"Do you have any confidence in the treatment? I've heard you don't even know what the illness is. Don't pretend to be busy and deceive me. Can you cure it or not?" Chu He looked extremely agitated, and he wasn't particularly kind to Chen Dafu's grandfather either.

"Young Master Chu, the old master's illness is very strange. Indeed, our hospital's equipment has failed to identify the cause. But now, I have invited Divine Doctor Ling here. Perhaps after the Divine Doctor has had a look, we might have a conclusion."

While saying this, Chen Dafu introduced Ling Zhenfei, who was standing beside him, to Chu He.

"Divine Doctor? Are you talking about this person?"

Chu He glanced over at Ling Zhenfei beside him and scrutinized him from head to toe. His expression changed immediately.

"Old chap, you're not joking, are you? You're saying he's the Divine Doctor?"

"That's right, he is the Divine Doctor," Chen Dafu had tremendous trust in Ling Zhenfei, who could even cure leukemia. If he was not a Divine Doctor, what was he?

"Director Chen, let me remind you, you know the situation our family is in. We agreed to pay the hospital's treatment fees to have him cured, not for you to treat him recklessly. If his condition worsens, not only will you not see that money, but your hospital may not be able to continue operating."

"Yes, yes, I am aware of all that." Chen Dafu seemed to harbor a hint of fear towards Chu He.

Ling Zhenfei found it odd. How did their conversation switch to money? Treatment fees for veterans like the old Red Army soldiers were usually provided by the state. There might be other circumstances involved here.

"Director Chen, Li Hao."

While speaking, another person approached. This person had an air of importance, although his clothes did not show it; they seemed quite ordinary. His face looked kind, but there was a hint of affectation in his amiability.

When Chen Dafu saw this person, he immediately became respectful: "Mayor Zhou, what brings you here in person?"

Hearing Chen Dafu call him Mayor Zhou, Ling Zhenfei was startled. He hadn't expected this man to be Zhang Zhouyang of Binyang City. The illness of an old man was important enough to bring Zhou Yang here in person, which suggested that the background of the person named Chu Kaixian was truly extraordinary and probably extended beyond being just an old Red Army soldier.

"Old Master Chu's serious illness has everyone quite concerned. Given that this happened in Binyang City, of course I had to come and see. I hope that Binyang Hospital can cure the old master's illness. It would be a great service to the country."

"You're exactly right, Mayor. Our hospital is actively treating him, and we have even invited Miracle Doctor Ling Zhenfei from the public to lead the treatment at our hospital. Mr. Ling's medical skills are astounding, especially when it comes to complicated and varied diseases. He easily solves them, and I believe he can certainly cure the old master's illness."

Hearing Chen Dafu say this, Zhou Yang also looked towards Ling Zhenfei, but his expression turned somewhat peculiar upon seeing him, clearly not expecting the young man beside him to be the Divine Doctor invited by Chen Dafu. No matter how one looked at it, this Divine Doctor didn't seem like a real doctor.

"Sir, are you the Divine Doctor?"

"I dare not claim that title, just a humble country fellow with some modest insights into medicine," Ling Zhenfei replied, feeling helpless. These people were asking strange questions and doing odd things. Considering how seriously ill the old man was and how much attention he was receiving from everyone, they were still wasting time with small talk.

"Mr. Ling, are you a local? May I know which hospital you are affiliated with?" Chu He, too, stepped forward and asked Ling Zhenfei. He was full of doubts about the young man Chen Dafu had brought in.

"Indeed, how have I never heard of such a Divine Doctor in Binyang?" Zhou Yang, who was next to him, asked as well.

Ling Zhenfei didn't want to talk much, "Since you two are so concerned about the old master's illness, you shouldn't waste more time here. The old man is critically ill at the moment, and every second is extremely important. It would be best to let me take a look at the old master's condition first, don't you agree?"

Ling Zhenfei's words startled both Mayor Zhou and Chu He, who hastily agreed and stepped aside to let the crowd through to the emergency room.

Chen Dafu led Ling Zhenfei into the hospital's emergency room.

"Mayor Zhou, don't you find it laughable that your Binyang Hospital has to call on someone else to treat a patient? The more I look at that kid, the less he looks like a doctor."

As soon as Chen Dafu and the others left, Chu He began to complain to Zhou Yang.

"Indeed, he claims to be a Binyang person, but when did Binyang ever have a Divine Doctor? How come I've never heard of it? Xiao Liu, have you heard anything?"

Zhou Yang pondered this as he asked his secretary, Xiao Liu, beside him.

"My family is local too, but I've also never heard of such a young Divine Doctor. Perhaps we just don't pay much attention to folk matters."

The more Chu He heard, the more alarmed he became, "This won't do; I must go in to see how this youngster is treating my grandfather. I can't rest easy leaving my grandfather in the care of just one person." After saying that, he hurried towards the emergency room.

The nurse guarding the emergency room knew who Young Master Chu was and dared not stop him, so she let him in. The hospital's rules stated that no outsiders were allowed in the emergency room, but these rules only really applied to ordinary people.

Ling Zhenfei entered the emergency room where an old man was being treated, but the old man's condition was very grave and he had already entered a comatose state.

Ling Zhenfei approached and took the old man's pulse, which was steady yet fraught with peril. The steadiness indicated there were no significant fluctuations, but he could feel the old man's pulse slowly deteriorating, putting his life at risk at any moment.

Strangely, from the pulse alone, it was impossible to determine what was causing the old man's illness.

A good practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine could determine a patient's condition just by taking their pulse, even discerning whether the child in a pregnant woman's womb was male or female. Although Ling Zhenfei couldn't determine the gender of a child in the womb through the pulse, he could sense the abnormalities therein.

However, what puzzled Ling Zhenfei was that he couldn't feel anything unusual in the old man's pulse, apart from a little weakness.

He channeled his Spiritual Power into the old man's pulse point, letting it flow with the pulses. At the same time, he used his Perspective Eye to follow the path of his Spiritual Energy, ensuring he could see everything clearly no matter where it went.

The Spiritual Energy began to circulate from the arm, splitting from one stream into two, then dividing into four. The human body has too many meridian branches, and inspecting each would be very difficult. But now, Ling Zhenfei was at the Zhiyi Realm, allowing him to divide his Divine Sense into many strands. Coupled with his ample Spiritual Power, he could split it into countless streams, feeling every change within each one.

In the Mingmu Realm, it would be unthinkable to divide one's Divine Sense into so many strands, but at this moment, Ling Zhenfei could do it with great ease.

His Perspective Eye also continuously moved across the old man's body, focusing particularly on inspecting the area around the heart, which was surrounded by numerous meridians. Since the old man complained of chest pain, the condition was definitely related to this area. It could be that the problem was caused by an issue with one of the connecting meridians.

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