The young man stopped quickly. Someone had already quickly brought a rattan chair over. Several people carefully placed the old man on the chair and sat him down.

The old man sat there, leaning back in his chair, his face looking extremely ugly. He looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, unable to speak anymore, and just tried to point at his chest with his finger.

The white-haired old man is Fang Zhihui's grandfather, Fang Libai, a famous old Chinese medicine doctor in Sijiu City. Because he has been studying medicine since he was young and has superb medical skills, he has a very high reputation in Sijiu City. Many dignitaries often come to him to see patients and practice medicine.

Fang Libai looked at the old man's condition and knew that the situation was serious, so he stopped asking questions and quickly put his fingers on the old man's wrist.

Zhou Zhennan, who was standing next to him, quickly introduced the old man's condition to him: "Mr. Fang, my dad was in good spirits today. He practiced Tai Chi in the yard this morning and asked Xiaobai to come over to play chess with him. But before the game was over, his face suddenly became strange and he couldn't speak. He just pointed at his chest. Xiaobai called me when he saw that something was wrong. I guessed that he had an old illness again, so I asked Xiaobai to take him here directly, and I hurried over. You know, my dad's old illness can't be cured anywhere else, only you..."

At this time, Fang Libai had already let go of Mr. Zhou's wrist, his expression became more serious, and he hesitated for a moment before saying: "Zhennan, I'm afraid I can't do anything this time. You should take Mr. Zhou to the military hospital or the capital hospital for a check-up."

Zhou Zhennan's expression suddenly changed: "Mr. Fang, this..."

The girl who had been guarding Mr. Zhou was already anxious. She knelt down in front of Fang Libai and said, "Grandpa Fang, please save my grandpa. The doctors at the Capital Hospital can't cure my grandpa's illness at all. If you don't care, then my grandpa will..."

Fang Libai stood up quickly: "Little Bai, get up quickly, what are you doing? Hey, what is the relationship between me and your grandfather? If I had this ability, would I just stand by and watch? But..."

He looked at Zhou Zhennan and shook his head in embarrassment: "Your father's condition this time is far worse than before. I have no way..." He stopped here, and the meaning was very clear, he was powerless.

Zhou Zhennan saw his expression and understood the seriousness of his father's illness, but he had no choice. His father had suffered from the disease several times before, and the doctors in various hospitals in the capital were helpless. Only at Mr. Fang's place did he receive treatment.

And now, even Fang Libai said that there was nothing he could do. Could it be that his father was really in danger this time?

Just when everyone was at a loss as to what to do, a strange voice suddenly sounded beside them: "Mr. Fang, although this old man's heart muscle seems to be seriously insufficiently supplied with blood, causing his heart to beat slowly or even stop beating, if we use silver needles to stimulate his Tanzhong, Jiquan, and Shenfeng acupoints, it can still relieve the symptoms and dredge the blood supply to the myocardium."

Fang Libai was stunned and quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

The others were also a little surprised and looked over as well.

There were two people standing next to me, a man and a woman. The woman was charming and had a special flavor. The man was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked a little thin, but in good spirits.

Fang Libai was slightly stunned: "Who are you two...?"

Fang Zhihui quickly scolded: "Nonsense, my grandfather is here, do you have the right to talk nonsense? Hurry up and leave!"

Of course, the person who spoke was Yang Chong. He was just about to leave here with Chen Xueru, but when he saw this scene just now, he couldn't help but stop and take a few more glances.

Before Yang Chong could speak, Fang Libai raised his hand and asked Fang Zhihui: "Zhihui, who is this...?"

Fang Zhihui quickly replied: "Grandpa, this is Xueru, I told you."

Fang Libai interrupted him: "I'm talking about this gentleman."

Fang Zhihui glared at Yang Chong and said, "Grandpa, he came here with Xueru. He said that there were two herbs missing from a prescription and they couldn't be bought anywhere else. He wanted to try his luck at our house. Xueru was kind-hearted and brought him here. But I didn't know he was so ignorant that he dared to show off in front of you. Grandpa, I'm going to chase him away right now."

Then he glared at Yang Chong and said, "You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. You have learned a little bit and you dare to show off everywhere. You don't even know where you are."

He did not forget to explain to Chen Xueru: "Xueru, don't mind it. I'm not offending you. He just doesn't know how to behave. Is our Fang family a place where anyone can show off his medical skills?"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Libai waved his hand: "Okay, stop talking."

Fang Zhihui quickly shut up, and Fang Libai didn't say anything else. Instead, he frowned and lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

Seeing this, the people from the Zhou family looked at him nervously and dared not say a word.

Chen Xueru quickly pulled Yang Chong and signaled him to leave quickly and not to cause any unpleasantness.

Yang Chong shook his head and did not intend to leave. He believed in his medical skills, or to be more precise, he believed in the system.

Would a time traveler with a system be afraid of being questioned by others?

Fang Libai lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked up at Yang Chong: "Young man, these three acupoints, Tanzhong, Jiquan and Shenfeng, can indeed stimulate the myocardium and promote blood supply. However, throughout history, medical books have always only mentioned stimulating one of the acupoints, or at most two. There has never been a precedent for stimulating all three acupoints at the same time. Moreover, it is mentioned in the New People's Essential Techniques that if these three acupoints are unblocked at the same time, there will be a risk of blood gushing out. What if..."

Yang Chong smiled and said, "Just because our ancestors didn't use it doesn't mean it can't be used. All experience is accumulated after trying. And Mr. Zhou's condition looks very serious. Ordinary treatments can hardly stimulate the pain points. We must use some unconventional methods to make it effective."

Fang Libai said: "But unproven treatments often carry unpredictable risks, and Mr. Zhou is old and frail, and can no longer afford any risks. If there is even the slightest mistake, it could be..."

Although the following words were not finished, the meaning was very clear.

Yang Chong smiled: "Although Mr. Zhou is old, his body is not necessarily weak. It's just that some acupuncture points are blocked, which causes insufficient blood supply, affecting the myocardial function. In fact, I think many of his organs are still functioning normally. He must be very careful about dietary supplements."

Zhou Zhennan beside him nodded repeatedly: "This little brother is right. My father usually pays attention to health and nutrition. He is very particular about the combination of diet. He is in good health. He often goes to the park and the lake to practice Tai Chi, and even plays basketball with the guards."

Then he carefully asked Fang Libai: "Mr. Fang, can we try the method this young brother suggested?"

Fang Libai was still a little hesitant: "What you said does make sense, little brother, but..." The implication was that no doctor would dare to use a treatment method that had never been used before because they would have to bear the consequences.

At this moment, Mr. Zhou suddenly convulsed, his face turned pale, and he looked very scary.

Zhou Xiaobai was so scared that he grabbed his hand and shouted: "Grandpa, Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

Zhou Zhennan was anxious and gritted his teeth: "Little brother, my father is critically ill, please help him."

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