Chapter Five Shock

  When someone is convinced that a sow cannot climb trees, but then sees the sow twisting its fat body and using its small hooves to agilely climb up the tree, the kind of absurd impact it has is like Li Xiaozhi's current situation, where a confirmed car repairman can treat many famous and respected doctors' inexplicable illnesses, this situation shocks him to the point of being speechless.

  After a brief pause, Li Xiao Zhi's eyes revealed an expression of utter disbelief. He rushed to the bedside and grabbed his father Li Jian Hua's arm, exclaiming urgently: "Dad, you...you're awake?"

  Gaunt and pale, Li Jianhua gently shook his head, wriggling his body as he tried to get up, and asked in a weak voice: "Son, how long have I slept? My brain feels heavy."

  Li Xiao Zhi swallowed hard, his face filled with shock, and turned to look at Zhang Yi with difficulty. He quickly turned back and said: "Dad, you've been asleep for two days. Don't move yet, the doctor is treating you and you need to undergo two rounds of acupuncture before you can turn over."

  Sun Changbo said with a hint of surprise: "Indeed, a good teacher produces excellent students. You've only just gone through the first round of acupuncture and you're already awake, Old Li."

  Mo Wenfeng said calmly: "The first round of acupuncture actually has little effect. It's only after three rounds of acupuncture that the effect can be slightly visible."

  Li Xiaozhi and Sun Changbo nodded heavily, with a few hints of expectation in their eyes.

  A few minutes later, Zhang Yi administered another injection.

  And at this moment, a strong thought in his heart was constantly surging:

  "Yesterday, I used the shallow green color from the spring in my dantian to heal my own injuries. Now, can I use it to treat patients?"

  "I can feel that those light green ones have a very strong vitality, using them for treatment, even if they don't work, shouldn't harm the patient, right?"

  With his fingers pinching a silver needle, Zhang Yi controlled the pale green liquid in the spring eye, slowly flowing into his arm and running to his fingertips.

  "Melt into the silver needle."

  This idea emerged, a thread of pale green, without encountering any resistance, merged into the silver needle.

  "Did it work?"

  Overjoyed in his heart, Zhang Yi quickly administered an injection to the patient.

  Every acupoint, after being needled with a silver needle, a strand of light green ** transforms into a hazy gas thread and enters the acupoint.

  "Comfortable..."

  Lying on the bed, Li Jianhua did not feel any pain after the silver needle was inserted into his body. Instead, a cool sensation began to spread from the point of insertion, gradually expanding in scope.

  Comfortable?

  Li Xiaozhi and Sun Changbo on the side showed a look of surprise.

  The two words "comfortable" coming out of Li Jianhua's mouth imply what?

  It's really effective!

  On the contrary, Mo Wenfeng furrowed his brow slightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

  He had treated countless cases of liver cirrhosis before, and in the process, never had a patient express feelings of comfort.

  Even if it's effective, it won't be that fast, right?

  Mo Wenhua looked at Zhang Yi with an expressionless face, and the sharp light in his eyes slowly disappeared.

  The third acupuncture treatment, Zhang Yi's acupuncture technique had made significant progress compared to the previous two times, when the three rounds of acupuncture were completed.

  "Dad, how are you feeling?" Li Xiao Zhi gently helped Li Jian Hua up and let him lean against the pillow, asking with a concerned face.

  Sun Changbo also had a few expectations and asked: "Old Li, compared to the feeling before, how do you feel now? Is it still that uncomfortable?"

  Facing the inquiry of old friend Sun Changbo and son Li Xiaozhi, Li Jianhua moved his body slightly, with a few more rosy hues on his pale face, smiling lightly: "I feel that my body has more strength than before, the feeling of bloating in the abdomen is gone, it's a very strange feeling, much more comfortable than before."

  Is it really this effective?

  Li Xiao Zhi's face turned dull, slowly turning his head to look at Zhang Yi, muttering: "You can't judge a person by appearance, today I've gained some insight, even car repairmen can cure illnesses?"

  Sun Changbo burst out laughing and said: "Indeed, a great master produces outstanding students, and heroes emerge in their youth! Amazing, really too amazing! Young brother, you're so young, yet you possess such exquisite medical skills. Your future achievements will be boundless!"

  Zhang Yi didn't show any sign of pride, but instead furrowed his brow and looked at Li Xiao Zhi saying: "There's something I need to clarify with you. Your father indeed has liver cirrhosis, but now the condition has become so severe that if my diagnosis is correct, he also shows signs of poisoning."

  Poisoned?

  Li Xiaozhi and Sun Changbo's faces changed, even Li Jianhua stared at Zhang Yi with his eyes wide open.

  Mo Wenhua's face, which was full of wrinkles, suddenly relaxed, just like a woman who had just been moisturized, with a look of relief, as if she had become much younger in an instant. She said loudly: "Not bad, very good indeed. The patient does have symptoms of poisoning, and it is caused by the drug."

  Medicine?

  Li Xiao Zhi and Sun Chang Bo stared at each other in shock, their eyes revealing an expression of utter disbelief.

  "It can't be old age, can it? Jianhua took some Chinese medicine internally, all the medicinal materials were bought from the county hospital, and the prescription was also given by an old Chinese doctor at the hospital." Sun Changbo said.

