Elder Yuan.
A doctoral supervisor at the School of Medicine, he was already past retirement age and no longer took on doctoral students. Instead, he taught a freshman class at Blue Sea University, with four to five classes a week, which was not too taxing. However, just over two months before the end of the freshman year, he fell ill.
This led to his retirement, as even if he didn't want to retire mentally, his physical condition simply wouldn't allow it!
Elder Yuan lived in an old-fashioned house, not far from Blue Sea University. It was a detached house with a yard.
Upon arriving at Elder Yuan's residence, Yang Feilong saw a young man, around thirty years old. Through conversations between Li Weimin, Liu Qi, and others, Yang Feilong learned that this man was his competitor, Liu Duoxin, a doctoral student.
Liu Duoxin had also learned through phone calls that his competitor was a young man who looked under twenty, carrying a package and appearing like a country bumpkin. A hint of disdain flickered in his eyes: "An opponent who hasn't even been to university, learned for a few days from a barefoot doctor, and now wants to compete with me? I'll crush him easily!"
As for Liu Qi mentioning that this opponent was the disciple of a divine doctor, he had inquired but had never heard of such a person. Therefore, he dismissed Yang Feilong's master as a so-called barefoot doctor. While he had initially been a little cautious about Liu Qi's instructions, upon seeing Yang Feilong, he completely disregarded them.
The door opened.
A young woman, appearing to be in her thirties or forties, came into view: "Dean Liu, you're here."
"Dean Lei," the group also greeted her with smiles. This woman, Lei Yu, was also a leader at Blue Sea University, the dean of the School of International Trade, and was not yet forty years old. She was also Elder Yuan's daughter-in-law.
"My father's health isn't good. He's currently sunbathing in the yard," Lei Yu said with a smile. "Let's go in."
They followed her into the yard.
Soon, they saw an old man lying on a reclining chair, it was Elder Yuan.
"Dad, people are here!" Lei Yu said with a smile.
"Teacher Yuan!" the others also called out.
However, Elder Yuan, lying with his back to them, showed no reaction at all.
"Something's wrong!"
The next moment, everyone felt that something was amiss.
Elder Yuan wasn't responding to them at all.
They all moved forward and came to face Elder Yuan. What greeted their eyes was Elder Yuan with a crooked mouth and drool, along with other abnormal signs, such as his eyes appearing somewhat vacant.
"Oh no!"
"These are symptoms suggestive of a stroke!"
Apart from Lei Yu, the others had some medical knowledge and quickly concluded that Elder Yuan might be having a stroke!
"Stroke?" Lei Yu was struck by lightning: "He was fine just now."
"This is an acute stroke!" Li Weimin said gravely, "Call 120 quickly, or his life could be in danger."
"Call... call the phone," Lei Yu's face showed panic. She was so scared she didn't know what to do. It wasn't that she hadn't seen much, but this concerned her father, and it happened so suddenly that she was flustered.
Just then, Yang Feilong spoke in a deep voice, "Acute stroke, the sooner it's treated, the better!"
"Even an idiot knows that, but now we can only wait for 120!" Liu Duoxin retorted upon hearing this.
Yang Feilong glanced at him, then turned to Lei Yu and said, "Dean Lei, I can treat Elder Yuan's illness. But it cannot be delayed; the longer we wait, the more difficult the treatment will be!"
Lei Yu was frantically trying to call 120, fumbling and unable to connect. Hearing this, she looked at Yang Feilong with suspicion. It wasn't her fault for being suspicious; Yang Feilong was too young, and treating a stroke required going to a major hospital for infusions, medication, and so on.
"Treat a stroke?" Liu Duoxin almost burst out laughing. Seeing Yang Feilong's demeanor, he believed that even if Elder Yuan had an accident, Yang Feilong would leave everyone with the impression of being a braggart in critical moments.
Although he himself hadn't performed well, with others doing worse, it made him look better. Coupled with his superior academic qualifications, he couldn't figure out any reason why they would choose Yang Feilong!
But at this moment, Li Weimin's eyes lit up, and he said repeatedly, "Yang Feilong is the favored disciple of Divine Doctor Bai. Divine Doctor Bai can completely cure illnesses more terrifying than stroke, so Yang Feilong, as Divine Doctor Bai's disciple, should have no problem curing Elder Yuan's stroke, and completely!"
"That's right!" Both Liu Qi and another vice-dean echoed this sentiment.
They had all had the good fortune to witness Divine Doctor Bai's medical skills once, and they were amazed. Of course, Liu Duoxin had seen them the most!
Liu Duoxin was dumbfounded at this point. What was going on? Why did everyone trust Yang Feilong so much? And he could completely cure a stroke? What a joke! When could strokes be completely cured!
Hearing this, although Lei Yu was still suspicious, she believed Yang Feilong a little more, like a drowning person grasping at a straw: "Young man, I'm asking for your trouble. Please save my father. Our family will definitely repay your great kindness!"
"Dean Lei is too kind. Treating illness and saving lives is the proper medical ethics of our generation! I dare not ask for any reward!" While speaking, Yang Feilong opened one of the packages and took out a small box.
When the box was opened, everyone saw a densely packed array of needles, as well as several small porcelain bottles of various shapes.
Seeing a box of the same style as Divine Doctor Bai's, Li Weimin and the others' expectations grew.
He opened one of the porcelain bottles and took out a pill. Unlike Western medicine pills, it looked like traditional Chinese medicine, but it was different.
This was a life-saving medicine, worth a considerable amount, but Yang Feilong did not hesitate.
"Elder Yuan is in such a state, he can't swallow this pill!" At this moment, Liu Duoxin's harsh voice sounded. He was conflicted; he hoped Yang Feilong would save Elder Yuan because of his medical ethics, but he didn't want Yang Feilong to succeed. Because if he succeeded, his own job would be lost! Of course, it wasn't that he couldn't find a job, but he wouldn't be able to get into a top institution like Blue Sea University!
"Yes!" Lei Yu couldn't help but agree.
Others were also puzzled.
"This medicine dissolves upon contact with the mouth," Yang Feilong replied, then gently placed it into Elder Yuan's mouth, and continued, "Now we need to carry Elder Yuan into the house; this place is not suitable for treatment!"
Soon, everyone helped carry Elder Yuan to the bed inside the house!
"Everyone, please go outside. For the next treatment, I cannot be disturbed by anyone!" Yang Feilong said.
Everyone was somewhat regretful, especially Li Weimin and the other two, but they did not refuse.
"I want to see how Yang Feilong cures Elder Yuan!" Even at this point, Liu Duoxin still didn't believe that the other party could save Elder Yuan.