"Ah, old man, it’s... it’s moving up." Luu Shouwang’s spouse was ecstatic, "It can move now, that’s great, it can move."
Luu Nian was also overwhelmed with joy, looking at her father she said, "Dad, try again, was I just seeing things?"
Luu Shouwang himself was very excited.
You see, three years ago after he had a stroke, there was a time when he was completely bedridden.
Over the past few years, under Li Xuantong’s meticulous treatment, his upper body gradually regained sensation, and his hands had recovered as usual, only his legs still couldn’t move.
Recently, during the acupuncture sessions with Li Xuantong, he could feel his leg tendons slightly warm up, slowly regaining some sensation.
But it was far from enough to recover to the level of mobility.
Today, this was just the first time Yang Fei had treated him with needles, and merely five minutes had passed when his leg was able to receive commands from the neural center and slightly lift itself.
How could this not excite someone?
Under the concerned gaze of the few people, Luu Shouwang’s leg tried moving again.
It lifted a few centimeters higher than before.
His expression was excited, his hands gripping the wheelchair, he even wanted to stand up.
Luu Nian hurriedly supported him, advising, "Dad, don’t get too excited, take it slow."
"Right, old man, don’t get excited, don’t move rashly, just listen to Little Divine Doctor Yang," Luu Shouwang’s spouse Wang Shu quickly said.
Luu Shouwang gradually calmed down, looking at Yang Fei with eyes filled with deep gratitude, "Yang... Brother Yang, I don’t even know what to say to thank you."
Yang Fei smiled slightly, shaking his head he said, "You are Old Li’s close friend, I indeed ought to treat you to the best of my ability, and not talk about thanks."
Li Xuantong was actually more excited than the entire Luu family.
He had consistently overestimated the powerful effects the Revitalizing Thirteen Needle Technique could have in Yang Fei’s hands, yet in the end, he still found he had underestimated it.
Now, as Yang Fei said this in front of the Luu family, Li Xuantong felt honored, chuckled and said to Luu Shouwang, "Indeed, Brother Yang, though young, is a true doctor, with a doctor’s benevolent heart, saving lives and helping the injured, forming good bonds, such things, are our doctor’s duty."
Yang Fei nodded slightly.
Although he hadn’t interacted much with Li Xuantong, he found that this elder shared his philosophy, both possessed a doctor’s benevolent heart, unable to bear the sight of human suffering.
In fact, given Li Xuantong’s current wealth, he didn’t have to personally attend to his clinic every day, but he still insisted on working every day at the age of seventy, helping those seeking medical advice to alleviate their ailments.
This was something Yang Fei greatly admired.
Similarly, Li Xuantong felt the same about Yang Fei.
Although there was a fifty-year age difference between them, because of their doctor’s benevolent heart, they were kindred spirits and could become friends despite the age gap.
"Mr. Yang, I want to apologize for what happened before, it was my shallowness and abruptness," Luu Nian looked at Yang Fei deeply, sincerely apologizing.
Seeing her bow in apology, Yang Fei felt no displeasure, quickly offering a gesture of reassurance, he said, "Professor Luu, you shouldn’t, you were just overly concerned about your father’s health, I didn’t take it to heart. However, Professor Luu should remember, in this world, having money isn’t everything."
Luu Nian inwardly felt ashamed.
Being a well-known university professor in her forties, it was indeed shameful to be chided by someone younger.
She realized that although the young man said he did not mind, he was actually quite sensitive, and if she hadn’t sincerely apologized, he might still hold a poor impression of her.
Ten minutes later, the silver needles stopped trembling, marking the end of an acupuncture session.
After removing the needles, Yang Fei started treating Luu Shouwang’s other leg, saying to Li Xuantong, "Do you know why I didn’t treat both his legs at the same time?"
Li Xuantong was taken aback, and then fell into deep thought. After a while, his eyes brightened, and he said, "Shouwang is older, and his legs have been numb for too long. Your Revitalizing Thirteen Needle Technique is too potent. If both legs are treated at the same time, it may be too much for the central nervous system in his brain, which could be detrimental."
Yang Fei smiled and said, "Worthy of being Old Li."
Li Xuantong’s face flushed as he said, "Had you not reminded me, and had I grasped the essence of this formation, I would have administered the needles on both legs at once. The field of traditional Chinese medicine is vast and profound, and I, Li Xuantong, have only learned the merest rudiments."
Yang Fei nodded and said, "I am the same. In the future, we can verify each other’s findings and learn from each other."
Li Xuantong was overjoyed; he knew that Yang Fei was agreeing to guide him.
Twenty minutes passed, and Yang Fei removed the silver needles from Luu Shouwang’s legs and said, "Although the results are significant, fully recovering to the point of moving freely will require at least three more sessions of needling, coupled with medication."
Luu Shouwang expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Little Brother Yang. For such a great kindness, I, Luu Shouwang, can never repay you."
Yang Fei shook his head with a smile, "Let’s not talk about that; perhaps it was fate that brought us together."
Luu Shouwang laughed heartily, looking gratefully at his good friend Li Xuantong.
Li Xuantong mentioned the prescription he had previously made for Luu Shouwang and had Yang Fei take a look.
Yang Fei thought for a moment and added a herb.
Upon hearing this, Li Xuantong suddenly realized, "Ah, why didn’t I think of that? With this herb added, the effect will increase by more than thirty percent."
As he spoke, his gaze towards Yang Fei filled with even more respect.
He had thought Yang Fei was only better than him in acupuncture. Now, he realized this young man, despite his age, truly had a deep understanding of medical theory.
For the community of traditional Chinese medicine, having such a young prodigy is indeed a fortune!
After declining the Luu family’s invitation to stay for dinner, Yang Fei and Li Xuantong left the Luu family.
Luu Nian personally drove them back to the clinic, repeatedly thanking Yang Fei for treating her father.
She tried several times to pull out a bank card to give to Yang Fei but ultimately restrained herself.
She was afraid that offering the card might upset Yang Fei.
But apart from giving money, she really did not know how else to express her thanks.
Back at the clinic, Yang Fei was invited by Li Xuantong to his office to help solve the problems of patients in line, occasionally asking Yang Fei for his opinion on his own diagnoses and prescriptions.
This scene surprised many patients, who did not know who this young man was, able to consult with Li Xuantong on medical matters.
At five-thirty in the afternoon, Qin Yanyang called, and learning that Yang Fei was off work, she sent him an address.
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This was a rather quiet special resort. As Yang Fei got out of the car, he saw Qin Yanyang standing with a young man in his twenties, wearing rimless glasses, who appeared refined and handsome.
The young man was having a lively and refined conversation with Qin Yanyang, looking very much the gentleman.
Qin Yanyang stood there, listening quietly, her expression calm, but occasionally a hint of impatience flashed across her beautiful eyes.
Upon seeing Yang Fei, Qin Yanyang’s face lit up with a captivating smile as she greeted him, "Husband, I’m here."
Seeing Qin Yanyang call someone else "husband" with such a radiant smile broke the young gentleman’s heart.
He turned his head, his gaze fixed on Yang Fei, a shadow passing through his eyes, but his face remained gentle, and he followed behind Qin Yanyang.