Chapter 298: Stubborn as a dead duck

Lin Yang paused, frowning as he looked at her.

What do you need?

The ponytail girl then realized her own abruptness.

She apologized with a guilty look.

Sorry, I acted impulsively.

Let me introduce myself—I'm Luo Ying, a student at Jinling University.

The person you saved yesterday is my best friend, Tong Ya Nan!

She's fine now and wants to thank you in person!

Lin Yang smiled and waved his hand, saying:

It was just a small effort; no need to thank me.

Luo Ying quickly said:

No, the doctor said that if you hadn't saved Ya Nan in time, she might not have survived.

Seeing Lin Yang still unwilling, she quickly put on a look as if she were about to cry.

Wu Shiya whispered:

How about we just go take a look?

Anyway, we don't have anything else to do.

Lin Yang thought it over and agreed.

Jia Qianqian said, 'You go ahead; I still need to go home and report the situation.'

Okay.

Thus, Lin Yang followed Luo Ying to Jinling First Hospital.

When they entered the ward, a woman with shoulder-length hair was lying on the bed reading.

Ya Nan, I've brought your lifesaver over.

Tong Ya Nan turned her head to look at Xiao Chen.

She smiled and said:

Thank you; without you, I might not have survived.

Blushing, she picked up her coat from beside the pillow.

This is your coat—I haven't had a chance to wash it yet!

As she spoke, Tong Ya Nan's face grew redder.

According to her best friend's description, she had basically been seen naked.

Although it was unavoidable, she was still very shy.

Lin Yang chuckled, 'Your body isn't suited for washing clothes.'

Luo Ying curiously asked:

I heard the doctors say you're an experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

Could you take a look at Ya Nan?

Lin Yang frowned, 'Doing this in the hospital isn't appropriate.'

What's the problem? You don't know—those doctors keep delaying a treatment plan!

Hearing this, Lin Yang asked, surprised:

Why?

Well, it's just that two groups of doctors are arguing.

Some say treat with traditional Chinese medicine, others say Western medicine alone is enough.

The TCM side says, since she was treated with TCM, she should continue with TCM to the end!

Lin Yang also furrowed his brow upon hearing this.

He walked over to Tong Ya Nan and placed a hand on her wrist.

Soon after, Lin Yang's complexion looked somewhat bad.

What's with these people? They stabilized the condition and then just ignored it!

Luo Ying nodded and said:

Exactly, they argued all afternoon yesterday, then clocked out.

Just now a doctor came, said they'd hold a meeting to discuss, and then nothing.

A meeting to discuss?

Lin Yang was also amused.

If an emergency arose, waiting for the meeting to finish...

... whether Western or traditional Chinese medicine, no treatment would be needed—just go straight to the end.

Since they won't treat her, I will.

Lin Yang took out a silver needle and said to Tong Ya Nan:

You have an innate deficiency; I need to treat you with a special needling technique.

Some acupoints are sensitive; I hope you understand.

Tong Ya Nan immediately blushed and nodded, saying:

I know!

Just as Lin Yang was about to act, a voice called out:

Wait.

Lin Yang turned his head and saw a doctor in his forties wearing a white coat walk in.

He pushed his glasses and looked at Lin Yang.

"Are you a doctor from our hospital? I've never seen you before."

"And what's with the silver needle? Are you trying to treat illness with that old Chinese medicine stuff?"

"You don't know, that stuff is already outdated, right?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's successive questions, Lin Yang frowned and said.

"I'm not a doctor from your hospital, and Chinese medicine isn't outdated."

"Chinese medicine has its own theory; it's not your place to criticize."

Upon hearing that, the middle-aged man's face instantly darkened.

"You're not from our hospital, yet you want to treat people?"

"What if something goes wrong?"

Just as Xiao Chen was about to speak, the middle-aged man said.

"What's with Chinese medicine's yin-yang five elements, that illusory nonsense—it should be eliminated by modern society!"

"What yin-yang five elements, pure nonsense."

Lin Yang heard that and furrowed his brows.

This person in front of him is really prejudiced against Chinese medicine.

He felt he couldn't communicate with him.

Seeing Lin Yang not speak, the middle-aged man thought Lin Yang was at a loss for words because of what he said.

He looked like a victor and said to Lin Yang.

"Your silver needle—you want to stab an acupoint, but acupoints don't even exist!"

Doesn't exist?

Lin Yang laughed.

He thought he should give this guy a lesson.

He walked up to the middle-aged man and took out a silver needle.

"So, do you want to give it a try?"

"Try what?"

"Try whether acupoints exist."

"Each acupoint has its own function; just by stimulating an acupoint I can make you both cry and laugh."

Both cry and laugh?

The middle-aged man snorted dismissively.

"Fine, let's try then."

"If you really can do it, make me cry, make me laugh, I'll quit being chief physician."

Lin Yang heard that and said with a smile.

"Then please take off your clothes."

Take off?

As the middle-aged man's face looked grim, Lin Yang said.

"How come, you don't dare to take them off, afraid there really are acupoints?"

Such a simple provocation instantly pissed off the middle-aged man.

"Fine, I'll take them off!"

After he took off his upper-body clothing, he looked at Lin Yang and said.

"Come on, let me see the acupoints you're talking about!"

Lin Yang smiled, took out a silver needle, and went to his back.

"They say first bitter then sweet; I'll let you feel the pain first."

As he spoke, the silver needle fell.

The moment the silver needle pierced the acupoint, the middle-aged man's eyes widened instantly.

A piercing pain almost made him scream.

But he endured it!

He felt he ought to endure!

Otherwise, one needle would mean defeat, how embarrassing!

His face flushed red, he remained motionless.

Lin Yang saw that and asked with a smile.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not painful! Not painful!"

Looking at his face flushed red from holding back, Wu Shiya and Luo Ying were both holding back laughter.

This guy really is a stubborn dead duck.

Lin Yang smiled and took out a silver needle again.

"Since you say it doesn't hurt, I'll find a spot ten times more painful than before."

Ten times?

The middle-aged man's mouth corner twitched.

"Ten times more painful than before—if this needle goes in, I'll probably faint on the spot!"

I've tried hurting you, now try something else!

Looking at the middle-aged man who still refused to admit defeat, Lin Yang laughed and said.

If that's the case, then you should be happy for a moment, just laugh.

As the needle went in, the middle-aged man burst into loud laughter.

Those passing by the ward who were laughing all looked over.

After all, nobody in the hospital laughs this happily.

The middle-aged man laughed until tears came out.