Chapter 72: The Mysterious Acupuncture (Part 1)

  As soon as Huang Xingran spoke, Zhou Ming's heart sank and a hint of helplessness arose. Indeed, the other party was rushing to cure Chen Hong's liver cirrhosis within a week because of him.

  However, he didn't make up his mind whether to help or not. Although he knew Huang Xingran was the mayor, he didn't care about that. What's the big deal about being a mayor? He could easily get away with it by saying "I'm unable to do anything". This is common sense. The whole Xinjiang Hospital had all the experts unable to do anything, and he could say the same thing without any consequences.

  Although I can cure Chen Hong's illness, the problem is that his liver cirrhosis is only in its early stages and there are no complications. To say nothing of whether he can be cured or not, even New River City Hospital can handle it, at most just wasting some time.

  So he didn't have a strong desire to take action, and if he really cured the other person, it would be too easy to attract questioning and attention. At that time, if he accidentally revealed his weakness, it would be troublesome.

  He didn't immediately refuse Huang Xingran, and his hesitation was mainly due to two reasons. Firstly, it was a matter of someone's life, and he certainly didn't have the kindness to save the world, nor did he think himself a good Samaritan. But now that he knew about it and had the ability to easily bring the other person back from the gates of hell, if he still ignored it, his own conscience would be somewhat uneasy. After all, he was only in his early 20s, and still had hot blood in his heart.

  Apart from this, Zhou Ming Luo's greatest hesitation was that Huang Xing Ran was brought by Chen Hong, and he still needed the other party to take care of Fang Shu Tong in Pingyuan Prison, and owed him a favor. Since the person was brought by him, he couldn't directly refuse.

  If it's the former, being indifferent to a life that can be easily saved is something Zhou Ming Luo couldn't bring himself to do, and he felt uneasy about it. Compared to owing Chen Hong a favor, if he were to ignore him completely, that would be shameful.

  He could help Chen Hong cure the other's liver cirrhosis and repay some of his favors, but he absolutely did not repay them cleanly. After all, even if it weren't for him, Chen Hong would have discovered his own problems sooner or later and received proper treatment.

  To know that he only had early cirrhosis of the liver, and with today's medical conditions, it can be completely cured. Even if he didn't have it, at most, his opponent would just recover a bit later.

  Just then, Chen Hong, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, suddenly spoke up and said, "Zhou, that old man's liver cirrhosis might be quite troublesome, but if you can help him out, it would still be best to lend a hand. Healing the sick is always a good deed."

  Chen Yu had already accomplished his mission by bringing Huang Xingran in front of Zhou Mingluo, regardless of whether Zhou Mingluo agreed to help or not, and it didn't matter if he could actually help or not.

  He didn't need to say another word, but he wasn't a fool either. Having finally managed to get on the coattails of Mayor Huang's big ship, if he didn't seize the opportunity now, would he have to wait for next time?

  He just opened his mouth to advise, but was able to leave a good impression on the leader of the Huang family's three generations. I reckon even an idiot wouldn't be stingy with this one sentence.

  However, his words made it even harder for Zhou Mingluo to refuse. The other party not only brought people over but also asked for a favor, and he really couldn't say no.

  "Mr. Zhou, is there something wrong?" Huang Xingran also spoke again, looking at Zhou Mingluo with great tension.

  "This question, Zhou Ming Luo can only suppress the choice of saving or not saving in his heart, and said helplessly, "Mayor Huang, I won't hide it from you. Although I haven't seen your elder's situation with my own eyes, I think it must be very dangerous. To be honest, I really don't have any confidence. Let me put it this way, I just happened to meet an old Chinese doctor before and learned a few tricks from him. Occasionally, I can still tell if someone's complexion is okay, but my actual ability to treat illnesses is very poor. The last time I was able to cure Chen Ge's liver cirrhosis was purely coincidental, thanks to the few prescriptions that old doctor left behind. If it weren't for those, even a regular doctor at the Municipal Hospital would be far better than me."

  He certainly couldn't tell Huang Xingran that his difficulty was not knowing whether he should save him or not. He could ignore the pressure of a mayor, but it didn't mean he wanted to offend everyone he met.

  So Zhou Ming's words were tactful, and he even helped himself by pulling out a tiger skin to cover up how he could cure Chen Hong's illness. Perhaps the credibility of this lie is not high, but it is also absolutely possible, as long as others can't find any evidence to refute it.

