Luo Ziling rapidly inserted the needle into the old man's knee joint, and immediately gathered his qi, starting to manipulate the needle with three fingers at great speed.

After manipulating the needle for a while, the muscles around the old man's knee joint suddenly twitched.

Although the twitch was minor, Luo Ziling still noticed it.

The old man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, seemingly feeling pain, but he made no sound.

Luo Ziling took another needle and with the same technique, inserted it into another acupoint in the knee joint area, then continued to manipulate the needle in the same manner.

The muscles around the old man's knee joint twitched again, slightly more noticeably than before.

Lin Lan had been watching Luo Ziling closely; seeing a hint of joy on his face, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The old man lay with his eyes half-closed, motionless as Luo Ziling punctured his skin with needles.

After inserting needles at several joint areas, Luo Ziling quickly removed them with agile movements.

"Better than I expected," he said as he pulled over a piece of paper to wipe the sweat from his forehead, smiling, "The likelihood of healing has increased by another ten percent. The senior's condition is severe, but the nerves and muscles still responded to acupuncture, they haven't completely lost function. Just now, when I used my qi to manipulate the needles, I was still able to trigger the functions of your nerves and muscles. Starting treatment now is not too late!"

The principles of Acupuncture Therapy are very complex, and Luo Ziling couldn't explain them all at once. He also didn't want to, preferring that they remain a bit mysterious, which worked in his favor.

"I have tried Acupuncture Therapy with Chinese medicine practitioners in the past, but it was ineffective," the old man said with a chuckle: "However, from your needlework just now, I could tell that your technique is superior, and your acupuncture skill is unique. What is this Acupuncture Skill called?"

"It is a unique acupuncture method created by my grandfather after summing up countless techniques from predecessors," said Luo Ziling a bit modestly, "It hasn't been passed outside, nor does it have a name."

"Then it is Luo's Acupuncture Skill," the old man said still smiling. "When you were inserting needles, I could see my muscles quivering and I felt it. At the same time, I also felt alternating streams of heat and cold inside my body, something that's never happened before. It looks like there really is hope for healing."

Luo Ziling chuckled: "I will massage your key joint areas now. Acupuncture combined with massage produces the best effects. After the massage, I will write a medicinal prescription for you. Follow my instructions for taking the medicine, and let's check the results again in half a month."

"I will follow the doctor's orders," the old man agreed immediately.

Luo Ziling once again washed his hands clean and began to massage the old man's arms and legs, paying special attention to the joint areas.

While massaging, he instructed the two caregivers to learn his massage technique thoroughly and to frequently massage the old man's joint areas and the muscles of his legs and arms.

Before the loss of mobility, the old man must have consistently engaged in intensive training considering his very solid muscles. But due to a lack of exercise in recent times, the once robust muscles had begun to relax gradually. Before Luo Ziling started the treatment, nurses and other caregivers had been massaging the old man's muscles, aiming to prevent atrophy and relaxation.

However, the strength Luo Ziling requested for massaging was far greater than before, and the areas and methods were quite different.

If the strength required for previous massage techniques were one, then now it was ten, ten times the difference, ensuring entirely different results for the massage. After a thorough session, Luo Ziling was sweating profusely.

The old man was also drenched in sweat, and his complexion had much improved from before.

"If you can sweat like this every day and follow my instructions for taking the medicine, the toxins in your body will be cleared out quickly. Once the toxins are expelled, half the treatment will already be successful," Luo Ziling said, signaling Lin Lan to bring paper and a pen to prepare the medicinal prescription.

Lin Lan immediately did as Luo Ziling instructed, fetching the paper and pen.

While Luo Ziling was writing the prescription, she stood behind him and watched.

His beautiful handwriting, akin to that of a master calligrapher, quickly appeared before Lin Lan, leaving her astonished.

Such beautiful handwriting from this young man.

Luo Ziling finished writing the prescription and handed it to Lin Lan, "Take it as prescribed, three times a day, morning, noon, and evening, for fifteen days. Then I'll adjust the formula or dosage according to your symptoms."

Lin Lan nodded and carefully put away the prescription.

"Senior, if I'm free, I'll come over tomorrow to give you acupuncture treatment. But I'm going through military training these days, and I'm not sure if I'll have the time," Luo Ziling said, a bit embarrassed.

He would be so mortified if the elderly and Lin Lan thought he was deliberately making excuses not to come.

"I'll come pick you up," Lin Lan took over the conversation, "I've already asked for leave on your behalf."

"You're in school?" the old man was quite surprised.

"Yes!" Luo Ziling nodded, his face showing a hint of embarrassment: "I'm a freshman at Yanjing University Medical School studying Clinical Medicine. I just enrolled and have been in military training for a week."

"Clinical Medicine?" After hearing this, the old man couldn't help but show a look of astonishment, "You're actually studying Clinical Medicine? Haha, with a grandfather revered as a Divine Doctor and your own medical skill so remarkable, why would you go to medical school to study Clinical Medicine?"

Not only was the old man puzzled, but Lin Lan was also confused.

"This is my grandfather's wish, for me to integrate Chinese and Western medicine as much as possible!" Luo Ziling appeared even more embarrassed.

The old man looked at Luo Ziling with a meaningful gaze, seemingly understanding the situation, and did not ask further, only smiled meaningfully.

"I'll wait for you to come tomorrow," the old man nodded slightly to Luo Ziling as a sign of respect, and then slowly closed his eyes.

He was feeling sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

Lin Lan escorted Luo Ziling out.

"Thank you!" Once they reached the small garden, Lin Lan softly expressed her gratitude.

"Can you tell me who he is?" Luo Ziling whispered, "I really didn't expect him to be an old friend of my grandfather's."

Lin Lan hesitated for a moment but still shook her head, "Let's talk about it in a few days, if convenient, I will tell you some details."

Luo Ziling felt a faint disappointment but did not press further.

Then remembering another question, he immediately asked, "How is your injury? Has it fully recovered?"

"It has fully recovered," Lin Lan was a bit shy, but soon returned to normal, "Thank you."

This thanks was sincerely meant by Lin Lan.

Surviving a great disaster made her feel extremely fortunate, and she was filled with gratitude toward Luo Ziling---although he had seen her at her most vulnerable, she was still thankful to him.

Upon returning and being examined, the base's doctors were all amazed, as her wounds had healed remarkably well, and after a couple of weeks, when the scabs fell off, there was only a faint scar at the site of the wounds.

Lin Lan, who had expected to be left with several unsightly scars, couldn't contain her surprise and delight.

"Do you want me to check your wounds again?" Luo Ziling gently asked while Lin Lan was deep in thought.

Lin Lan's face instantly turned pink.

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