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The entire audience was filled with joy at the old man's recovery.

Everyone thought the matter was resolved.

Only Lin Yuan had clear eyes and understood everything perfectly.

Shen Zhenlin's medical skills are indeed remarkable.

One needle is enough to dispel the surface yin energy, stop the headache, and the effect is immediate.

To the naked eye, it looks completely cured.

but!

The real root cause of the disease, hidden in the shadows, has never been found.

Shen Zhenlin only treated the symptoms, not the root cause of the disease.

If you follow his herbal medicine for seven days, it will at most temporarily suppress the yin energy.

It will definitely recur after a while.

They even launched a more ferocious counterattack.

However, Lin Yuan didn't say anything.

He simply stood quietly in place, his expression indifferent.

He knows it perfectly well.

The medical profession has its own rules.

Today, Shen Zhenlin is the chief attending physician, the most senior and experienced.

When someone else cures a patient, it's not his place to jump out and criticize.

He doesn't do things like stealing the limelight or undermining others.

It's unnecessary and against the rules.

Anyway, now that the old man is no longer in pain, everyone is happy, and he can just watch quietly.

Not long after.

Zheng Jiwen walked back quickly, holding a brand-new check in his hand.

He presented it to Shen Zhenlin with both hands, his attitude extremely respectful.

"Mr. Shen, thank you for saving people."

"Please accept this small token of my appreciation."

Everyone instinctively looked over.

The number on the check was a full million!

Shen Zhenlin glanced down at it, his expression calm, without the slightest surprise.

He accepted it without hesitation.

Having practiced medicine for most of his life, it's perfectly normal for a renowned doctor of his caliber to charge millions in consultation fees.

It is only right and proper for doctors to receive payment for treating patients; there is nothing to refuse.

But Song Yuwei, who was standing next to her, secretly gasped.

They stared, completely mesmerized.

One million!

Just a few minutes of acupuncture, a simple treatment, and millions in profit?

She is a renowned medical doctor who spent several years working her way up to become an attending physician.

Working diligently day and night, toiling away for a year, the annual salary is only a few hundred thousand.

This consultation fee is equivalent to ten years of her hard work!

At that moment, she was truly amazed by the high value of top-tier traditional Chinese medicine.

I couldn't help but think to myself, traditional Chinese medicine is so profitable.

After delivering the medical fee, Zheng Jiwen still had some doubts in his mind.

My father was a perfectly healthy man, always in good health.

How did I suddenly contract this strange and evil disease?

He couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. Shen, may I ask a question?"

"What exactly caused this evil spirit to possess my father's body?"

"So that we can be more careful in the future and avoid this kind of thing from happening again."

As soon as the question was asked, everyone looked at Shen Zhenlin.

We await the answer from this renowned doctor.

Shen Zhenlin raised his hand and gently stroked his gray beard.

He paused for a few seconds before slowly speaking.

"Most of these invisible evil influences are acquired by chance."

"It must be that the old man went out for a walk a few days ago and passed through a place with heavy yin energy, and accidentally came into contact with something unclean."

"When the body is temporarily weak, evil spirits take the opportunity to enter the body, disturb the spirit, and thus cause a persistent migraine."

These words were his most likely guess based on his experience.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jiwen suddenly understood.

It was just a chance accident!

That means it's not a problem with the feng shui of the house, nor is it caused by someone.

As long as you avoid going to remote and cold places in the future, you should be fine.

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, can finally be at ease.

Only Lin Yuan, at the very back of the crowd, subtly pursed his lips.

wrong.

Totally wrong.

It was not by chance that he was exposed to yin energy.

Shen Zhenlin guessed the root cause incorrectly.

He remained silent, observing everything in quiet contemplation.

After collecting the silver needles and writing the prescription, Shen Zhenlin finished.

Grandpa Zheng's condition has visibly improved.

The elderly man, who was originally weak and had difficulty even opening his eyes, is now full of energy and spirit.

After a few minutes, he actually threw off the covers and slowly got out of bed to walk around.

Although his steps were not very steady, he showed absolutely no signs of headache or discomfort.

Seeing that the old man had fully recovered, the Zheng family was completely relieved.

There was no need for everyone to stay in the bedroom any longer, so they all moved down to the spacious living room.

The villa's living room was well-ventilated and bright, sweeping away the oppressive and stuffy atmosphere of the bedroom.

Everyone took their seats.

Shen Zhenlin didn't sit idle; he casually took the paper and pen handed to him by the nanny.

The pen tip lands on the paper, flowing smoothly like clouds and water.

In just a few dozen seconds, a neat and detailed prescription for exorcising evil spirits and calming the mind was written.

The prescription is exquisitely crafted with precise dosages, demonstrating a profound level of expertise.

After writing it down, Shen Zhenlin folded the prescription and handed it to Zheng Jiwen, who was standing next to him.

"Take one dose each morning and evening, simmer over low heat, and drink for seven consecutive days. Rest is the main focus; avoid strenuous activity and staying up late."

Zheng Jiwen solemnly accepted the prescription with both hands, thanked him repeatedly, and carefully put it away.

After settling the patient in, Shen Zhenlin finally relaxed completely.

He and Li Chongde were originally from the same school, master and disciple, and were close in seniority.

The two hadn't seen each other for over a year.

With nothing else to do, they immediately started chatting enthusiastically.

We talked about the current state of the TCM industry, the training of younger generations in the hospital, and old stories from our former mentors' school.

They had a very pleasant conversation.

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Li Chongde suddenly had an idea.

Lin Yuan is the most outstanding genius in their TCM department today, with medical skills far surpassing his peers.

He's just too young and has too few connections.

Shen Zhenlin, standing before us, is a leading figure in traditional Chinese medicine in Jiangnan Province.

If the two could get to know each other, and with this powerful figure looking out for him, it would be absolutely beneficial to Lin Yuan's future development.

Thinking of this, Li Chongde stood up and pulled Lin Yuan, who was sitting next to him.

He brought him to Shen Zhenlin and introduced him with a smile.

"Uncle-Master, let me introduce you to a promising talent."

"This is Lin Yuan, a key doctor at our city's People's Hospital."

"Although he is young, he has a formal background in traditional Chinese medicine and his medical skills are very solid. He is the most capable young person in our department."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhenlin was slightly taken aback.

His attention was entirely focused on the patient the whole time.

Lin Yuan, despite his young age, stood quietly at the end of the crowd.

With the head of the Western medicine department and a doctor following him, he subconsciously assumed that Lin Yuan was a Western medicine intern who was doing odd jobs.

So I didn't pay much attention to it from beginning to end.

To my utter surprise, this young man was actually a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

Shen Zhenlin looked up and began to carefully examine Lin Yuan again.

The boy sat upright, with a calm expression and clear, composed eyes.

Even when facing an industry leader like him, she did not appear awkward or obsequious.

He exudes a calm and reserved demeanor, neither arrogant nor impatient.

A hint of inquiry instantly appeared in Shen Zhenlin's eyes, and his attitude became much more serious than before.

He stroked his beard, nodded slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"So you're also a fellow practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine."

"It's rare to find someone so calm and composed, not impetuous. Excellent, excellent."

With just a few simple sentences, he acknowledged Lin Yuan's identity.

Song Yuwei and Director Ma, who were standing nearby, saw this and knew that Li Chongde was deliberately promoting Lin Yuan.

They actually created a connection for Lin Yuan to get to know a renowned provincial doctor.