Upon entering the room, Ling Tian saw three people sitting on a sofa by a coffee table.
In the center sat a man in his early forties. Beside him was a bald old man in his early sixties, and opposite the man was an elder with a ruddy face and white hair, appearing to be in his sixties.
The identities of these three were not simple. The man in his forties was Deputy Director Wu of the third office of the Sword Bureau, and he was also a renowned expert in internal medicine.
The bald old man was Gu Daquan, a famous traditional Chinese medicine master in the country, most skilled in acupuncture, known in the industry as the "King of Needles."
Gu Daquan's medical skills were passed down through more than ten generations, with ancestors who had even served as imperial physicians. His life had been dedicated to the study of acupuncture techniques. Currently, he was one of the chief editors for the acupuncture textbooks used in most Chinese medicine schools across the country!
As for the red-faced elder, he was over 80 years old, but looked no older than sixty. This man was even more remarkable. His name was Mu Shouchuan, and he was not just an ordinary master of traditional Chinese medicine. It could be said that he was one of the few surviving titans of Chinese medicine today!
When the staff introduced the identities of these three to Ling Tian, he was somewhat stunned.
He had heard his teacher, Lan Ruoting, talk about well-known and skilled traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the country. The names of these two were specifically mentioned by his teacher.
There was no need to mention Mu Shouchuan, a titan of Chinese medicine, whom even Lan Ruoting would respectfully call senior.
The "King of Needles," Gu Daquan, was even more impressive. His acupuncture techniques were incredibly skillful, capable of saving patients with acute critical conditions like myocardial infarction, cerebral infarction, and cerebral hemorrhage with just a few needles, immediately turning them from critical to stable!
Achieving this was no easy feat; it required a deep family heritage, guidance from renowned masters, exceptional comprehension, and extensive clinical experience.
Ling Tian was somewhat bewildered that such eminent figures would personally examine him, a mere nobody.
These individuals were also surprised when they saw Ling Tian.
They had reviewed his profile and found it incredible that a doctor under twenty years old possessed such high medical skills.
They thought the information might be mistaken, but upon seeing him in person, they realized the data was accurate. Indeed, there were exceptionally talented individuals in this world.
Ling Tian sat down opposite Deputy Director Wu. The bald old man, Gu Daquan, spoke first.
"Young man, you claim you can treat glioblastoma?"
His voice was incredibly loud, like a braying donkey, making Ling Tian's ears buzz.
It was not surprising that this man, despite being over sixty, still had such strong vitality. Acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine was a physically demanding skill. During treatment, the doctor's mind had to remain highly focused, and their hands steady and precise.
Without sufficient physical strength and constitution, significant breakthroughs in acupuncture were difficult to achieve.
"Yes, elder!" Ling Tian replied with a smile.
"Don't call me elder, I'm not that old. Just call me Old Gu!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Tian repeatedly shook his head. Given their age difference, he couldn't bring himself to do so.
"How about this, I'll call you Teacher Gu. I've read your works and benefited greatly from them, so it's only fitting I call you teacher."
"Call me whatever you like. Answer my question!"
"I need to see the patient's condition, the location of the brain tumor, and its stage of development.
If the tumor's location can be reached by the needle, then I will treat it with acupuncture!
Additionally, I will supplement with Chinese medicine to strengthen the patient's foundation, restore their health, and enhance their immune system..." Ling Tian explained patiently.
"Then tell me, how do you kill the tumor by inserting needles into the patient's brain?" Gu Daquan asked with a frown and an unfriendly tone.
In his opinion, Ling Tian's statement was somewhat absurd.
"Of course, I will use internal energy, guiding the energy through the needle to promote true qi, burning and killing the cancer cells!"
"Bang!"
Gu Daquan was furious and suddenly slammed his hand down on the coffee table.
"Absurd! Utterly absurd!
Do you treat treating illnesses as child's play? Have you been reading too many fantasy novels!"
"Why do you say that!" Ling Tian shrugged helplessly.
"I, Gu Daquan, dare say that in terms of acupuncture in this country, few can match my skill!
The treatment method you described only exists in fantasy novels!"
"Just because you haven't seen something doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
"What? I haven't seen it? Such arrogance! Say that again!" Gu Daquan jumped up, his bald head and wide, staring eyes looking quite intimidating.
At this moment, Mu Shouchuan, who was sitting beside them, spoke.
"Hey, Little Gu, what are you doing? Don't scare the child.
Fewer and fewer young people are studying Chinese medicine these days. If you scare the child away, who will inherit our legacy in the future?"
"Elder Mu, it's not that I intentionally want to scare him, it's just that what this kid said is too unreliable.
Guiding energy through needles, good heavens, this technique did exist historically, but the problem is it's been lost for hundreds of years!
Even if it hadn't been lost, to perform this acupuncture technique, one would need very high martial arts cultivation and profound internal energy.
Do you think this child, this young man, can achieve that?"
Mu Shouchuan shook his head and looked at Ling Tian with a kind smile.
"Young man, who is your teacher?"
"Elder, my teacher's name is Gong Heming! He is a successor of the Medical Saint lineage!"
Upon hearing Ling Tian's words, Gu Daquan trembled.
"Medical Saint? Isn't the lineage of the Medical Saint broken for centuries?" the bald man asked in disbelief.
As a top TCM practitioner in the country, he was certainly aware of the existence of the Medical Saint lineage.
However, in his understanding, the Medical Saint's lineage had long since died out.
"I met his teacher!"
Mu Shouchuan's statement left both Ling Tian and Gu Daquan stunned.
"That was over 30 years ago. A group of us old fellows were invited to diagnose a difficult and complicated case. The condition was very complex, and all of us old guys were powerless.
I still remember his teacher, a young man in his thirties at the time, who used many traditional Chinese medicine methods that we thought were lost. He managed to pull the patient back from the brink of death!
Later, I had a conversation with him and realized his medical skills were unfathomable.
Unfortunately, their Medical Saint lineage refused to bow to the secular world, focusing solely on medical research. We lost contact over the decades and have had no further dealings!"
Ling Tian immediately stood up and bowed deeply to Mu Shouchuan.
"Elder, I didn't expect you to have such a connection with my teacher. I apologize for my rudeness!"