Lin Wushuang dared not continue speaking with Chen Tianlong, quickly pursed her lips, and turned away, no longer talking to him.
After a twenty-minute journey, they finally arrived at Li’s House. Initially, Elder Li had been planning to go out, but unexpectedly, his condition worsened after just two days.
In a moment of desperation, Elder Li had to consume some of Chen Tianlong’s medicine, reluctantly stabilizing his condition for about three days.
However, the good times didn’t last. This afternoon, as Elder Li was preparing to be discharged, he felt unwell as soon as he got out of bed and nearly fell. After further examination at the hospital, his condition was found to have worsened again, leaving him no choice but to think of Chen Tianlong.
He felt that Chen Tianlong’s medicine was indeed effective, pulling him back from the brink. However, it didn’t completely cure his illness. Remembering Chen Tianlong’s previous words, he called Lin Wushuang.
The two stood once again at the Li Family’s doorstep, where the woman was no longer present, leaving only two security guards. Elder Hao had instructed them that someone would be visiting soon, allowing passage.
Thus, when the security saw Chen Tianlong and Lin Wushuang, they recognized them as esteemed guests.
"Please, come in. Elder Li is already waiting."
Chen Tianlong said nothing, but Lin Wushuang nodded slightly.
Two minutes later, the two were at the door of Elder Li’s ward. Lin Wushuang knocked, and Zhang Cuishan came to open it.
Chen Tianlong glanced inside the room; apart from a doctor, there was only the housekeeper Zhang Cuishan and Elder Li.
"Brother Chen Tianlong, you’ve finally arrived. Come, sit by my bedside."
This time, Elder Li was very respectful, possibly realizing Chen Tianlong’s capabilities, showing more friendliness.
Chen Tianlong frowned — he hadn’t intended to go over, but Lin Wushuang gently pushed him, bringing him to his senses. With a slight smile, he went over.
"Elder Li, how are you feeling now? Would you share your situation with me?"
Having promised Lin Wushuang, regardless of his annoyance, Chen Tianlong had to put on a brave smile and get the job done first.
"Right now, I feel entirely weak, dizzy, as if all my strength has been drained. It feels like my cells have entered hibernation, not wanting to move at all."
Elder Li expressed how he felt.
Chen Tianlong replied, taking out a row of items from his waist pouch and spreading them on the bed, causing the nearby doctor and Zhang Cuishan to be taken aback.
Weren’t those legendary silver needles?
Was this guy planning to perform acupuncture on Elder Li?
"Chen Tianlong, what are you up to?" Lin Wushuang quickly asked upon seeing the situation.
She had invited him, so she needed to be sure. If he accidentally caused Elder Li’s demise, that would be a huge crime.
"Haha, of course, I’m treating the illness. Otherwise, why would I be here!"
Chen Tianlong smiled at Lin Wushuang and continued saying, "Don’t worry. Trust me."
Lin Wushuang looked at Chen Tianlong confidently and nodded vigorously, nervously standing aside.
Suddenly, the attending physician couldn’t hold back anymore, having used so much high-tech without curing Elder Li. But this kid thought a few broken silver needles could do the trick.
"Oh? Is there a problem?"
Chen Tianlong looked up at the doctor nonchalantly and then continued with his work.
"Do you know who Elder Li is? Sticking those needles haphazardly, if anything happens, you could lose your head, you know?"
The doctor threatened.
"Elder Li, could you get rid of this annoying fly? It’s irritating me."
Chen Tianlong said impatiently.
Elder Li was instantly embarrassed, and Qi Lianshan also seemed a bit at a loss. This doctor was Elder Li’s attending physician and had been with him for a while; offending him wasn’t wise. Yet, if not following Chen Tianlong’s instructions, would he get angry and leave?
"Dr. Chen, you should step outside. I’ll handle this."
Elder Li waved his hand. This was his last chance; these doctors couldn’t cure him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have stayed in bed for a month without improvement; rather, it got worse.
Dr. Chen was inwardly swearing but had no choice; Elder Li had spoken, so he had to swallow his anger and leave.
Chen Tianlong gave a bitter smile, then began drawing out the silver needles. He quickly burned them with a lighter, presumably for sterilization.
"Alright, the fly is gone. Let’s begin treating the illness." Chen Tianlong looked up at Elder Li and continued, "Take off your shirt, and I will give you acupuncture!"
"Acupuncture? Brother Chen Tianlong, are you really going to give me acupuncture?" Elder Li doubted whether this approach would be effective.
"You don’t trust me?"
Chen Tianlong asked calmly.
At this point, Lin Wushuang couldn’t stay silent; if Elder Li made any more provocative remarks, knowing his personality, Lin Wushuang thought Chen Tianlong might take back his needles and leave.
"Elder Li, I trust Chen Tianlong. If he says he can do it, then he definitely can."
Lin Wushuang said firmly.
Elder Li was first taken aback, then nodded, and took off his shirt. Lin Wushuang initially closed her eyes but figured it was just an elderly man; seeing him wasn’t a big deal, so she opened her eyes.
At this moment, Chen Tianlong’s silver needles were already in action, inserted into Elder Li’s head, neck, waist, and chest acupoints. He then took a deep breath, settling his Qi into his Dantian.
Next, Chen Tianlong held his hands over each silver needle for a while. To others, it looked merely like a simple touch lasting a few seconds. In truth, Chen Tianlong had completed the most crucial action — injecting powerful Qi.
Based on Elder Li’s description, Chen Tianlong had a rough understanding; the medicine he previously gave contained his powerful Qi energy. However, using the stomach to absorb it couldn’t be one hundred percent effective.
Directly using silver needles to infiltrate these powerful Qi into the bone marrow and meridians changes the results significantly.
The whole process took about fifteen minutes.
As Chen Tianlong pulled out the last silver needle and stored it in his waist pouch, the acupuncture concluded.
"Alright, Wushuang, let’s go home and sleep."
Chen Tianlong stood up, speaking to Lin Wushuang.
"Huh? Elder Li’s illness..."
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Hearing Chen Tianlong’s words, Elder Li couldn’t help but gasp, having battled a month-long illness and nearly dying, apparently resolved in mere moments by Chen Tianlong, who even boasted he’d be up and about by tomorrow.
Is this true, or just an exaggeration?
"Elder Li, we’ll take our leave. We have classes tomorrow, after all."
Chen Tianlong smiled faintly, perceiving Elder Li’s emotions.