Chapter 13: At a Glance

to this"Liu Quan was first taken aback, then chuckled and said, "I came last That's impossible!""Ye Bufan said, 'I'm just saying if, after all, the rules are the rules.'"Liu Quan smiled disdainfully....Gao Haisheng shouted: “In the field of cardiology, I am the authority! I am the expert! I can confidently tell you that no one can cure Mr. He's illness.”

"That expert title of yours doesn't amount to a hair in my eyes," Ye Bufan said. "I can also assure you that what Western medicine can't cure, Traditional Chinese medicine can, and what you can't cure, I can!"

Gao Haigeng burst into laughter after hearing this, and said with disdain: "Joke, what a joke! This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!"

If traditional Chinese medicine can cure diseases, then a sow could climb a tree!

Hearing this guy slander traditional Chinese medicine again, Ye Bufan frowned: "Dare you make a bet with me If I can cure Mr. He's illness, you will publicly apologize to traditional Chinese medicine across all of China."

If I lose, this check is yours.

He said, pulling out a million-dollar check he had just received from the Hundred Herbs Hall.

Gao Haisheng shook his head and said, "Elder He is already seriously ill. This kind of bet has no meaning."

Being repeatedly questioned about his medical skills by a young man in his twenties, Gao Haisheng also became somewhat angry, "Since you are so arrogant, then I will give you some lessons."

Isn't this just a bet If I lose, not only will I publicly apologize to traditional Chinese medicine in authoritative publications across China, but I'll also give you 1 million.

"It's settled then." After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he turned around and handed the check in his hand to He Tianqi. "Please do us the honor of being a witness, Mr. He."

As he was about to walk toward He Changqing's bedside, He Shuangshuang darted forward, blocking his path. "Stop! You're not allowed to touch my grandfather. He's not a tool for your bet."

Ye Bufan frowned and said, "I'm here to cure your grandfather."

He Shuangshuang stubbornly said, "No need, I don't believe you. I will contact the experts from the World Medical Association again for my grandfather's illness."

Cao Xinghua stepped forward and said, "Shuangshuang, Xiao Ye is indeed a very good TCM doctor. Please believe him."

He Shuangshuang said, "Grandpa Cao, I only believe in you when it comes to traditional Chinese medicine. If even you can't cure a disease, then no one can."

Since he had already made a bet, Ye Bufan naturally couldn't give up halfway. To make this stubborn little girl believe him, he said: “What do you think about this”

"First, I'll make a diagnosis for Lao He. If the diagnosis is correct, you let me through. If it's wrong, I'll turn around and leave."

He Shuangshuang said, "My grandfather is seriously ill now. You can't touch him."

"No problem, what Chinese medicine emphasizes is looking, listening, asking, and touching. Through observation, I can also determine the condition."

Ye Bufan already knew about He Changqing's condition. He said, "When the old man was young, he was shot in his left lung. Although the injury wasn't serious, because of improper recuperation afterward, his recovery wasn't very good."

In recent years, the elder has frequently consumed alcohol, and coupled with catching a cold, his lung condition has worsened.

He Shuangshuang's expression changed, she didn't expect the other party to say it exactly the same as her grandfather.

But she still stubbornly said, "Don't talk nonsense, just tell me about her current condition"

“The condition is now severe, with thickening of the pulmonary parenchyma, blunting of the left costophrenic angle, pleural thickening and adhesion on the right side, and effusion present.”

The left upper lung has old tuberculosis, with limited activity and atrophy of the lobes. Most importantly, there is marked fibrosis in the lungs...

After he said that, even Gao Haisheng's expression changed, though he still held the test report in his hand.

He never would have guessed that the young man's words would match his precise instrument readings exactly.

He Shuangshuang was shocked, then her heart moved. She said, "I understand, Grandpa Cao must have told you about my grandfather's condition before, that's why you know so much."

Ye Bufan stopped Cao Xinghua, who was about to defend himself, and said with a smile: "Since you don't believe it, let's change the way. Tell me about your physical condition."

He gave He Shuangshuang a once-over, a playful smirk on his face: "Your overall physical condition is pretty good. You started practicing martial arts from a young age. There's a scar on your right leg and your left arm has been injured. It aches when it rains on gloomy days."

My left chest has been feeling uncomfortable recently, with a lump inside. It seems to be a symptom of an overgrowth.

"And because you've been practicing martial arts these past few years, your body hasn't been well taken care of, resulting in cold air accumulating inside you and leading to painful menstruation. Just two hours ago, it flared up again..."

"You... shut your mouth!"

Although Ye Shuangshuang is extremely forthright and has a personality similar to that of a boy, as a woman, being publicly exposed about her private matters, she still couldn't keep her face.

At the same time, she was shocked to her core. If Grandpa's condition could still be what Cao Xinghua told Ye Bufan, then her own privacy had never been told to anyone, so how did this person know

Both He Tianqi and Gao Haisheng were astonished, their mouths agape. Although they were unaware of Ye Shuangshuang's actual condition, her reaction seemed to confirm what Ye Bufan had said.

The ability to see through someone at a glance, to know their situation so clearly, is beyond human imagination. Could it be that he has an X-ray machine in his eyes

Only Cao Xinghua remained relatively calm. He wasn't too surprised, after all, how could the inheritor of the Returning Soul Nine Needles be ordinary!

Seeing He Shuangshuang's stunned expression, Ye Bufan merely smiled faintly and ignored her. He walked past her to the bedside and took out his silver needles to treat He Changqing.

He pricked the needles with amazing speed, stabbing dozens into He Changqing's chest in the blink of an eye.

After the silver needle is inserted, the needle tail begins to tremble incessantly, as if it were powered by a motor, never stopping for a moment.

"Nine Needles to Resurrect the Soul, this is truly the technique of Nine Needles to Resurrect the Soul, Old He has a chance this time!"

Cao Xinghua had been watching from the side. He wouldn't use the Nine Needles to Revive the Soul, but he had read quite a lot about it and immediately judged that Ye Bufan was using this acupuncture technique.

He was still a little hesitant before, but now he is completely convinced.

At the same time, he was so excited that he couldn't contain himself. To be able to see this legendary acupuncture technique in his lifetime, even if he died, there would be no regrets.

Seeing Cao's reaction, He Tianqi asked in surprise: "Uncle Cao, is there something special about this Nine Needles to Return the Soul"

Cao Xinghua calmed his excited emotions and said, "The Returning Soul Nine Needles is the supreme acupuncture technique recorded in ancient Chinese medical texts. It is not an exaggeration to call it the divine needle."

It encompasses the quintessence of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture. The Nine Needles represent nine distinct acupuncture techniques, encompassing nourishing qi, strengthening muscles, invigorating bones, opening meridians…reshaping the body and reviving the soul.

Legend has it that encountering the nine needles of returning the soul can revive even the dead, with the poetic descriptions of "returning from death" and "impermanence weeping."

Hearing Cao Xinghua speak so magically, He Tianqi excitedly cried out, "Is that true Doesn't that mean my father's illness is curable"

"Is that so amazing"

Coming back to her senses, He Shuangshuang only muttered softly. She felt Cao Xinghua was exaggerating, but deep down she still hoped that her grandfather could be cured.

So she didn't say much, and watched intently as Ye Bufan performed the Nine Needles of Returning Soul.extremely difficult. That's why I'm asking the Head Butler for your help.That woman looked at him again, her eyes suddenly becoming incredibly sharp, as if they could see right through him.Is everythi...