Old Man Zhong's situation made the Zhong family very anxious, and after being silent for a while, everyone didn't come up with any good way, Zhong Tianyi said next to him: "What my sister said is also reasonable, we can't do nothing, okay, we have to give it a try, maybe it can be cured?"

After a long time, Zhong Yueze nodded weakly, and now there is no way, the Zhong family is not a family of doctors, and they don't know any clever medical skills, and their son and daughter are reasonable, they can't let the old man wait for death.

Soon, the Zhong family sent Mr. Zhong to a private higher hospital in Kyoto for treatment through special channels, this hospital is very famous in Kyoto, but it is also known as an aristocratic hospital, which means that the cost of this hospital is very expensive, and it is not a place where ordinary people can afford to treat, but for the Zhong family, it is naturally not a problem.

Eighty percent of the doctors in this high-level hospital are foreign doctors hired by Gaoxin, and some of them are international famous doctors, who do not sit in the hospital on weekdays, but are abroad, and they must make an appointment in advance to see a doctor.

However, the dean is a Chinese, and he also has a certain friendship with the Zhong family, when the Zhong family sent the old man in, he immediately summoned Powell, the most famous internist in this hospital, from abroad overnight to help Zhong Yubo treat.

A whole high-level medical team, under the leadership of Powell, immediately helped Mr. Zhong Yubo to conduct various detailed physical examinations, including blood drawing, urine testing, CT and MRI.

But the entire medical team, which claims to be the most advanced in the world, is stunned that there is nothing to do about Zhong Yubo's injury, and modern machines can't even detect ordinary internal qi, let alone innate true qi, and the drugs they injected into Zhong Yubo's blood vessels have not yet taken effect, and they have already lost their effect, making Powell's medical team at a loss.

They have thought of all the ways they can think of, and they have used drugs that are more expensive than diamonds, Zhong Yubo still has no improvement, and even his injuries are still getting worse, and in the end, Powell can only shake his head, which means that he has no choice but to let them think of other ways.

In fact, it is not only Powell, a foreigner doctor, who is sad, but also the people of the Zhong family who have no smile on their faces, and now there is no way to even the best doctor, what else can they do?

Just when the Zhong family was at a loss, Zhong Lingxuan suddenly came in with an old man, and then explained to them: "This old Mr. Wang Hongquan, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, I asked him to come and show grandpa. ”

Hearing Zhong Lingxuan say that this old man was a master of traditional Chinese medicine, the people of the Zhong family were surprised, and they all stepped forward to say hello to him, and the people of the Zhong family were also curious about how Zhong Lingxuan found a master of traditional Chinese medicine, because Zhong Lingxuan had never said anything about it.

In fact, in order to invite Wang Hongquan, Zhong Lingxuan also spent a lot of effort and asked people to find a lot of relationships, so she invited Wang Hongquan, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, compared to Zhong Tianyi, the eldest young master, Zhong Lingxuan is more mature and assertive, but it is a pity that she has always been a girl, and she still has to marry after all, and there is no way to become the head of the Zhong family.

Wang Hongquan is wearing a white Tang costume, with a childish face and crane hair, and he is in good spirits, and now for Wang Hongquan, he rarely sees a doctor, but the person who entrusted him this time is an old friend for many years, so it is not easy to refuse, so he has to come over to have a look.

"Chinese doctor, how is my grandfather's condition?" After Wang Hongquan finished taking the pulse, the Zhong family hurriedly asked.

"You all go out, just let this young lady stay, and when you see a doctor, you need to decide quietly. ”

I saw Wang Hongquan frowning, looking a little displeased, he pointed to the door, and said unceremoniously to those gossiping Zhong family people.

"Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I'm sorry. Zhong Lingxuan glanced at them, meaning to let them go out first, and those people from the Zhong family had no choice but to leave the ward.

At this moment, it is Zhong Lingxuan who is supporting the overall situation, and there are so many of them who have no idea Zhong Lingxuan as a girl.

After all the people of the Zhong family went out, including Zhong Tianyi and his father, only Zhong Lingxuan was left in the ward, and Zhong Lingxuan did not disturb Wang Hongquan's diagnosis, but just stayed quietly aside, until Wang Hongquan looked at her, Zhong Lingxuan asked: "Master of Chinese Medicine, how is my grandfather's condition?"

"Miss Zhong, your grandfather's condition is very serious, I have been practicing medicine for so many years, and it is the first time I have encountered such a difficult situation, I can only use silver needles and medicine to temporarily control the deterioration of your grandfather's injury, and there is no way to cure him. Wang Hongquan said truthfully.

At his current age, he has already seen anything of wealth and fame very lightly, and he doesn't care whether the Zhong family is rich and powerful, money, fame and fortune are such things, whether life brings them to death or not, Wang Hongquan doesn't care anymore, so he won't flatter the Zhong family.

"Then there is the master of Chinese medicine, let the master of Chinese medicine be tired. Although Wang Hongquan said that he could only temporarily control his grandfather's injury, this was already the best result of the Tao these days.

Wang Hongquan nodded, opened the small medicine box he brought, took out a set of silver needles, and then began to help Zhong Yubo with needle treatment, about an hour and a half later, Wang Hongquan pulled out the silver needles from Zhong Yubo's body, and then took out a piece of rice paper from the medicine box, and then took out an old fountain pen that is now extinct, opened a bottle of ink, and then dipped the pen in some ink, and wrote on the rice paper.

Wang Hongquan's handwriting is like a sword walking dragon snake, strong and powerful, a skimming and a horizontal, a vertical and a pinch, giving people a sense of stability like a mountain, even if it is some famous calligraphy masters now, there is no Wang Hongquan's pen power.

After Wang Hongquan finished writing the medicine list, he put down the pen, waited for the ink on the handwriting to dry, and then put the pen away, and then handed the medicine list to Zhong Lingxuan and said: "Take this medicine list to Ren'an Tang to grab the medicine according to the prescription, one medicine a day, drink it in three times, and drink it for three days." ”

"Thank you, Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine. ”

Zhong Lingxuan respectfully took the medicine list with both hands, and then bowed to Wang Hongquan, she didn't mention money from beginning to end, and Wang Hongquan didn't ask her to ask for it, but a generous reward had already been prepared outside, and Wang Hongquan would never be treated badly.