As they spoke, Lu Fan arrived at the room. After a careful observation, he smiled and said, "Can I give it a try?"
Everyone paused and looked towards the room.
"Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would be useless. What ability can you, a mere boy, possess?" Huang Da Xian grumbled. "Are you questioning my medical skills?"
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. It would be best if I could cure him," Lu Fan said with a smile. "Medical skills know no difference in skill. I presume you wouldn't want to see this person pass away!"
"Nonsense, of course I don't want him to die, but even I am helpless. How can you, a mere child, be capable?" Huang Da Xian complained. "I understand this ailment. Even a national medical master could not succeed."
"That's where you're mistaken, old senior," Boss Chu stepped forward and said. "Our esteemed master is no ordinary person. Even when compared to national medical masters, he is not inferior in the slightest."
Fatty Chen nodded in agreement. He had heard about Lu Fan's medical skills.
"Young man, do you truly have a way?" Old Master Wang stepped forward. "If you don't have absolute confidence, then forget it! Even Huang Da Xian couldn't help, this matter seems hopeless."
"As a physician, who devotes himself to the art of healing, why would I care about fame or profit?" Lu Fan smiled. "This Huang Da Xian here can be said to be unworthy of his reputation!"
"What an arrogant brat! I am quite renowned in these ten miles and eight villages. How dare you slander me," Huang Da Xian roared. "Today, you probably won't be able to escape."
"Huang Da Xian, please don't be angry. The young boy is just inexperienced," Old Master Wang stepped forward to placate him. "My old wife is likely beyond saving. Huang Da Xian has done his best. We will definitely send a banner of appreciation in the future."
"Hmph!" Huang Da Xian flicked his sleeves. "No need for a banner. What use do I have for a banner if the person is not cured?"
"This..." Old Master Wang looked troubled, unsure of what to do.
"Since you have a way, then go and treat him."
Huang Da Xian said directly, "I'd like to see what kind of divine ability you possess."
Lu Fan said no more and turned towards the room. He checked Old Madam Wang's pulse and observed her carefully before smiling. "If I'm not mistaken, Old Madam Wang has had a chronic illness for at least several decades."
"Yes, indeed she has a chronic illness," Old Master Wang nodded. "Young man, you are indeed miraculous."
"Suffering from a chronic illness for many years has caused her body's vital energy to be stagnant and her blood circulation to be poor, leading to these symptoms," Lu Fan stated directly. "This kind of ailment can be treated by simply improving circulation, even in ordinary hospitals. There is no need for any national medical master!"
"This is simply utter nonsense!" Huang Da Xian exclaimed in anger. "This is a terminal illness. How could it be an ordinary ailment?"
Fatty Chen and the others also looked surprised. Old Madam Wang's breathing was unstable, and she indeed appeared to be on the verge of death. If it were truly a minor illness, why would she be so severe?
"Throughout history, incompetent doctors have harmed people. Your hands are likely stained with many lives,"
Lu Fan said coldly, simultaneously manipulating silver needles and pricking a few points on Old Madam Wang. His expression became even more indifferent.
Huang Da Xian stood by, closely observing everything. He was eager to know what methods Lu Fan possessed.
Old Master Wang mumbled, continuously praying for divine protection, his heart filled with anxiety. Fifty years of shared hardship, how could he not cherish it?
*Pfft...*
Shortly after, Old Madam Wang spat out a mouthful of blood. Her ashen face finally regained a trace of color, and she appeared much more relaxed, as if something had been unblocked.
"How is this possible!" Huang Da Xian exclaimed, stepping back a few paces.
He had some reputation in these ten miles and eight villages. Now, Lu Fan's actions were not only shattering his reputation.
"My wife, my wife is alive!" Old Master Wang cried out in joy and knelt before Lu Fan. "You are truly Hua Tuo reincarnated. Young man, please accept my bow."
"It's just a small effort, sir. There's no need for this," Lu Fan quickly helped him up. "In the future, if you have any ailments, just go to the hospital. If I hadn't been here today, Old Madam Wang's life would have been forfeit."
"Huang Da Xian, it seems your medical skills are not that good, otherwise, how could you have caused such a misunderstanding?" Fatty Chen commented. "I also came from these ten miles and eight villages, and I know your reputation. With what has happened now, you must be losing face."
"Hmph, everyone makes mistakes," Huang Da Xian said coldly. "He has already cured the person. I have nothing more to say."
"I am not targeting you, but human lives are at stake. I hope you will behave yourself in the future," Lu Fan said coldly. "If a similar situation occurs again, I will not show any mercy."
Huang Da Xian's face turned ashen, and he turned to walk out the door. He had always been arrogant and had never been lectured like this before, making it unbearable for him.
"I see your 印堂 (yīntáng - the space between your eyebrows) is dark. If you leave alone tonight, you will surely encounter trouble!"
Lu Fan's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of goodwill.
"Nonsense. As a Feng Shui master in these ten miles and eight villages, my destiny is extremely strong. Let alone walking at night, even staying at Niutou Mountain for a night would be without incident." Huang Da Xian turned back. "Your medical skills might be passable, but you can't scare me."
Watching the departing figure, Lu Fan said nothing further.
Fatty Chen stepped forward and asked, "Master, will this Huang Da Xian really get into trouble tonight?"
"A dark 印堂 (yīntáng) is not a good omen," Lu Fan squinted. "Whether he will get into trouble tonight, how can I know."
Fatty Chen nodded slightly, not daring to inquire further.
Old Master Wang boiled a few eggs, prepared a few plates of peanuts, and brought out several bottles of aged wine. "Young man, the village has nothing much. These are all things we managed to gather. Please make do with them."
Looking at the items on the table, Boss Chu frowned. "I say, old man, are you being a bit too stingy? Our master has cured your wife, and you're giving us this to eat?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Fan sat down at the table and began to eat slowly. He glanced at Boss Chu casually and said, "If you don't want to eat, then wait outside. This is the elder's heartfelt gesture, and perhaps it is his best."
"It is the master who is insightful!" Fatty Chen quickly cupped his fists. "Old Master Wang's family is not well-off, and the village has nothing much to eat. This is truly his best."
At this point, tears welled up in Fatty Chen's eyes. Lu Fan's consideration made him more certain that he had followed the right person.
"Boss Chu, since you are not eating, you can stand outside," Old Zhao said with a smile. "This is the master's intention."
"You..." Boss Chu's face was displeased, but he dared not say anything more. He quickly walked outside, feeling helpless. In reality, he was very hungry.