898: C898 Patient

C898 Patient

When the old man heard this, he instantly started crying. He held Zhou Yi's hand and didn't say anything for a long time.

Zhou Yi didn't rush him and only made him cry. Then, he said, "Old man, since you want me to go to the hospital, please lead the way!"

"Alright!" Hearing this, the old man quickly responded and then brought Zhou Yi to the end of the street.

When the youth saw that the old man was fine, he felt at ease and left.

However, before he left, Zhou Yi gifted him a Formation Stone: "Bring it with you!"

Although the young man didn't know what Zhou Yi meant, he still took back his hands, saluted Zhou Yi and left.

The old man walked to the end of the street and walked towards a luxury car by the side of the road.

Zhou Yi was surprised. It seemed like this old man's identity was not ordinary.

"Master, where did you go? I'm so worried about you. You refused to answer my phone call!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man jumped out of the car. After seeing the old man, he hurriedly went forward to support him.

"It's nothing, my phone was stolen!" The old man spoke in a low and dignified voice. Compared to his previous appearance, he was like a completely different person.

Perhaps when he was seeking medical treatment for his son, he was the most ordinary father in the world. Perhaps he was the real him now.

The other party did not expect him to say that. He was stunned but his expression returned to normal, "Master, I will go get your phone back in a while. Wait for me here!"

"No need!" The old man waved his hand and turned around. He looked at Zhou Yi and the other man and said, "I've found the Godly Doctor for Shihao, we can't delay it any longer. Let's go back first!"

"Wh-what?" Divine Doctor? Didn't young master always have Dr. Dahl to take care of him? "You …" The middle-aged man's expression was even more astonished than when he heard that the old man had lost his phone. He sized up Zhou Yi and Wu Hou, his eyes filled with doubt.

Why did this old master go out for a stroll, throw his phone, and pick up two doctors?

"Cut the crap, go home!" The old man turned around and waved at Zhou Yi. Then, Zhou Yi and Mo Qingcheng walked over.

They got into the luxury car and followed the old man home.

On the way, the elder roughly told Zhou Yi about his son's situation.

It turned out that the old man had retired from the military. His son was young and capable, and had already reached the main hall level. However, he didn't expect to get such a strange disease that he was completely paralyzed on the bed.

"It's been a year!" As the old man spoke, tears once again flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Master, don't be sad. Didn't Doctor Dahl say that young master suffered some kind of nerve damage? As long as you take proper care of him, he can still stand up!" The middle-aged man comforted her as he drove.

Zhou Yi didn't say anything. He didn't see the patient's condition, so he couldn't give a casual evaluation.

The car drove for about half an hour and then drove directly into the military compound. Then, it stopped in front of a villa.

The old man got out of the car and walked to the back. He personally opened the door for Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Afterward, the old man walked towards the mansion with Zhou Yi. The villa's decorations were in a Chinese style and it was very simple.

When the old man opened the door, a nanny came to greet him. "Master is back!" He then handed a pair of slippers to the old man.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi was about to take off his shoes, but he was stopped by the old man, "There's no need to be so careful, come in!"

Then, he pulled Zhou Yi inside.

When Mo Qingcheng followed him and changed into slippers, Zhou Yi had already been pulled to the second floor by the old man.

The room on the second floor was the room where the old man's son lived.1

Exquisite apparatus were placed around the room. The son of the old man was lying on the bed with a pale face, unable to move all year round, causing the man in his thirties to look exceptionally pale.

"Qinian, this is the doctor I've found for you!" The old man stretched out his hand and gently pushed the hair in front of the man's forehead back.

"Dad, I already told you, stop wasting your strength, I can't get up!" The man sighed and spoke with a tone of complete abandonment.

"Bullshit!" The old man was clearly quite angered, the corners of his eyes and mouth constantly quivering.

Then, perhaps he felt that his tone was a bit too harsh, he hurriedly changed his tone and said, "This doctor is different. Don't worry, he will definitely be able to cure your illness!"

Zhou Yi looked at the old man in surprise. He really wanted to ask the old man who gave him that confidence that he could really cure his son's illness.

Just as Zhou Yi was in a trance, the old man had already walked in front of him. He pulled Zhou Yi's hand and walked towards the bedside.

"Quick, help Qinian take a look!" The old man let go of Zhou Yi's hand and said anxiously.

Zhou Yi sighed helplessly and sat on the bed. He reached out his hand and placed two fingers on the man's wrist.

As the energy entered Zhou Yi's eyes, he slowly closed them.

Energy entered from his wrist and began to explore the meridians in his body. If he couldn't move from the neck down and didn't have any external injuries, then there must be a problem with his meridians.

Zhou Yi pushed the man inch by inch to his lumbar spine and found that there seemed to be traces of black air swirling around the man's spine.

His eyes suddenly opened.

"How is it? Can Zhi Nian's illness be cured?" Seeing that Zhou Yi reacted, the elder quickly spoke up.

"Sure!" Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and then said.

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, the man looked at him in surprise. The old man was so happy that he was about to jump up. He walked around the room excitedly for a dozen rounds before stopping.

The man had been lying in bed for a year, and of all the people who had come to see him, except for Dr. Dahl, only Zhou Yi's answer was yes.

The way he was sure was different from Dahl. Dahl said that as long as his nerves returned to normal, he would return to normal.

However, Zhou Yi said that it could be cured!

It was a lie to say that he wasn't excited, but a man didn't dare to believe him completely, because he knew that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The old man finally stopped his footsteps with great difficulty. He arrived in front of Zhou Yi and asked carefully, "When will the treatment start?"

Zhou Yi thought for a while. "Any time!"

After treating him, he still had to return to Jiang City. He took two days of leave from Jiang City's hospital, if he did not return tomorrow, the head of the department would probably go berserk.

He always remembered that he was only a small doctor now.

"Great, then let's do it now!" The elder said excitedly.

The man on the bed also couldn't help but pick at his own dad. Wasn't his dad a bit too anxious?

Who knew that the doctor became even more anxious, "Then take off his clothes, and then turn him over and let him lie on the bed. I want to give him acupuncture!"

Actually, Zhou Yi could directly use energy to force those things out, but as a Chinese doctor, acupuncture was his most adept method.

"Alright!" Right after he finished speaking, the elder started to happily strip his son. He then called the butler and turned the man over, waiting for Zhou Yi's treatment …

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