My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife-Chapter 699 Heart Disease
"Okay...."
The female patient bit her lip and tore off the ointment from her wrist.
She was also very nervous. Her blood coagulation disorder had caused too many troubles in her normal life. A perfectly healthy person was as fragile as a delicate glass figure, vulnerable to even the slightest injury, which could potentially be life-threatening.
"Eh...."
After the female patient tore off the ointment, her wrist wound showed a scab and there were no signs of further bleeding.
"Little... Divine Doctor, did you... really cure me?"
The female patient looked at Qin Yu excitedly, with tears welling up in her eyes.
"Show it to Li Sihao and the others!"
Qin Yu didn't directly answer the question. He wasn't a deity, and coagulation disorders are incurable diseases that can't be completely eradicated. By having her drink a cup of his blood, he could only temporarily restore her blood clotting function to normal. After a while, it would be the same as before.
The only solution was to take good care of her body and avoid injuries.
Unless he could transfuse all of his blood into the female patient, there was a chance for a complete cure, but clearly, that was impractical.
He wasn't that noble yet.
"This...."
Li Sihao pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and stood up, looked down at the female patient's wrist, and even pressed on it without causing any bleeding.
The disciple of Divine Doctor Du did have some skill, to have cured such a difficult illness?
"Clap, clap, clap...."
The patients at the door, who had been watching the commotion, couldn't help but spontaneously applaud Qin Yu, making him somewhat embarrassed.
"How about it, Mr. Li Sihao, my disciple won the first round, didn't he?"
Divine Doctor Du also heaved a sigh of relief and asked, stroking his beard.
"Yes, he won!"
Li Sihao was somewhat unwilling to admit defeat, but with so many eyes watching, he had to concede.
"Then for the second round, it will be my disciple's turn to choose a patient for you!"
Divine Doctor Du nodded slightly at Qin Yu, meaning he should choose a difficult and complicated case.
"How about him?"
Qin Yu pointed to Ou Changfeng sitting on a chair, a man the doctors said might not make it. He wanted to see if Li Sihao could cure him.
"Sir, is that okay with you?"
Divine Doctor Du turned to Ou Changfeng and asked.
"As long as you can cure me!"
Ou Changfeng said in a muffled voice.
He was feeling incredibly uncomfortable and wanted to be treated sooner rather than later; enduring the pain just wasn't an option anymore, feeling as if it were about to explode.
"Then, sir, please stand up so I can examine you!"
Li Sihao took a few steps and said to Ou Changfeng.
"I was kicked here, and it's swollen pretty badly, so going to the bathroom is inconvenient!"
Ou Changfeng pointed to his groin and said with a dark face. He detested Ximen Qing with all his heart, but sadly, the man had been struck dead by lightning.
"We need a screen here, please!"
Li Sihao adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said.
Soon, Shi Wei and his junior brought a screen and surrounded Ou Changfeng and Li Sihao behind it.
"Ouch...."
Not more than half a minute later, Ou Changfeng's cries resounded like those of a pig being slaughtered. Presumably, Li Sihao was examining him or maybe inserting needles.
After a full half hour,
Li Sihao walked out from behind the screen first, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and said to Divine Doctor Du, "It should be better!"
"Remove the screen!"
Divine Doctor Du waved his hand, and when the screen was taken away, a sweaty Ou Changfeng was revealed, with his flushed face as red as a crab.
But there was a hint of a smile on her face, "These people from Stick Nation, they do have some skills, they really helped reduce my swelling, and it's not painful anymore!"
"That's good!"
Divine Doctor Du nodded his head.
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Qin Yu had won a round, and Li Sihao had also won one round, making the third round all the more crucial.
Moreover, it was Li Sihao's turn to pick a patient again. If Qin Yu lost, his ancient Beauty Enhancement Pill would be gone.
For a moment, Divine Doctor Du also felt immense pressure.
"Hehe, it's my turn to choose a patient again, isn't it?"
Li Sihao pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and, with his hands behind his back, walked over to the patient at the doorway. He stood there for a good ten minutes before pointing at a short, lifeless-eyed old lady and said, "Her!"
"Me... me?"
The old lady walked into the courtyard somewhat confusedly, her steps faltering and her lips trembling, seemingly quite ill.
"Yes, you. You have blocked energy in your meridians, which is why you have no appetite, don't want to sleep, and even have thoughts of suicide!"
Li Sihao confidently diagnosed the old lady's condition aloud.
It was a clear declaration—a blatant challenge to say that the old lady's ailment was something he believed Qin Yu couldn't cure.
"Hmm... Qin Yu, with this old lady's condition, acupuncture should..."
Divine Doctor Du couldn't help but remind Qin Yu to treat the old lady with the Peach Blossom Nine Needles.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yu waved his hand and said gravely, "The old lady's illness isn't in her body."
"Hmm?"
Li Sihao frowned, impressed. This young man could see that the old lady's condition wasn't a physical ailment.
If one were to use acupuncture or herbal soups, it would all be useless.
For a moment, he too became nervous. Could he be facing a setback today?
"Qin Yu, what do you mean by that?"
Divine Doctor Du also showed a puzzled expression.
"Hmph, if the illness isn't in the body, where else could it be?" Ou Changfeng snorted dissatisfiedly.
"Right, even if we don't understand medicine, we still know that if the body is ill, the person won't be well!"
"Divine Doctor Du, is your young disciple talking nonsense?"
"Surely he's not getting carried away after winning just one round?"
Qin Yu's words had exceeded the understanding of many people, causing the patients watching at the gate to also start doubting him.
"Master, everyone, I haven't finished speaking yet."
Qin Yu stood up and looked around before speaking loudly, "The old lady's illness is indeed not in her body but in her heart. Too much melancholy in her heart that can't dissipate is what's causing her to find no taste in food, to be unable to sleep at night, and to have no hope of continuing to live!"
"Oh, so it's a heart disease!"
With Qin Yu's explanation, everyone suddenly came to a realization.
"Hehe, you are indeed quite impressive to be able to tell at first glance that the old lady has a heart issue. Go ahead, please treat her!"
Li Sihao took a look at Qin Yu and sat back down in his chair.
They say that emotional ailments require emotional cures, but what exactly is an "emotional cure"? I'm afraid there isn't a doctor in the world who would dare to claim they can concoct such a medicine.
"Old lady, please sit down!"
Qin Yu, calm and composed, helped the old lady to sit on his chair and then gently asked, "Who else do you have in your family besides yourself?"
"There's... a son, a daughter-in-law... My spouse passed away many years ago, so it's just the three of us now!"
The old lady said somewhat distractedly.
"Wenrou, check it out!"
Having gotten the basic information from the old lady, Qin Yu nodded slightly at Lu Wenrou.
Since the old lady's condition was a heart issue, acupuncture and herbal soups would be useless.
He needed to devise a personalized "emotional cure" for her!
