Jin Lao Ba smiled and pulled Ling Tian to the bedside.
"Old man, this is the one I want to introduce to you, the divine doctor Ling Tian."
Elder Li Huiying looked up and sized Ling Tian up. He automatically ignored Ling Tian's age. The reason was simple: the transcendent aura Ling Tian possessed indicated he was no ordinary person.
"Hello, Doctor Ling Tian, may I ask which divine doctor is your master?"
Ling Tian smiled. Before descending the mountain, his third master had repeatedly warned him never to reveal his whereabouts to the outside world.
Otherwise, if people knew that his third master lived on Longpan Mountain, the influx of people seeking medical treatment would likely flatten the mountain gates.
"Old sir, I have lived on Longpan Mountain since I was young. My medical skills were passed down to me by several masters!"
"So that's how it is. A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortal dwelling within; water is not deep for its depth, but for the dragon residing there.
Longpan Mountain is a place where dragons and tigers lie hidden, a land of outstanding people and spiritual energy. I believe, young brother, you must be capable.
From now on, I entrust myself to you."
Ling Tian first carefully examined the old man's body, observing the condition of his skin. Then, he sat by the bedside and began to take the old man's pulse.
He channeled a stream of true qi into the old man's body, and the true qi then circulated along Li Huiying's meridians. Da Feng Novel Network.
This time, Ling Tian examined him meticulously, his true qi reaching every corner, even the very ends of each meridian.
At this moment, a man in his fifties, having heard the news, also arrived at the elder's room. Upon seeing Ling Tian taking the elder's pulse, his brows immediately furrowed.
This man was Xue Shuanglin, a tumor expert that the Li family had hired at great expense from Tianhai City, and he was also the elder's attending physician.
All of Elder Li's treatment plans had to be approved by him before they could proceed.
However, this time, he had not received any prior notification, and someone was already giving the elder a diagnosis.
What's more, this person was a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine!
Currently, in China, there was a deep animosity between Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) and Western medicine.
Many public hospitals had already removed Chinese patent medicines from their pharmacies, and a lot of media, especially online media, were slandering TCM in various ways.
This was not a dispute over ideology, but a struggle for profit. The existence of TCM and Chinese medicine encroached upon a large market share for Western medicine and drugs.
Therefore, those Western pharmaceutical companies, leveraging their substantial capital, manipulated the media to slander TCM.
Even more shamelessly, any TCM treatments or prescriptions that had been scientifically proven to be effective were brazenly categorized by these people into the realm of so-called modern medicine.
Conversely, those treatments whose efficacy remained unproven, or those with significant side effects, or even the rhetoric used by charlatans to deceive people, were classified as TCM!
In reality, many Western medicine practitioners knew full well that TCM had significant advantages in treating certain diseases, but they chose to remain silent. It all came down to profit, as always!
Doctors like Xue Shuanglin, who had encountered high-profile patients and met top-tier TCM practitioners known as "National Medical Saints," admitted that these TCM doctors were indeed formidable. However, he did not believe they were superior to him in cancer treatment.
In ancient China, the average lifespan was only around 40 years. Most people died before they even reached the age where cancer typically developed.
Even a common cold, diarrhea, or a minor injury could be fatal.
Although ancient texts contained some methods for treating cancer, Xue Shuanglin had always dismissed them as nonsense.
Furthermore, if the person treating the elder at this moment were a highly respected elder TCM practitioner, Xue Shuanglin might not have said anything. But the fact that a mere youngster was taking the elder's pulse infuriated Xue Shuanglin.
However, Xue Shuanglin was a man of considerable cultivation. He did not immediately step forward to intervene.
Doing so now would easily lead to conflict and might even incur the elder's displeasure. It would be better to wait until the young man finished his diagnosis and presented his treatment plan, then step forward to publicly refute him.
Ling Tian's pulse-taking lasted for over twenty minutes before he withdrew his hand.
After a moment of contemplation, Ling Tian spoke.
"Bring me paper and a pen!"
A young nurse quickly handed him the paper and pen. Ling Tian began to write rapidly.
The others remained silent, holding their breath, awaiting Ling Tian's final verdict.
After more than ten minutes, Ling Tian stopped writing and handed the paper to the nurse.
"Go and show this to your attending physician. See if my diagnosis matches his!"
The young nurse was taken aback. At this moment, Xue Shuanglin stepped forward, took the paper, and said with an unfriendly tone.
"Let me have a look!"
Xue Shuanglin glanced at Ling Tian's written diagnosis. The paper contained over a thousand characters, written in a beautiful semi-cursive script, with each character exuding vitality.
Despite being semi-cursive, each character was exceptionally clear and easy to decipher.
Ling Tian had described the elder's condition in highly professional medical language.
This was the result of his diligent study in the university library over the past month.
Years of cultivation had endowed Ling Tian with mental strength and focus far beyond that of ordinary people. Scientifically speaking, his brain's development was several times that of a normal person.
He now possessed a near-photographic memory; after a single glance at a book, he could firmly engrave every word into his mind.
Especially after years of studying medicine with his master, his understanding of the human body was deeply ingrained in his memory.
Although Western medicine was a different system, the fundamental principles of the human body were interconnected.
Ling Tian could use this knowledge to draw parallels, integrating modern medical concepts with the knowledge passed down by his master.
In particular, for many difficult and complex diseases treated by Western medicine, although the final terminology differed greatly from TCM, Ling Tian could analyze the symptoms and deduce that these diseases were actually the same as those described in TCM classics.
Ling Tian could now effortlessly understand Western medical records and write them with textbook precision.
What Xue Shuanglin held in his hand at this moment was such a textbook-like diagnostic report.
He was almost stunned by the content. The elder's primary conditions were almost identical to the results of the comprehensive physical examination they had conducted three days prior.
If he hadn't personally seen Ling Tian enter the room just now, he would have suspected Ling Tian of secretly reviewing their diagnostic report.
But Xue Shuanglin knew that was impossible, as the diagnostic results had just come out, and the report was in his possession. He was the only one who knew the complete diagnostic findings!
However, a few lines of text at the end of the report caught Xue Shuanglin's attention.
"Young brother, I am the elder's attending physician, Xue Shuanglin. May I ask your name?" Xue Shuanglin no longer intended to question Ling Tian, as there were more important matters at hand. The content of the diagnostic report made him feel uneasy.