  Li Xiao Zhi nodded repeatedly: "Yes! At first, the old Chinese doctor who opened the prescription was unwilling to give us the prescription. It was me who persuaded him with soft and hard words, and also gave him a sum of money. He only gave it to me then. My mom personally prepared and decocted the medicine."

  "Let me see!"

  Mo Wenfeng said in a low voice.

  A few minutes later, Mo Wenhua put down the prescription and looked at Li Jianhua and his son Li Xiaozhi, asking seriously: "Do you have a grudge against the old Chinese doctor who wrote this prescription?"

  The two men stared blankly for a moment, then shook their heads in unison and said in chorus:

  "No."

  Mo Wenhua furrowed his brow: "Then you have conflicting interests?"

  The two men shook their heads again:

  "No."

  Mo Wenhua said in confusion, "This is strange. The old Chinese doctor who prescribed the medicine should have been able to diagnose that the patient had liver cirrhosis, but this prescription not only can't cure the disease, but also has a chronic harmful effect."

  "One of the medicinal materials in the prescription: raw grass, has the effect of dispelling wind and dampness, warming the meridians and dispersing cold, reducing swelling and relieving pain. However, this medicinal material contains aconitine, which can easily cause poisoning if used improperly. And the dosage of the lower medicine in this prescription is three times more than the normal dosage."

  Li Xiao Zhi almost jumped up, his eyes wide with incredulity, and exclaimed: "You...you're saying that old Chinese doctor wants to harm my dad?"

  Mo Wenfeng said calmly: "Although I don't know the reason, it's just like that."

  Li Xiao Zhi clenched his fists, and a ferocious look appeared on his handsome face. He roared with anger as he rushed towards the door: "Damn old scoundrel, how dare you secretly harm my dad? I'm going to find him."

  "Xiao Zhi, stop."

  Li Jianhua said in a low voice from his sickbed.

  Li Xiaoqi's body stiffened, and he turned around, shouting angrily: "Dad, that old scoundrel wants to harm you, I'll go teach him a lesson and ask him why he poisoned you!"

  Li Jianhua coldly snorted: "Haste makes waste. We have no grudges against him, yet he secretly harmed me; there must be a problem here. Remember, at any time, being too soft can ruin the whole plan. He's just an old Chinese doctor, and we have no grievances with him; it's not like he'd harm me for no reason. There must be someone behind this, and we need to follow the clues to find out who the real mastermind is."

  Li Xiao Zhi hesitated for a moment, then forcibly suppressed his anger and turned back to the bedside.

  Mo Wenfeng said calmly: "Alright, today's treatment is over. My apprentice will come again tomorrow to treat the patient. As for the Chinese medicine taken orally, stop it!"

  "Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely follow your advice." Li Xiaoqi said respectfully.

  At this moment, where is his previous arrogance, cold ridicule and contemptuous face?

  Mo Wenhua's gaze swept over Zhang Yi and stepped back to Li Jianhua's side, reaching out to grasp Li Jianhua's left wrist pulse.

  This time's consultation was after all Zhang Yi's first real practice, and for the therapeutic effect of Zhang Yi previously, he still needed to inspect it a bit.

  And!

  He also wants to figure out why the patient looks so comfortable when his apprentice Zhang Yi treats him, and why the patient's face has turned red with obvious effects.

  It's abnormal in his eyes.

  Even if it were him, unless he used "qi", there wouldn't be such an obvious effect.

  Quietly, Mo Wenfeng felt Li Jianhua's pulse beating with a mixture of reality and illusion. As time passed, Mo Wenfeng's expression changed from initial surprise to shock after one minute. When he slowly turned his head to look at Zhang Yi, his face was already filled with an unbelievable expression.

  "Xiao Yi, how did you manage to do it?"

  "What?" Zhang Yi was taken aback and asked in confusion.

  Mo Wenfeng did not let go of Li Jianhua's pulse, looked at Zhang Yi and said seriously: "I'm talking about the treatment just now. Before I took the patient's pulse, I was very clear about his condition, logically speaking, this first treatment would not have such a good effect, but now, in fact, the patient's condition has improved rapidly after your three rounds of acupuncture."

  Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with surprise and delight, because through the teacher's words, he clearly knew that using those light green things inside his body to treat others also had a significant effect.

  His lips moved a few times, and his face showed a few moments of hesitation: "Teacher, I..."

  Mo Wenhua looked at Zhang Yi deeply and immediately stood up, saying: "The patient's condition is recovering quickly. If the next acupuncture treatment has this effect again, it may be cured by tomorrow."

  "Already?"

  "Autonomous treatment."

  Sun Changbo's face changed suddenly, and Li Jia's father and son may not understand the meaning of "self-treatment", but after all, he is the director of Fengcheng County Hospital, and he has a certain understanding of the four words.

  In Traditional Chinese Medicine, it is said that every acupoint in the human body contains "qi". Self-healing treatment involves the activation of this qi through acupuncture by a TCM master, allowing the body to effectively treat its own ailments.

  But:

  Only those domestic Chinese medicine masters, national medical saints can achieve this!

  Zhang Yi...

  How can it be done?

  Who is he after all?

  Suddenly, he remembered something. The renowned national doctor Mo Wenfeng, with his illustrious identity, was hiding in this small Fengcheng County, what was it?