Chapter 42: Administering Treatment
"Wait a moment, young man, I was disrespectful earlier. Please stay!" Li Hongliang finally realized this was an expert, disregarding his condition, he directly got off the bed.
"Sir Li..."
"Old master..."
Seeing this, everyone hurriedly gathered around. At this moment, Lin Wushuang quickly ran to Chen Tianlong and pleaded, "I’m sorry, Tianlong. Please give my apologies to Elder Li. I’m begging you, please help him."
Taking a deep breath, the young miss had spoken, how could he refuse to help?
"Don’t worry, I had you run with the purpose of draining the temporary energy accumulated in you due to the brief surge before death. If you experience any issues after running a few laps, it proves what I said is correct. Even if problems arise, I promise to cure you."
Chen Tianlong continued, "But if you don’t run and don’t trust my words, then I truly have no way to help. You choose!"
Upon hearing this, Li Hongliang gritted his teeth and started running laps around the room.
This room was different from regular ones; it was called a presidential suite, measuring over 120 square meters, making each lap about 20 meters.
Naturally, everyone was dumbfounded. The doctor, seeing Elder Li’s actions, left angrily, thinking Elder Li had been fooled, still unaware.
Indeed, Elder Li had not yet run ten laps, which was less than 200 meters, and already his complexion turned pale. He soon felt unwell, reverting to the sickly state he had before.
For a normal person, running slowly like this for 200 meters shouldn’t cause such a condition. Even if tired, recovery should be quick, yet Elder Li remained weak afterward.
"Old master, are you alright?" Zhang Cuishan realized something was wrong and hurried over to support him.
"Old man, are you okay?" Feng Niang also came over, and Lin Wushuang turned pale with shock, joining them silently.
However, Li Hongliang ignored them, instead raising his head to look at Chen Tianlong and said, "Ah, young brother was right. It really is a brief surge before death. Now I feel my condition worsening as if every cell is drained of energy. My limbs are starting to feel numb, gradually losing sensation."
"That’s correct!"
Chen Tianlong smiled faintly, quickly approached, and said to the people in front, "Everyone, would you mind stepping aside? I’d like to treat the patient!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Cuishan and Feng Niang quickly moved away, even Elder Li felt Chen Tianlong was right, so they dared not delay. Chen Tianlong respectfully helped Elder Li onto the bed, since Elder Li had started trusting him, and found the old man’s character rather good.
"Old sir, just do as I instruct later, no need to worry much. I’m ten-times confident in curing this illness," Chen Tianlong said calmly.
Elder Li nodded and lay down.
Chen Tianlong took out a cloth from his pocket and unfolded it, revealing a row of silver needles, totaling nine.
This was the acupuncture technique taught by his master, practiced with miraculous proficiency. Elder Li’s illness was diagnosed as energy deficiency, specifically the loss of Yang Qi. If not replenished urgently, he might die within three days.
The reason Chen Tianlong used silver needles was because Li Hongliang’s condition was not just a lack of Yang Qi in the body, but also a deficiency in the meridians and even cells, completely in a lifeless state.
Only through acupuncture techniques, Yang Qi in the body could be transformed and condensed into the silver needles, and then transmitted through the meridians to cure the illness fundamentally.
To be honest, while Chen Tianlong had confidence in curing, he wasn’t confident in completely eliminating the problem, as he still didn’t know if Elder Li had any hidden ailments. If caused by hidden ailments, it could be an endless pit.
Chen Tianlong held three silver needles in each hand, without immediately applying them to Elder Li, instead sitting on the bed, closing his eyes, initiating the Heart Method.
The room fell silent again, everyone unsure of Chen Tianlong’s actions.
What the heck!
Is this kid sleeping?
Zhang Cuishan started doubting again. As Li Hongliang’s steward, he couldn’t just watch Chen Tianlong mess around here.
"Ahem... Chen Tianlong, what are you doing?" Zhang Cuishan finally voiced everyone’s suspicion.
"Shh... I’m preparing for treatment." Chen Tianlong didn’t open his eyes but gestured not to disturb him, continuing to practice the Heart Method.
Everyone gasped, having questions they couldn’t ask, indeed feeling puzzled.
Thus, a few stood there, watching Chen Tianlong sit motionlessly for over ten minutes, until Elder Li’s wife couldn’t hold back, "Young man, if you don’t know how to treat, you can directly tell grandma. Grandma won’t blame you."
"Indeed, Chen Tianlong, if you don’t know, don’t pretend you do. Though you’re skilled in martial arts, this is about treatment, unrelated to your skills!" Zhang Cuishan also advised.
Lin Wushuang, on the other hand, always believed in Chen Tianlong. Though this guy was sometimes unreliable, half-hearted, barely serious, he seemed meticulous when seriously doing things.
"Five more minutes will do." Chen Tianlong seemed to endure pain, quickly uttering a sentence, then returned to the original posture.
At this point, Zhang Cuishan noticed something unusual about Chen Tianlong, as his complexion was pale, sweat dripped from his forehead. The silver needles in his hand began to turn from silver to slightly golden.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, Chen Tianlong suddenly opened his eyes, then approached Elder Li, bent down, and inserted three needles in his chest, one in the head, the remaining two in the area three inches below the knee and two inches behind the elbow. This was to ensure all major parts of the body received enough Yang Qi from the needles.
Is this enough?
Absolutely not, after completing this, Chen Tianlong sat beside Elder Li, then took one of his palms, held his pulse gate...
In the next moment, an invisible True Qi flowed into Elder Li, more accurately, it entered all his meridians.
Li Hongliang clearly felt a surge of energy rapidly swirling throughout his body, initially startled, but seeing Chen Tianlong smiling at him, he relaxed.
Indeed. After about ten minutes, Chen Tianlong wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up, and calmly said, "Okay, now you can run ten laps without issue."
"This..."
Li Hongliang clearly doubted, but seeing Lin Wushuang walking over with a smile, seemingly fully supporting Chen Tianlong, he withheld his words.
Thinking for a moment, Elder Li got out of bed, cautiously walked a few steps, suddenly found himself light as a swallow, filled with vigor.