Chapter Ninety-Five

  Roni was pushed into the operating room. He lay on the bed and hesitated to ask, "Dr. Fang, is this going to be an operation?"

  Fang Mornan smiled at Ronnie and said, "No surgery, we'll use acupuncture." She then turned to Ailisha, who was fully dressed, and said, "Adjust the room temperature to a constant level, and then disinfect Mr. Ronnie's upper body with alcohol."

  Fang Mornan finished speaking, looked at Jerry who was also dressed up, and waited for Fang Mornan to make a move. This time he could observe closely, his eyes wide with excitement, not missing a single detail.

  Fang Mo Nan smiled and said to Ronnie who was lying on the bed: "Mr. Ronnie, we're going to have acupuncture, do you know what acupuncture is?"

  Roni's face showed no expression despite his inner anxiety, "Acupuncture, I've heard of it, but never tried it."

  "Good! Don't worry." To shift the patient's attention and make them relax, she continued: "In terms of cancer treatment, Western medicine has its advantages, but it often leads to over-treatment, resulting in adverse consequences. In severe cases, it can cause single or multiple system failures. Chinese medicine, on the other hand, excels at alleviating symptoms and has a good auxiliary therapeutic effect on the secondary medical damage caused by chemotherapy and radiotherapy. This time, I'm using acupuncture to target the root of the disease. Fortunately, Mr. Ronnie hasn't undergone chemotherapy; otherwise, his body's systems would have severely deteriorated. First, I'll enhance your immune system and eliminate edema. According to Chinese medicine theory, we need to nurture the body before fighting the disease. Western medicine typically uses drugs that increase human immunity and physical function, but these medications also provide nutrients to cancer cells. My acupuncture method first blocks the nutrient supply system of cancer cells, then stimulates the body's physiological functions to restore the organs invaded by cancer cells, laying the groundwork for future treatment."

  "Mr. Hamilton, we're starting now, don't be nervous," Fang Mornan said.

  Fang Mornan took out thirty-six silver needles from the medicine box, disinfected them with alcohol, and walked to the bedside. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. His right hand moved at an incredible speed that was invisible to the naked eye, swiftly waving over Ronnie's upper body. In the blink of an eye, the thirty-six silver needles were inserted into the thirty-six acupoints on Ronnie's chest.

  After finishing the needle, Fang Mo Nan opened another box and took out eighteen golden needles. After disinfecting them, he used a gesture that no one in the room could understand to insert five needles into several acupoints on Ronnie's arm with each hand. The remaining eight needles were all inserted into several key acupoints on Ronnie's liver. Then, Fang Mo Nan grasped Ronnie's hands and manipulated his vital energy, moving it step by step towards the acupoints filled with golden needles. As time passed, sparkling sweat slowly seeped out from Fang Mo Nan's forehead.

  Time was passing in minutes and seconds, and at this moment, something unbelievable happened to everyone present. On Ronnie's body, where the eighteen golden needles were inserted, a tiny drop of black water flowed out from each hole. At the same time, Fang Mo Nan's originally ruddy face turned slightly pale. His hands quickly moved again, and the eighteen golden needles and thirty-six silver needles almost simultaneously left Ronnie's body. Fang Mo Nan threw all the needles in his hand into a pre-prepared alcohol box, and weakly instructed Elsa beside him: "Elsa! Use dry cotton to wipe away the black water on Mr. Hamilton's body, then disinfect it with alcohol again."

  "After finishing these things, Fang Mo Nan instructed Ronnie, who was still awake: "Mr. Hamilton, today you can only drink some light rice porridge in addition to the Chinese medicine. You can also eat a little fruit, but be sure not to eat any fatty foods. Starting tomorrow morning, you can eat some carbohydrates (grains) and vegetables."

  "Ailisha, come and fetch medicine later, decoct it well and send it to Mr. Hamilton." Fang Mo Nan turned around and said to Ailisha.

  "Okay."

  "Just call me Dr. Fang," said Ronnie.

  "Hmm!" Fang Mo Nan said: "Alright, Mr. Ronnie, how are you feeling now?"

  "It feels great, the pain has reduced a lot, it's like I've got some strength back, and most importantly, I feel hungry." Ronnie's bright green eyes were full of spirit, and the feeling of 'hunger' made him happier than ever. "Since I found out I was sick, this is the first time I've felt hungry, it feels amazing!"

  "First drink some rice porridge, best is millet porridge, this stuff nourishes people. After meal, drink Chinese medicine." Fang Mennai suggested.

  At this time, Ronnie, who was already awake, had been calmed down by Fang Mornan's medical skills. Although he didn't see the black water on his body, he saw Elisa's snow-white gauze turn black on him.

  Roni clearly felt the flow of air in his body, and he could feel the pain in his body decreasing. If Agnes' introduction had made him try with a trying attitude, then today's attempt had given him hope that he could get better.

