Volume One, Chapter 15: Astonishing Medical Skill!

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Ye Yun cared not a whit about what others thought.
“Old master, riding on your prestige, he’s just indulging himself.”
“Now, I’ll give you a hand.”
Hmm?
That sudden remark left Wu Tianshun utterly confused.
The others wore expressions of displeasure.
That brat was using the old master’s influence like a tiger borrowing a tiger’s might—already intolerable.
Now he claimed he wanted to help as well?
Did he really think he was insignificant?
Director Zhang Degui snorted coldly, “Young man, if you don’t know how to speak, best say less.”
“The old master is here on serious business, not to entertain your nonsense.”
Wu Tianshun nodded, “Young friend, I do have important matters here. Farewell!”
Ye Yun smiled, “I only spoke up because I knew, Old Wu, you have pressing business.”
“If I’m not mistaken, you came to the hospital to visit a critical patient.”
“And that patient’s condition hasn’t improved!”
At these words, Wu Tianshun’s steps immediately faltered.
He said in surprise, “Indeed, I came to see my family, but the prognosis is grim.”
“But how do you know this?”
Zhang Degui sneered, “Old Wu, someone as renowned as you always has flatterers around, scheming for your favor.”
“Clearly, this person must be one of them!”
Wu Tianshun shook his head, “No.”
“Besides, I trust this young man’s character.”
“Also, my son has been secretly treated here at your hospital; few know this.”
Ye Yun suddenly realized, “So, it’s your son who is ill.”
“No wonder, Old Wu, you seem vigorous but your brow is full of worry.”
Wu Tianshun smiled bitterly, “I’ve lived a life of freedom and adventure.”
“Though my life is mostly fulfilled, my son’s misfortune weighs heavily.”
“He’s been paralyzed on one side for three years.”
“I’ve sought out the best doctors nearby, but to no avail.”
Ye Yun said, “Perhaps I can give it a try.”
Wu Tianshun raised an eyebrow, “Young friend, do you understand medicine?”
Ye Yun replied calmly, “A little.”
Zhang Degui quickly interjected, “Old Wu, this kid is obviously a fraud.”
“He’s been using your name to confront the Su family.”
“Now he wants to act in front of you—don’t let him fool you.”
Wu Tianshun hesitated briefly.
Ye Yun said casually, “They say a doctor should not knock on doors uninvited, so I shouldn’t have brought this up.”
“But since you stepped forward for me just now, I don’t like owing favors.”
“I suspect your son’s paralysis is caused by a skilled adversary’s injury.”
This simple statement changed Wu Tianshun’s expression dramatically.
“You… young friend, you actually know this?”
Ye Yun smiled silently.
Having spoken so plainly, if Wu Tianshun still didn’t trust him, there was no point.
After a moment’s hesitation, Wu Tianshun gritted his teeth, “Young friend Ye Yun, if you truly can heal my son,”
“I, Wu Tianshun, will stand with you through life and death.”
“In Jiangnan City, whatever you need, you have only to command.”
Ye Yun shook his head, “No need. I only wish to repay your kindness. Lead the way.”
Zhang Degui was aghast, “Old Wu, Wu Shao has always been under our hospital’s care, how can you…”
Wu Tianshun cut him off coldly, “Director Zhang, I’ve spent nearly 100 million here over three years.”
“But my son has shown no improvement.”
“In that case, say no more. I don’t want to make things difficult for either side.”
Zhang Degui immediately fell silent.
His gaze toward Ye Yun was icy.
This unknown fool dared to attempt healing Wu Tianshun’s son?
Hmph, if the boy could be saved, it wouldn’t have dragged on three years.
A man doomed to die—he wanted to see how this fool named Ye Yun would perform.
Susan did not follow, choosing to leave alone.
Wu Tianshun’s only son, Wu Pengfei, lay pale and motionless in the intensive care unit.
Around him, renowned doctors and nurses kept watch twenty-four hours.
For this only son, Wu Tianshun, a major figure in the antique world, had spared no expense.
“What? Old Wu, you’re letting some fringe charlatan treat Wu Shao? This is madness.”
“We’ve invited countless experts and international specialists, all helpless. What qualifications does this man have to treat Wu Shao?”
“Old Wu, you mustn’t be deceived. My advice is to throw him out immediately.”
After Zhang Degui cynically spread the news of Ye Yun’s intention to treat Wu Pengfei,
all the eminent doctors present scoffed with disdain.
Zhang Degui chuckled, “Old Wu, you see, it’s not just me.”

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“It’s the top medical experts of Jiangnan City here—all agree this man is utterly unqualified.”
Wu Tianshun looked at Ye Yun, “Young friend, do you have a solution?”
Ye Yun’s face was calm, “Simple.”
He pulled back the covers on Wu Pengfei and began his examination.
Zhang Degui and the others sneered derisively,
thinking Ye Yun was putting on airs, waiting for a spectacle.
“Old Wu, you said you spent about 100 million on treatment for Wu Shao?”
Ye Yun suddenly asked after finishing the exam.
Wu Tianshun replied, “Yes, my son has been under Director Zhang’s care, with the highest level of nursing.”
“Three years, and the cost has topped 100 million.”
Ye Yun was speechless, “100 million? Haha, Director Zhang, your hospital truly takes everything and gives nothing back.”
Zhang Degui flew into a rage, pointing at Ye Yun, “You brat, don’t slander us here.”
“Do you know how expensive Wu Shao’s care is?”
“The equipment we use is the most advanced internationally.”
“And the nursing team consists of our hospital’s top doctors and nurses.”
Other experts and doctors also angrily berated Ye Yun.
Ye Yun sneered, “Such advanced international equipment, such a top medical team.”
“Thankfully, Old Wu is wealthy; otherwise, common folk would be drained dry by you quacks.”
With that, Ye Yun’s fingers began to rapidly tap on Wu Pengfei’s paralyzed lower body.
Each point struck precisely on Wu Pengfei’s long-stiffened acupoints.
Then Ye Yun silently started to perform massage and manipulation techniques.
An elderly Chinese medicine doctor’s eyelid twitched, exclaiming, “Acupoint pressing and pulse manipulation? You actually know such ancient methods?”
Ye Yun glanced at him, “Looks like not all of you here are useless.”
The old doctor’s white beard trembled with anger, “Rascal, don’t think you can swagger here just because you know a little.”
“Trying to heal Wu Shao’s necrotic lower meridians with this ancient technique is pure fantasy.”
Ye Yun smiled disdainfully.
His hands moved again, changing technique.

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