Pharmacist Huang was invited in, checked Mr. Yu’s pulse for a diagnosis, and asked a few questions about Mr. Yu’s recent routine and diet, which all seed to be without issues.
Pharmacist Huang could only deduce: "This is a case of repression in his symptoms; there is no dicine for it. I can only try using acupuncture to help ease Mr. Yu’s condition. However, Mr. Yu, the old man’s illness stems from the heart. If we cannot find the root of his heart disease, I’m afraid that if he has another episode, even if Miss i personally intervenes, she will be powerless to turn the tide." i Nian can save people with Rejuvenation Pills, but she cannot forcefully use her own cultivation to save others.
Humans have their own principles, and Cultivators have their rules. For those who aren’t Cultivators, using Spiritual Energy to treat others can backfire if done over ti.
Seeing Yu Gang also anxious nearby, i Nian called him out of the resting room.
"Didn’t I tell you to ensure Uncle takes the Rejuvenation Pills on ti? How did it co to this? Looking at his condition, it seems like he suffered a great shock." Mr. Yu almost drank the tea made by i Nian’s wife, but unfortunately, just then, i Xiang left, and i Nian had to bear the family affairs alone. Yu Gang had been held back by himself for a lifeti, and i Nian felt guilty, always keeping Mr. Yu’s matters close to heart.
"I really don’t know, today father t a younger person, perhaps it evoked so mories, you know about Zhu Shijun’s case, right?" Zhu Shijun’s case was very sensational nationwide back in the day, and i Nian should have heard of it.
"I know, the forr head of the Tobacco Bureau, it should be soone your father knew. But at that ti in Beijing’s political circle, they said the two didn’t see eye to eye. When Zhu Shijun stepped down, everyone said it was because your uncle reported him." i Nian was well aware of the shady intricacies of the political world.
"That’s all nonsense, just idle talk from others. My dad is very upright. When Zhu Shijun’s case broke, he rushed to Xinjiang to see . How could he have the heart to report soone," Yu Gang was very unhappy with the rumor-mongering.
"That case from so many years ago, why was it brought up again today? Did you et soone related to Zhu Shijun today? I heard that his only daughter and son-in-law both committed suicide, there’s just one..." Before Zhuo Feng could finish, Pharmacist Huang signaled i Nian to co into the room quickly.
"Plum Rice Ball" normally only wholesales dicinal materials, but for convenience, it also set up a room for decocting dicine. Mr. Yu ca specifically for the decoction room. Only occasionally would it undertake the task of stewing so precious dicinal materials. The decoction room was empty today.
Pharmacist Huang held a broken gold acupuncture needle in his hand and shook his head. He had just tried to puncture Mr. Yu’s chest’s major acupoints blocked by repression, but the needle broke upon entry.
"Miss, there are many types of human vital energy. The several breaths of energy that are pressing down on Mr. Yu’s heart have been accumulating for many years, having beco as hard as rocks, to the point my gold needle could not penetrate them. I’m a helpless Pharmacist; I have done what I can." When Pharmacist Huang attempted to needle, as soon as the needle entered Mr. Yu’s chest acupoint, it was immovable. He found it strange, tried to push a few inches deeper, but the needle broke. How could human skin be harder than a gold needle?
"This ti, my good intentions really backfired," i Nian felt Mr. Yu’s pulse, which was still regular for his breath and pulse rate, but his heartbeat was abnormally weak. The Rejuvenation Pills saved Mr. Yu’s muscles and skin but not his internal organs.
"What exactly did you encounter? What did you say? Why did your uncle react so strongly?" Mr. Yu had developed an obsession, but the Rejuvenation Pills maintained his physical functions through the dicinal effects.
The clash between the strong and the weak made the repression in his body even stronger, breaking the needle that was inserted.
"It’s a long story," Yu Gang also couldn’t figure out how his father had suddenly changed his mind during the short car ride?
"What are you hesitating for? The situation is urgent," since the gold needle couldn’t clear the blockage, only i Nian could use Spiritual Energy to clear it, but such a process would be extrely painful for an ordinary person. Without understanding what is troubling Mr. Yu’s heart, his current ntal state certainly couldn’t withstand the tornt of guiding Spiritual Energy.
"They t , Uncle. It was who recounted the situation of my grandfather," Xiao Xian stood at the entrance of the dicine room and interjected.
"Xiao Xian? How did you get here at such a chaotic ti, adding to the confusion? Wait, you said your grandfather? Your surna is Zhu." i Nian looked towards Yu Gang, and he nodded.
"I’m not here to add to the chaos. I had no idea that Uncle Yu would end up like this after hearing what I said," Xiao Xian, upon arriving at "Plum Rice Ball," inquired with the apprentices at the pharmacy, who inford her that i Nian and Pharmacist Huang were both at the back. Xiao Xian had visited the pharmacy a few tis before, and the apprentices assud she was one of their own, allowing her to co in without interception.
"There’s no use crying over spilled milk. Ah Nian, save my dad first," Yu Gang had co to understand that his father must be hiding sothing from him, and he felt that sothing was not quite right — his father’s abnormal behavior.
"I can’t save him," i Nian did not believe that Mr. Yu, in his current state, could endure the pain of Spiritual Energy running rampant through him.
"Maybe I can try," Xiao Xian suddenly spoke up, seeing the disbelief in the eyes of the three people in the room, she added, "But I’ll need soone’s help."
"Xiao Xian, don’t be reckless," i Nian scolded, knowing Xiao Xian’s cultivation level. Even i Nian was unsure about successfully guiding Spiritual Power, let alone Xiao Xian.
"I really do have a thod, but if I manage to save Uncle Yu, you must help find out what exactly happened back then. I don’t believe my grandfather would sell toxic tobacco," Xiao Xian confidently walked over to Pharmacist Huang’s side and picked up a gold needle.
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