  He now sincerely admired Fang Mernan's medical skills due to his real experience, and when he heard Fang Mernan's words, he gratefully said thank you.

  Roni was pushed to the VIP deluxe suite, Alex and others rushed over, anxiously looking at the person lying on the hospital bed. "Boss, how are you? How did you wake up so soon, is it local anesthesia?"

  "No surgery, Dr. Fang gave me acupuncture." Ronnie lay on the bed and said to Big Head: "Erik, help me sit up."

  Erich had Ronnie half-lying on his lap, Alex had the blankets stacked behind him, and Ronnie leaned against them, shifting slightly to find a comfortable position. "You're looking pretty good, boss," Erich said, speaking up more than he usually did.

  "Oh! Is that so? I feel pretty good too." Ronnie was delighted in his heart and also started talking to them with great interest.

  The nurse first cooked millet porridge and handed it to Ronnie. He looked at the golden millet porridge, took a sip, "Delicious! The taste is extremely good!" Soon he finished drinking it mouthful by mouthful.

  Half an hour later, Eresa brought a bowl of black medicine, Ronnie looked at the medicine, didn't frown, and drank it all in one gulp. Eresa also instructed some precautions before leaving, Ronnie rinsed his mouth with 300 milliliters of clear water, only then did he feel that his mouth was not bitter.

  At night, he had a rare good quality sleep, was not awakened by pain, and did not take morphine, which made him regain confidence again.

  Fang Mò Nán led the children out of the hospital, and the moon peeked out from behind the clouds. The trees on both sides of the road were washed clean by the rain, looking lush and green in the moonlight, sparkling with dew. The air was filled with a refreshing and humid scent. Fang Mò Nán took a deep breath of the fresh air, "Let's go! Let's head home."

  Jerry returned home, still holding the prescription she wrote, carefully pondering it. "Ah! How could I not have thought of that!" He slapped his own head, "I've been following her to learn traditional Chinese medicine for so long."

  Cynthia pulled his hand and said: "You're crazy, who hits their own head?"

  Jerry excitedly told his wife about what happened in the evening, looking at the prescription in his hand and sighing: "Traditional Chinese medicine is really amazing, just like this prescription, unfortunately it can't be used on a large scale."

  "Why?" Cynthia asked in puzzlement.

  "Ah! Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes treating the individual, not the disease. A prescription given to one patient can't be casually used by another, or it will lead to big trouble!" Jerry said regretfully.

  "What a pity." Cynthia sighed.

  After Fang Mornan returned home, she cooked and ate dinner, and after putting the children to sleep, she went back to the hospital. She was always worried, this being her first time treating such a critically ill patient, although she had confidence in her medical skills, but accidents could still happen, so it was better for her to stay up and keep watch.

  There's nothing more exciting than seeing a patient get better day by day. A month later, Ronnie recovered well and his liver returned to normal function. Ronnie held the CT scan, overjoyed, with no shadows at all, estimating that they would be completely gone in a few days. "Congratulations, boss," Alexis and Eric said in unison.

  "Hmm!......"

  The phone rang crisply, Alex pressed the connect button, and after a moment, he covered the receiver, "It's Agnes! She's asking about your condition and wants to come see you."

  Roni raised an eyebrow. "Oh! Giving her 100,000 is a reward for providing information, and coming to see me is not necessary. It's better to have fewer women with ambitions."

  "Alright!" Alexis said: "The boss needs to rest and isn't suitable for visits at the moment. The boss has instructed that your reward will not be less than 100,000."

  Agnes hung up the phone, a sly glint in her eye. "Hmph! If it weren't for me, who would bother with him? No sense of humor, cold as ice... but the pay is pretty good, though. Heh heh..."

  During this time, Fang Mo'nan changed the prescription twice, and Ronnie's condition improved a lot. After finishing the pulse diagnosis and completing the follow-up examination, he said, "The recovery is not bad."

  "Thanks, Dr. Fang." Roni's face was still expressionless, but the corners of his mouth were curved up, and he couldn't hide the delight in his heart.

  Fang Mò Nán said: "The original treatment plan was to treat the symptoms first and then the root cause, treating the symptoms would help restore liver function; treating the root cause is to regulate and supplement qi, blood, yin, and yang, thoroughly eliminating the disease. From the current situation, the effect of the first stage of treatment is very good, and liver function has basically recovered. Since the effect is not bad, the prescription does not need to be changed for now, continue taking it for a period of time to consolidate the therapeutic effect!"

  Roni nodded, he used to not believe in traditional Chinese medicine. In his mind, traditional Chinese medicine and witchcraft were equal, but after this personal experience, he felt that he had discovered the magic of traditional Chinese medicine, maybe except for witchcraft, only traditional Chinese medicine has the ability to turn decay into magic! "What's next?"