Chapter 2749: with translation of chapter title

"Boss, ionic imbalance caused by dietary imbalance is not this kind of manifestation." Su Yun also listened attentively, he raised a question.

Zheng Ren neither agreed nor disagreed with Su Yun's words, but instead looked at the video of Master Yan.

"Yes, he is in closed-door cultivation, sometimes he doesn't even drink porridge." Master Yan said, "It's already been five years; I estimate it's not related to this."

Five years…… Zheng Ren sighed inwardly, is this considered another kind of living on wind and dew?

"Has your junior brother suffered any external injury? Had any Shou Bing? Received any blood transfusion?" Zheng Ren instinctively followed the procedure to ask about medical history, while he still wondered in his mind whether someone could really do this.

"Twenty-one years ago he suffered an external injury, a right humerus fracture, and underwent Shou Bing in Yangcheng. Post-op recovery was good, and after that nothing else. He also rarely gets sick; although not claiming to be invulnerable to all poisons, but... using your words, he basically hasn't had colds or fevers." Master Yan said.

"How did he get the injury?"

"During body-tempering, he was too Persistent, finally exhausting himself and getting injured. After that I stopped letting him do body-tempering; it was useless."

"What about hypertension, Coronary Heart Disease, and diabetes?"

Zheng Ren kept asking all along, but in the end he didn't obtain any valuable information.

His face darkened; could it be that he really encountered something beyond his worldview? This thought sparked like a firefly, then Zheng Ren snuffed it out.

Impossible! The previous encounters with Master Song and Master Yan were like that. The most strange thing is that on the Bruhl Family members' System Panel there are words written in a diagnosis that he doesn't understand.

Everything can be explained logically; that set of supernatural nonsense is meaningless.

Seeing Zheng Ren fall into silence, Master Yan sighed, his face also somewhat gloomy.

Cutting off the video signal, Zheng Ren sat in his seat like a statue, motionless in contemplation.

Su Yun also stopped chatting idly with Yan Zhangsen; he frowned, looking at the protrusion of the patient's sacrococcygeal region, his black forehead hair moving without wind, unknown what he was thinking.

Yan Zhangsen silently looked at Zheng Lao Ban and Su Yun, sighing in his heart; fundamentally he strongly disagreed with inviting Zheng Lao Ban and Su Yun to come guard the Dharma for the junior uncle.

Indeed, it makes sense: an ancient sect that is out of step with the modern world, when encountering a major event that occurs once every few hundred years, does not seek relevant people but instead looks for a doctor in the secular world…

Yan Zhangsen cannot agree with his grandfather's viewpoint on this.

But when his grandfather glares, his heart trembles; he says whatever is said, to avoid family punishment.

Although Zheng Lao Ban is a bit shrewd in pricing, he is still reasonable; being close and friendly will eventually bring benefits.

Just the junior uncle…… don't delay the tribulation. Thinking of this, Yan Zhangsen feels especially uneasy. Especially thinking about the true qi taking form at the lower back sacrococcygeal area, intending to break out of the body, Yan Zhangsen's heart inevitably becomes anxious.

Although called the junior uncle, he's actually like my own younger brother; this is a life-and-death juncture, yet I can't help.

Amid Yan Zhangsen's restlessness, the mountain road of over an hour was traversed without mishap.

The assistant had already contacted home; when the car stopped at the gate, Master Yan and Song Mo xi were already waiting outside.

"Zheng Lao Ban." Master Yan said loudly with clasped hands.

"Master Yan." Zheng Ren returned the exact same gesture.

"Zheng Lao Ban, long time no see, your bearing remains as before." Song Mo xi said softly.

"Master Song, you're too polite." Zheng Ren only considered it a greeting, then immediately said: "Let's go check on the patient."

The term "patient" is quite unfamiliar to Master Yan, Yan Zhangsen, and Song Mo xi. However, Zheng Lao Ban doesn't mind how he's called; just call him a patient, what does it matter. As long as the problem can be solved, it doesn't matter what he's called.

"Zheng Lao Ban, this way please." The boy who always followed by Master Yan's side said loudly, slightly bowing, leading the way ahead.

"Zheng Lao Ban, I entrust my junior brother to you." Master Yan had a solemn expression, walking side by side with Zheng Ren in the garden, "In this over an hour, I can feel changes in his body; true qi is dissipating, and he cannot circulate it through the Du meridian. I fear that at any moment……"

Master Yan's words trailed off, finally fading into silence, leaving only a faint sigh echoing in Zheng Ren's ears.

Arriving at the back courtyard's wooden gate, Master Yan told Zheng Ren to wait a moment, then he went in first.

Zheng Ren looked curiously; the wooden gate was half-closed, inside faintly light flashed twice. Turning on lights in broad daylight? What's going on? Zheng Ren wondered.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Master Song, this way please." The boy bowed respectfully, lacking his usual liveliness, with a solemn expression, inviting Zheng Ren to enter.

To Zheng Ren, what lay ahead was like a dragon's pool and tiger's den.

But right and wrong, true and false, had already been thought through clearly on the way; he and Song Mo xi exchanged polite remarks, then strode in without hesitation.

A person lay bare-chested on the bed, although in bone-deep pain, he made no sound. His muscles bulged, a fierce and chaotic aura splashed everywhere like blades and swords in wind and frost.

The System Panel wasn't very red; on it was a strange diagnosis—sacrococcygeal muscle foreign body, and another rare diagnosis, Xiao Liu Yuan Tian disease.

Put Xiao Liu Yuan Tian disease aside for now; it's not important; Zheng Ren's focus is the first diagnosis.

Foreign body? Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes to carefully examine the diagnosis given by the System Panel—is it a foreign body entering the body due to external injury, or like Master Yan said, true qi taking form, which the system diagnosed as a foreign body?

Zheng Ren doesn't believe in true qi taking form, but it's said that this patient before him hasn't suffered any recent external injury. If that's the case, the localized protrusion, determined as a "foreign body" by the Big Pig Trotter, where does it come from becomes a big problem.

Truly inexplicable!

"Zheng Lao Ban." Master Yan whispered.

Zheng Ren remained silent, as if he hadn't heard what Master Yan said; countless related scenarios surfaced in his mind.

The most likely possibility is a parasitic disease.

But upon close observation, the patient's sacrococcygeal muscle's "foreign body" is slender and motionless, showing no signs of climbing or walking.

Zheng Ren rarely, after his meticulous analysis, felt doubt about a diagnosis that seemed possible.

If it were a parasitic worm, it wouldn't exist in textbooks or within humanity's known scope.

"Gloves." Zheng Ren whispered softly.

After a few seconds, only the patient's strained, painful breathing could be heard in the room, yet no one brought over sterile gloves.

This is not a hospital; Zheng Ren realized the reality.

He helplessly glanced at Master Yan, as if he had thousands of words to say, his gaze quite complex.

"Zheng Lao Ban, say whatever the situation is." Master Yan said firmly.

Song Mo xi also gazed at Zheng Ren; she felt full gratitude toward this young doctor who ensured her and her child's safety.

Moreover, Master Song was also curious: how can an ordinary person guard the Dharma and survive the tribulation?

"Perhaps we should first send him for an imaging scan." Zheng Ren sighed and said.