The main house doors opened, and three elderly men stepped out one after another.
Master of Pharmacology, Li Chunfeng!
Orthopedic Master, Nie Xueliang!
Golden Needle King, Zhang Jiuling!
At that moment, the faces of the three national medical masters were grave.
Seeing their expressions, Qian Bowen’s heart sank with a bad feeling. He quickly approached, “Three masters, my father…”
“Professor Qian, your father’s condition is not optimistic,” Li Chunfeng said.
Qian Bowen’s face paled instantly.
Qian Weidong followed up, “Three masters, what exactly is wrong with my father?”
“Old Qian’s illness is peculiar, and don’t laugh, but even now, the three of us haven’t pinpointed the cause,” Nie Xueliang replied.
Zhang Jiuling added, “We three old-timers have plenty of experience as doctors, but Old Qian’s condition, sigh…”
He let out a long sigh.
Zhang Jiuling didn’t continue, trusting everyone present understood his implication.
“Three masters, no matter what, please find a way to save our teacher,” Secretary Wang said, “He devoted his life to education, nurturing countless pillars for the nation. He’s truly a national hero.”
“Three masters, I beg you, save our teacher!”
Secretary Wang, joined by Governor Han and the others, bowed deeply to the three medical masters.
“No need for such formalities,” Li Chunfeng said, frowning, “We’re doctors, if there’s even a sliver of hope, we’ll give our all.”
“But Old Qian has no external injuries or toxins, yet he’s unconscious, with vital signs dropping fast and multiple organs failing. It’s just too strange.”
“It’s indeed odd, in all my years of practice, I’ve never seen anything like Old Qian’s case,” Nie Xueliang said.
“I just tried a few needles on him, no effect at all. Professor Qian, you’d better seek someone more skilled!” Zhang Jiuling said.
At those words, Qian Bowen’s heart hit rock bottom.
These three were the most authoritative experts in medicine today, if even they were helpless, it was as good as a death sentence.
Li Chunfeng said bluntly, “To be frank, if the three of us can’t do anything, the odds of anyone else curing Old Qian are near zero, unless…”
“Unless what?” Qian Bowen asked urgently.
“Unless Xu Liu steps in,” Li Chunfeng said, “Xu Liu is the top of the four national medical masters, his skills surpass ours.”
“You can find him at Mount Lao.”
“Ten years ago, Xu Liu joined the Quanzhen Sect and has been living in seclusion there.”
Qian Weidong said bitterly, “After Father fell into a coma, I sent people to Mount Lao to find Master Xu, but so far, no luck.”
“If Xu Liu can’t be found, then Old Qian is beyond saving. Professor Qian, you should prepare for the end,” Li Chunfeng said, turning to leave.
“Master Li, wait,” Qian Bowen called out, “Master Li, how much time does my father have left?”
Li Chunfeng paused, then said, “Based on my estimation, Old Qian can hold on for one or two hours.”
What!
Only one or two hours?
Qian Bowen’s eyes reddened, that meant Jinglan wouldn’t even see Father’s final moments.
Li Chunfeng shifted tone, “Of course, if you want Old Qian to last longer, there’s a way.”
“What way? Please tell me, Master Li,” Qian Bowen asked eagerly.
Li Chunfeng said, “Brew a tonic soup with a hundred-year-old ginseng and feed it to Old Qian, that could keep him going until tomorrow morning.”
“But hundred-year ginseng is extremely rare and hard to find.”
“I have one at home, but fetching it now wouldn’t make it in time.”
“Besides, in Old Qian’s state, lasting one more night doesn’t mean much.”
A hundred-year ginseng, worth a million.
Spending that just to extend Old Qian’s life by a night didn’t seem worthwhile.
The real issue was, hundred-year ginseng wasn’t easy to come by!
“There are many TCM clinics in Suzhou-Hangzhou, maybe they have hundred-year ginseng. I’ll go look now,” Secretary Wang said, turning to Governor Han and the others, “You search too.”
“Old Qian isn’t just our teacher, he’s a great educator, we must find a way to save him.”
Just as they prepared to hunt for the ginseng, a voice called from behind.
“No need to search, I’ve got hundred-year ginseng.”
Everyone turned to see Qian Duoduo walking in, carrying a bag.
“Duoduo, are you serious?” Qian Bowen asked.
Qian Weidong snapped, “Qian Duoduo, if you’re joking, I’ll tear you apart today.”
“Dad, I’m not kidding, I really have it,” Qian Duoduo pulled a sandalwood box from his bag and handed it to Li Chunfeng, “Master Li, take a look.”
Li Chunfeng opened the box, and sure enough, there was a hundred-year ginseng.
“No mistake, it’s genuine, and wild too,” Li Chunfeng asked Qian Duoduo, “Where’d you get this?”
Qian Duoduo grinned, “A friend gave it to me.”
Li Chunfeng didn’t press further, “Since we have the ginseng, I’ll brew the tonic now, but Professor Qian, prepare yourselves, this will only keep Old Qian alive until tomorrow morning…”
Zhang Jiuling suddenly said, “Maybe someone can save Old Qian.”
Instantly, all eyes locked on Zhang Jiuling.
“Old Zhang, who are you talking about?” Nie Xueliang asked curiously.
Li Chunfeng, as if realizing something, asked, “Old Zhang, you don’t mean Ye…”
“Yes, him,” Zhang Jiuling nodded, “If he’s willing to help, Old Qian might have a chance.”
“Master Zhang, who is this person? Please give me his contact, I’ll find him now,” Qian Bowen said urgently.
“I know him well, I’ll make the call,” Zhang Jiuling stepped aside, dialed Ye Qiu, spoke briefly, then returned smiling, “Good news.”
“The person I mentioned is already on a plane to Suzhou-Hangzhou for business, he’ll be here in a few hours.”
“I told him the situation, and he’s agreed to treat Old Qian.”
The crowd erupted in joy.
Qian Bowen and Qian Weidong thanked him profusely.
“Old Nie, Old Zhang, let’s brew the medicine. Professor Qian, stay here with Old Qian, call us if anything changes,” Li Chunfeng said, heading to the back with Nie Xueliang and Zhang Jiuling.
On the way, Nie Xueliang couldn’t hold back, “Old Zhang, who was that person?”
Zhang Jiuling smiled, “Ye Qiu.”
“Him!” Nie Xueliang had heard Zhang Jiuling mention a doctor named Ye Qiu recently and knew some details, “Old Zhang, Ye Qiu’s so young, can he handle it?”
Zhang Jiuling said, “You know Old General Bai from the Bai family in the capital, who was dying not long ago?”
Li Chunfeng and Nie Xueliang nodded.
“Ye Qiu cured him.”
That revelation stunned Li Chunfeng and Nie Xueliang.
“Ye Qiu’s skills far exceed mine, even if he can’t cure Old Qian, he should extend his life,” Zhang Jiuling laughed, “Once you see his methods, you’ll know what a true medical genius is.”
Genius?
Hearing that word, Li Chunfeng recalled a young man he’d met on the way to Suzhou-Hangzhou.
That youth was a medical genius too.
Li Chunfeng mused, “I wonder how the genius I met compares to Ye Qiu?”
