In a heavily guarded room, Ling Zhenfei saw the patient, an elderly man who seemed to be around seventy years old, though Ling Zhenfei had never seen him on television.

The elderly man was in a state of confusion, with a very poor mental state, looking as if he could die at any moment. Beside him, two medical staff were caring for him, both appearing very serious as well.

Dong Gang said to Ling Zhenfei, "Doesn't it seem strange? Our expectations don't match the reality, do they?"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Yes, the country is placing great importance on this, there must be a reason."

Dong Gang said, "That's right. Although our leader is not a high-ranking official, he's a national treasure. His name is Su Qichang, a very remarkable scientist, a national treasure who has dedicated his entire life to our country."

Only then did Ling Zhenfei understand that he wasn't here to treat a high-ranking official, but a scientist — sometimes such scientists are more important than anyone else.

Like the late Old Yuan, who invented hybrid rice, although not a high official, yet saved countless lives. Without him, who knows how many people would still be starving.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Let me first take a look at Mr. Su's condition."

Ling Zhenfei sat beside Su Qichang, checked his pulse with his hand, and suddenly felt shocked, for everything about Su Qichang's pulse was normal. No wonder many doctors couldn't find the problem.

"How is it, Divine Doctor Ling, how is he now?" Dong Gang asked from the side.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Weakness, only weakness. Other than that, I don't sense any changes."

Dong Gang asked, "Then what should we do, do you have any solutions?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "I need to try a few other methods. It's already early morning now, if you're tired, you should rest."

Dong Gang anxiously replied, "I don't have time to rest, the situation is so urgent now, and I still don't know how many calls from leaders I have to answer."

Just then, someone knocked on the door, and after it opened, a few people walked in. Seeing them, Ling Zhenfei was taken aback, for while he didn't recognize Su Qichang, he was sure no one could fail to recognize the person in front of him.

"Hello, you must be Divine Doctor Ling," the high-ranking leader surprisingly showed great respect toward Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei felt flattered: "Please, don't say that. I never expected to meet you." Ling Zhenfei even felt slightly tongue-tied.

The leader said, "Let's not stand on ceremony. Mr. Su is a highly valued scientist by our country. This accident is of grave concern to us, and we hope Mr. Ling can find a solution.

We've heard that no illness has managed to stump you yet, and we hope this time will be no different."

Ling Zhenfei assured, "I will give it my all."

The leader nodded, "Very well, it's up to you then."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Ling Zhenfei, the leader took another look at Su Qichang's condition before departing.

By then it was already very late, but many people still came to see Su Qichang. It seemed news of his severe illness had spread.

Ling Zhenfei discussed with Dong Gang: "Mr. Dong, I think we should close the doors to visitors. With so many people coming and going, I can't treat the illness properly."

Dong Gang obviously saw Ling Zhenfei's frustration and quickly said, "Alright, I'll close the doors to visitors right away. Mr. Ling, I'm counting on you."

It was evident that Old Master Su was indeed an extraordinary figure. Each visitor was impressively dignified, far from ordinary folks.

After closing the doors to guests, only Old Master Su and Ling Zhenfei remained in the room, and Ling Zhenfei continued treating Su Qichang.

Previously, using Northern Spiritual Energy and pulse checking failed to find the cause of Su Qichang's illness; this time, Ling Zhenfei used his Divine Sense to directly enter Su Qichang's body, intending to conduct a detailed investigation.

Ling Zhenfei began examining from Su Qichang's meridians, for where there is illness, there is surely a cause, only the cause was too elusive to ascertain.

Starting from the meridians, he examined bit by bit. It was excruciating, scouring from online sources to Old Master Su's chest without finding any issues.

Ling Zhenfei meticulously checked each organ in Old Master Su's chest, paying special attention to the heart.

Though Old Master Su's heart was still beating, its rhythm was erratic, chaotically speeding up and slowing down without any pattern.

Suddenly, Old Master Su's heartbeat intensified, albeit weakly, and abruptly stopped.

Ling Zhenfei was startled; if a heart stops beating, it equates to death. If Old Master Su died while under his treatment, wouldn't that make him a laughing stock?

Thinking of this, Ling Zhenfei directly channeled a stream of Northern Spiritual Energy towards Old Master Su's heart.

Northern Spiritual Energy is one of the most mysterious forces in the world. Gently guiding the energy into the heart surprisingly restored the heartbeat.

The resumption of a heartbeat indicated the person would not die, allowing Ling Zhenfei to let out a long breath of relief.

He then continued examining Old Master Su, eventually reaching his brain.

However, after a thorough check, he still found no issues. No issues presented the biggest problem, as every illness must have a cause; an illness without cause is impossible.

Ling Zhenfei remained undeterred at this thought, deciding to examine once more. This time, he scrutinized more carefully, beginning from the head since he had been somewhat cursory before, finding nothing. This time required more diligence.

Upon intricately investigating inside the head, Ling Zhenfei truly found something; on Old Master Su's brain meridians, certain entities were attached.

Ling Zhenfei was alarmed because these entities were incredibly tiny and, once attached to the meridians, seemed integrated, making them indiscernible initially.

Ling Zhenfei immediately reduced the scale of his Divine Sense, re-examining those meridian-attached objects, surprisingly revealing a swarm of minuscule insects gnawing on Old Master Su's meridians.

The meridian connected directly to the heart, explaining the erratic symptoms and fluctuations in the heartbeat.

Realizing this, Ling Zhenfei launched an assault on the tiny insects, yet they proved extremely resilient, tenaciously clinging to the meridians, requiring more effort to eradicate.

Ling Zhenfei, through his Divine Sense, finally managed to clear away the invaders after several attempts.

It was then he noticed that the meridians had been bitten down almost to a thread, risking rupture at any moment.

Wrapping the meridians with his Northern Spiritual Energy, after enclosing them, Ling Zhenfei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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