles were left in place for fifteen minutes, during which Lin Yuan intermittently twisted the needles to disperse the blood stasis.

After the needles were removed, the man slowly raised his right hand, this time gently and loosely above his head, his fist clenched with strength, no longer limp and droopy.

"Amazing! I couldn't even hold a water glass properly when I came in, but now I'm perfectly fine!" The old man thanked her repeatedly, his voice filled with excitement.

Lin Yuan picked up a pen and paper and wrote down the prescription, instructing: "Angelica sinensis, Ligusticum chuanxiong, and peach kernel to clear the meridians and remove blood stasis. Take it warm every morning and evening for seven consecutive days."

"Don't always sleep on your right side at night. Raise your arms and stretch your shoulders and neck more often to prevent the meridians from becoming blocked again."

The couple carefully put away the prescription, thanked the doctor repeatedly, and then left the clinic.

Throughout the rest of the morning, several more patients arrived.

However, the rest are all minor issues.

There are office workers suffering from colds and spleen and stomach deficiency, as well as middle-aged and elderly people suffering from lumbar muscle strain, insomnia and excessive dreaming.

These are common ailments that have been treated with Western medicine for a long time with mediocre results, so people come to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department specifically to find a prescription to stabilize their condition.

For Lin Yuan, these symptoms posed no difficulty whatsoever.

He can accurately diagnose the cause of illness in just a few moments by observing, listening, inquiring, and feeling the pulse.

Prescribe medicine where necessary, perform acupuncture where necessary, with swift and decisive techniques, resulting in extremely high efficiency.

He easily and effortlessly dealt with the previously long queue of patients waiting for their appointments.

Every patient who finished their treatment left with a satisfied expression, repeatedly expressing their gratitude.

Before we knew it, time had flown by.

The clock hands on the wall quietly reached 11 a.m.

The morning outpatient clinic work has officially ended.

Lin Yuan tidied up the medical records in the clinic, disinfected the acupuncture needles, locked the doors and windows of the clinic, and just walked out of the corridor of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.

A figure quickly caught up from behind.

It was my colleague Zhang Lei.

He approached Lin Yuan with great enthusiasm.

"Lin Yuan, are you done with work? Let's go! Time for some dry food at the cafeteria!"

Watching Lin Yuan see a constant stream of patients and demonstrate his medical skills that far surpassed those of the veteran doctors throughout the morning, Zhang Lei felt genuine admiration for him.

Lin Yuan smiled faintly and nodded in agreement, "Okay, let's go together."

The two walked side by side toward the hospital staff canteen.

The cafeteria was packed at lunchtime, with doctors and nurses from various departments crowding in to eat, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

The two got their food and found an empty seat by the window.

Zhang Lei took a couple of bites of rice and couldn't help but sigh.

"Seriously, Lin Yuan, you're really amazing."

"I was stunned all morning. Whether it was a rare or difficult disease or a common minor ailment, you cured it all in no time."

"Many of the senior doctors in our department can't achieve the same results as you in just one morning, even after a whole day of work."

This is not an exaggeration at all.

This morning, the patients Lin Yuan treated received overwhelmingly positive feedback from follow-up visits.

Especially the child who had been itchy all over and the uncle whose arm was numb and the cause could not be found, they were both completely cured when they left.

In comparison, the treatment results of other doctors were instantly outshone.

Lin Yuan chuckled casually, "These are just basic operations, nothing special."

He has always maintained a peaceful mindset; treating patients and saving lives is just his job, and he has never thought about comparing or showing off.

But Zhang Lei was a talkative person, so he lowered his voice and continued gossiping.

"You have a good mindset; you don't compete or fight for anything."

"But this time you received a cash reward from the hospital and were praised by the dean in public. Many people in our department are envious."

"Especially those senior doctors who have been coasting along, they were chatting privately just now, and their words were full of sarcasm."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan paused slightly, but was not surprised.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Hospitals may appear respectable and stable, but behind the scenes, the competition, jealousy, and workplace scheming are no less intense than outside.

As he begins to distinguish himself, winning awards and receiving praise, it's natural that some people will feel resentful.

Seeing Lin Yuan's calm and indifferent expression, Zhang Lei couldn't help but remind him again.

"Just keep it in mind."

"Especially Wang Hao, you should know him, right? He's the youngest associate chief physician in our department."

"He was a key young talent that the institute was cultivating, and he always stole the limelight."

"Ever since you arrived, his spotlight has been completely stolen. This time, you made a great contribution and received an award, and his face turned ashen."

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly and nodded faintly.

He had some recollection of this Wang Hao.

His technical skills are mediocre, but he prefers to scheme and manipulate people. He usually acts superior in the department, putting on an air of superiority.

In previous encounters, the other person's gaze always carried a hint of subtle hostility.

Lin Yuan simply didn't care about these workplace struggles.

When you have the ability, all rumors and attacks are futile.

"Let him be," Lin Yuan said calmly.

He focuses on treating patients and saving lives, and lives a stable job. He doesn't care what others think or how jealous they are.

Looking at his nonchalant demeanor, Zhang Lei couldn't help but admire him even more.

With ability, composure, and humility, it's no wonder he was able to stand out so quickly.

While the two were chatting and eating...

At a table not far from the cafeteria.

A cold gaze fell directly on Lin Yuan.

This is the Wang Hao that Zhang Lei mentioned.

Wang Hao held the chopsticks tightly in his hand, his face dark and grim.

He listened to the people around him praising Lin Yuan, and watched Lin Yuan's glamorous and award-winning demeanor.

Jealousy and resentment grew wildly in my heart, like weeds.

All the glory, attention, and favor that originally belonged to him.

In a very short time, all of it was completely taken away by Lin Yuan, the new young man!

A bonus of 10,000 yuan, public commendation throughout the hospital, and personal approval from the dean.

On what grounds?

It was just good luck; I happened to save a patient!

In terms of seniority, years of service, and professional title, how can Lin Yuan compare to me?

A hint of resentment flashed in Wang Hao's eyes, and he had already made up his mind.

Lin Yuan's popularity was too high, blocking his way.

We must find an opportunity to curb their arrogance!