  After all, it's too easy to expose the flaws in his ability to cure diseases. In a hospital, just find any traditional Chinese medicine doctor or Western medicine doctor and ask him a few questions about medical principles, he will immediately be at a loss. A person who doesn't understand anything can cure a large number of terminal illnesses that many experts cannot? Even an idiot would suspect that there's something fishy going on.

  So his explanation, even if it sounds a bit far-fetched, is logically rigorous and leaves no room for criticism. At most, others can only secretly envy his luck in getting those "extremely valuable prescriptions" for free.

  Of course, if someone wants to ask what this prescription is, he will absolutely not tell the other party.

  Moreover, Zhou Ming Luo said several prescriptions here, not just one, also for future use. In case something happens to his relatives and friends in the future, but it's not related to liver disease, he can still push it away.

  And the previous sentence is also nonsense, late-stage liver cirrhosis accompanied by hepatic encephalopathy complications, this is enough to directly bring people into a life-threatening situation, Zhou Ming Luo doesn't understand the various knowledge inside, but even now Xinkai City Hospital is powerless, can it not be serious?

  "Ah, is that so?" Upon hearing this, Huang Xingran was instantly disappointed, but he didn't have too many suspicions either. Instead, he had a bit more appreciation for Zhou Minglai.

  Yes, from the beginning, he felt that Zhou Ming Luo's age and Xing Lin's skill level were too far apart, with a hint of doubt. If Zhou Ming Luo had confidently said he could cure him after opening his mouth, he would have been even more hesitant to let the other party take action. After all, his identity was at stake, who knew if the other party was coming for that reason.

  Now Zhou Ming Luo said that his real level is far inferior to any doctor in the Xinkuang City Hospital, and curing Chen Hong was purely due to luck and coincidence. At least this shows that he is a sincere person who can distinguish between what's important and what's not at critical moments.

  However, this appreciation is very faint because he doesn't have time at all. "Mr. Zhou, do you think the prescription that cured Mr. Chen can still be effective now? Or do you have any other prescriptions for liver disease?"

  Zhou Ming Luo wasn't a top player in the medical field, he was grateful to the other party for telling him the truth and not letting him continue wasting his time at this point, but all of this was clearly less important than whether that prescription could work or not.

  "I don't know either." Zhou Mingluo shook his head immediately, he had already put up a signboard and naturally couldn't easily reveal any weaknesses, the three words "I don't know" were absolutely safe.

  "That week, Lao Neng can help you, let's help him out. Whether the prescription works or not, we'll take it to the Municipal Hospital and have other doctors study it later. We can't just watch an elderly person die." As soon as Chen Hong heard Zhou Mingluo's words, he immediately interrupted again. Although Chen Yulang's face was also very strange at this moment, he only knew that Zhou Mingluo could cure his own illness, not because of the other party's ability, but because of a coincidence, which made him feel strange.

  But these words made Zhou Ming shake his head, this was just a joke, take the prescription out? He wasn't that stupid. However, seeing Chen Hong's repeated pleas, he truly couldn't refuse anymore. Afterwards, he could only say awkwardly, "I don't know if the prescription is effective or not, but I didn't mention something earlier. When I followed that senior, apart from learning some superficial martial arts, I also learned acupuncture. At that time, my elder told me that this acupuncture technique was for emergency life-saving purposes. If any of my close friends were in a life-or-death situation, I could basically try it out and at least delay their condition to get better treatment. As long as I mastered this technique, even if I didn't understand medical principles, if something really happened, I wouldn't make things worse or let people give up trying their best. This was also my elder's most skilled method. If Mayor Huang is willing, I can try it out."

  These words were spoken out of desperation, and even he himself didn't quite believe them. But after hearing this, Huang Xingran's eyes suddenly lit up. Regardless of whether Zhou Ming Luo believed it or not, he believed it, because he could see that the other person was a calm and composed individual who wouldn't speak carelessly without being certain, otherwise he wouldn't have revealed his true nature as an outsider from the beginning.

  Although he had never heard of such a miraculous acupuncture, as long as it was a matter of life and death, they could try anything to save the patient's life and get them better treatment, but why would Zhou Mingluo deceive him?

  What matters most to him now is time. If he can hold on until the experts from the provincial capital Yangcheng or the capital city arrive, everything will be fine.

  "That's great, if Mr. Zhou has time, I hope you can go to the First Hospital with me now, this acupuncture for prolonging life is still depending on the situation." With great joy, Huang Xingran politely spoke again, although he felt that Zhou Ming didn't need to deceive him and believed what the other party said, but after all, it was a major matter, if possible, he still didn't want to take that risk.