Chapter 118: Done in One Minute! (Fourth Update)
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“Oh, I saw you yesterday,” Huang Xiaolong said casually.
Such an attitude, in the eyes of others, seed sowhat arrogant.
Disrespectful, considering only himself of any importance.
Unable to bear it, Qian Gang retorted angrily. “Peasant! What’s with the attitude? Do you have any idea about Old Master Fang’s status in our Binhai traditional Chinese dicine community?”
“Qian Gang, shut up!” Old Master Fang coldly scolded him, then surprisingly, he started to bow down to Huang Xiaolong with big nods. “I didn’t expect Master Huang to rember , I’m so honored! So honored!”
This situation beca more and more bizarre.
Huang Xiaolong barely rembered Old Master Fang, yet the latter had a face full of sincere happiness and honor, just like a grade schooler being praised by his teacher.
“Shanshan, what… what kind of person is this Little Huang? 1…1 think he…
might be not ordinary,” Mother Wu said, her face full of astonishnt.
“Well… He… He’s a very capable guy… Mom, don’t just judge him by his peasant outfit, it’s all deception, he…he’s really sothing,” Wu Shanshan explained.
“Well, if he’s capable, that’s great. I trust your judgent,” Mother Wu patted Wu Shanshan’s shoulder.
“Mom, what do you an?” Wu Shanshan was a bit puzzled.
“No worries, I’m experienced, I understand. Quickly, let Little Huang have a look at your father,” Mother Wu hastily advised.
“Huang Xiaolong, co with inside and take a look at my father,” Wu Shanshan also didn’t hesitate, urging Huang Xiaolong right away.
“Alright,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile as he walked towards the master bedroom.
“No way!” Qian Gang objected fiercely. “How can we let this peasant examine Uncle Wu? Isn’t this ridiculous? No, we can’t!”
“Qian Gang, get out of here!” Old Master Fang, finally having had enough, beca all tense.
“This… this…” Qian Gang didn’t dare to say anything more.
He couldn’t afford to offend Old Master Fang!
Old Master Fang, being the leading figure in the Binhai traditional Chinese dicine community, having treated countless people in his lifeti, was a man with broad connections. Piss him off, and a single word from him would make Qian Gang wish he had never been born.
“I take back what I said earlier. In Binhai, if there’s a doctor who can save the patient’s legs, then there is only one person, that is— Master Huang!” Old Master Fang said with a convinced look at Huang Xiaolong.
“Haha, let’s go in and have a look first,” Huang Xiaolong casually walked into the master bedroom. Master Fang followed him like a servant.
Mother and daughter Wu followed in silence. They never expected Old Master
Fang to think so highly of Huang Xiaolong. This gave them a glimr of hope.
“Humph! Little farr, I don’t believe you can cure Uncle Wu! I’ll see how you keep acting!” Qian Gang followed them in with a venomous face.
In the master bedroom.
A middle-aged man lay on the bed, robust in shape, yet his face was rather thin, with high cheekbones. His legs stretched out on the bed, his expression a mix of helplessness, pain, and despair.
In short, he was a middle-aged man tornted by illness, provoking sorrow in anyone who looked at him.
“Dad!” Wu Shanshan whimpered.
“Girl… sigh…” The middle-aged man heaved a sigh, with tears glistening in his eyes.
He looked so determined by his appearance, soone with life tenacity, who could usually stand tall and face life without wimpering.
But do n shed tears? Yes, but only when their hearts are truly broken…
“Girl, I’m sorry, both to you and your mother… You’ve suffered because of ,” the middle-aged man said in dismay.
“Dad, you mustn’t give up! I’ve found you a doctor!” Wu Shanshan looked at Huang Xiaolong with pleading eyes. “Huang Xiaolong, please take a look at my father! I beg you!”
For soone with Wu Shanshan’s temperant to say “beg” was enough to show her anxiety, she seed to be clutching at straws.
“Little Huang, please, I beg you!” Mother Wu also tearfully looked at Huang Xiaolong.
“Okay… Uncle, don’t worry,” Huang Xiaolong looked very relaxed while addressing the middle-aged man.
“You must be Little Huang. I heard you talking outside just now,” Uncle Wu looked at Huang Xiaolong with a friendly face. “Can you give it a try, treat a hopeless case as if it still had hope. Whether it succeeds or not, I am grateful.”
From Uncle Wu’s tone, he didn’s seem to hold much hope for Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong just looked too young, fresh-faced. Uncle Wu had consulted many old doctors, gone to big hospitals, and spent hundreds of thousands without any improvent.
To put it bluntly, could a man in his early twenties fix that?
Uncle Wu was wearing shorts, his legs were exposed, Huang Xiaolong observed for a few seconds.
His legs didn’t appear swollen, they didn’t even have any bruise marks, and they looked just like those of a normal person.
Except, unexplainably, they lost their sensation as if paralyzed.
“Hmm… Uncle, a snake bit your leg, but the venom seems to have been expelled from your body,” Huang Xiaolong said with confidence. “Later, Uncle, you went to a Chinese dicine practitioner for acupuncture. The problem lies there.”
“Master Huang, what do you an?” asked Old Master Fang with an expression as if he was pondering sothing but wasn’t sure if he had the right idea.
“The acupuncture went wrong, it blocked so of the ridians and acupuncture points on Uncle’s leg,” Huang Xiaolong explained with a smile. “The Chinese dicine practitioners used acupuncture to drive the snake venom out of Uncle’s body, but they’ve left so lock-like seals on so significant acupuncture points on his legs. Of course, they didn’t do it deliberately, it was just their lack of skill. To restore the freedom of movent in Uncle’s legs, all it takes is to unlock those seals so that the blocked acupoints can be unblocked and blood circulation can return to normal.”
“Master Huang, how to unlock?” asked Old Master Fang with a desperate look on his face.
“Just a special massage technique will do, it’s simple, it takes one minute,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.
“One minute?” Qian Gang exclaid dramatically. “Such bragging indeed! An issue that even Old Master Fang and the big hospitals couldn’t solve, you can in one minute? Ha ha ha ha… Can you make Uncle Wu stand up in a minute?”
“Qian Gang, if you say one more useless word, I won’t be polite!” Old Master Fang glared at Qian Gang, his face fierce. “In Binhai, and even across the country, the world… In the field of Chinese dicine, no one can question Master Huang! Master Huang is a god of Chinese dicine!”
As he spoke, Old Master Fang’s face showed worship, as if he was eting his deified god!
“Alright, Uncle Wu, just relax, ” Huang Xiaolong rubbed his hands together and walked to the bedside.
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