Chapter 78: The Gravely Ill Big Figure

Jiang Feng saw Lu Shanqing kneeling, hurried forward, extended his hand and helped the person up.

"Lu Lao, get up quickly."

"If you have something to say, say it while seated; kneeling is not a way to solve problems, especially since you are an elder—this courtesy I cannot accept."

Lu Shanqing clenched Jiang Feng's wrist tightly, his eyes reddened.

"Mr. Jiang, I know this request is abrupt, but I truly have no way out! My Lu family, dozens of people from top to bottom, all rely on a single word from you!"

Hua Lao, hearing this, hurriedly brought a rattan chair.

"Chairman Lu, rest assured—if Jiang Feng can help you, he will certainly act; don't be impatient."

Hua Jing and Lu Shanqing have also known each other for many years.

All these years, Ji Shi Tang has been able to keep operating steadily without being taken over by Yang Wencheng, also thanks to Lu Shanqing's help, so he also works hard to appease the other side.

Lu Shanqing took several deep breaths, only then could he barely suppress the surging emotions.

Sun Boyong sighed beside him, turned his head and explained to Jiang Feng.

"Mr. Jiang, don't take it personally; old Lu truly hit an impassable hurdle this time, which is why he acted so out of line."

Jiang Feng nodded and sat on the chair opposite Lu Shanqing.

"Lu Lao, take your time. What exactly happened? As long as I can be of help, I won't refuse."

Lu Shanqing inhaled deeply, and slowly began to speak.

"I served as chairman of the Jiangnan Chinese Medicine Association for ten years. Over those years I handled between eight hundred and a thousand cases of cerebrovascular patients, never making a mistake. This time it was a big figure from the Provincial Capital who suddenly suffered a stroke a while ago, collapsed in his office, and remained unconscious for a full three days."

He paused, his gaze drifting to the distance, as if recalling the urgent scene at that time.

"The Provincial Government summoned several Western medical experts, performed every possible examination, and all concluded that the brain vessels were severely blocked; even if rescued, paralysis was likely."

"Later the director of the Provincial Government Hospital found me; I went personally to the Provincial Capital, stayed up for two days and two nights, and finally pulled the person back from the Gate of Ghosts. On the third morning, that big figure awoke."

"Isn't that good? How did another incident occur suddenly?"

Hua Lao couldn't help but interject, his face full of doubt.

According to Lu Shanqing's medical skill, stabilizing the condition should pose no problem.

"Who says it isn't?"

Lu Shanqing gave a bitter smile, his tone full of frustration.

【5】 "I left the therapeutic prescription, instructed the precautions, and then returned to Jiangcheng."

I left the Prescription for treatment, reminded them of the precautions, and then returned to Jiangcheng.

"But yesterday morning, the First Provincial Hospital suddenly called me, saying that the big figure began convulsing uncontrollably at midnight, his breathing nearly stopped; Western doctors rescued him for over half an hour before barely stabilizing him. He is now in the ICU, sustained by a ventilator, unable even to swallow on his own!"

Upon hearing this, everyone inhaled a gasp of cold air.

A recurrent stroke is already dangerous, and reaching the point of needing a ventilator clearly indicates extreme criticality.

Lu Shanqing's voice grew lower, tinged with despair.

"After his son rushed back, he summoned me to the hospital and, in front of all the doctors, said that if I cannot save his father, not only will I be held responsible, but no one in the Lu family will ever be okay."

"Mr. Jiang, you don't know, his son's current position… a single sentence can decide the life or death of our Lu family!"

As he finished, his voice trembled, evidently frightened by that threat.

Hua Jing grew angry, slapped his thigh: "Isn't this bullying? If you can't save his father, you let others be buried with him? That's absurd!"

Lu Shanqing gave a bitter smile: "His status is sky‑high; what can a mere commoner like me do? I can only look everywhere for help, which is why I… turned to Brother Boyong."

Sun Boyong nodded, also showing a faint bitter smile.

"Actually I also helped review the medical records; that big figure is elderly, had a coronary artery bypass surgery last year, has many underlying diseases, and Western doctors have already said that even if rescued, he may become a vegetative patient."

"Old Lu consulted me, but my specialty is Heart Pulse disease; I have no confidence in treating the subsequent therapy for cerebral vessel blockage, truly cannot help."

"I originally came today to observe the Medical Duel, didn't intend to trouble you."

Lu Shanqing looked again at Jiang Feng.

"But you have already beaten the Disciple of Medicine King Valley, and the Ghost Gate Thirteen Hands is a secret art lost for a hundred years; your medical skill is definitely above mine! Mr. Jiang, I beg you to accompany me to the Provincial Capital, save that big figure, and also save my Lu family!"

As he spoke, he tried to kneel on the ground again, but Jiang Feng stopped him in time.

Jiang Feng watched his urgent demeanor, his brows slightly furrowed.

The other party's identity is special, and the condition is dangerous.

He must first clarify the key information before judging whether he can treat.

"Lu Lao, I need to know his past medical history, and the details before this recurrence."

"For example, before the recurrence was there emotional excitement, did he stop medication, how was his diet? These may affect the treatment plan."

Lu Shanqing hurriedly nodded, speaking at a rapid pace.

"The day before the recurrence, he was a bit emotionally excited, slept poorly at night, ate lightly, only drank a little home‑sent rice wine… oh right."

"Also a key point: after this recurrence, Western doctors found a fresh blood clot in his brain vessels, not the old blockage."

"That shows the anticoagulant medication didn't work, possibly due to drug insensitivity."

Jiang Feng, after listening, formed a rough judgment, but did not answer immediately; instead he asked,

"You should have told me the big figure's identity, right? Since the condition is special, I need to know his bodily tolerance, such as any allergy history or other surgeries."

Lu Shanqing's body froze instantly, his gaze scanning the five people.

Seeing only trustworthy people, he leaned forward, his voice extremely low.

"Mr. Jiang, to be frank, he is the former Imperial Military Commander‑in‑Chief… Huo Junshan."

"Huo Junshan?"

Hua Jing's tea cup fell to the ground, shattering, the scalding tea splashed onto his shoe, yet he seemed oblivious.

"Is… is that the old commander who guarded the northwest frontier for thirty years and repelled foreign enemies, Commander Huo?"

Su Xueyan's complexion also grew solemn.

Huo Junshan's name, she had heard since childhood; her grandfather often said this old commander was Jiangnan's Sea‑Stabilizing Needle.

Even after retiring, the impact is not small.

She truly didn't expect that the big figure Lu Shanqing mentioned turned out to be this legendary person.

Hua Jing said seriously at this moment.

"Huo Lao the commander is eighty‑seven this year; if this time he doesn't make it through, not only will the Lu family have trouble, but the situation in Jiangnan may also be impacted. Mr. Jiang, if you can save him, you will not only save the Lu family but also earn great merit."

"Don't worry, leave it to me here at Ji Shi Tang!"

Jiang Feng was silent for a few seconds, then slowly nodded.

"Alright, I can step in."

"Good, good, good!"

Lu Shanqing instantly burst into tears of joy, repeatedly bowing to Jiang Feng.

"Thank you! Mr. Jiang! You truly are the Life-saving Benefactor of our Lu family!"

"Mr. Jiang, shall we leave right now? After all, a minute later means an extra risk for Huo Lao!"

"Alright, let's go."

The three of them rose immediately.

At the doorway, the carriage arranged by Lu Shanqing had been waiting early.

The three just got into the carriage and sped toward the Provincial Capital.