Lin Hu's spirits sank when he saw Luo Wanqing's solemn expression. He knew he shouldn't have placed his hopes on this so-called divine doctor.
"Qi Yi, I need to give him acupuncture. Let's go inside," Luo Wanqing said.
The group quickly entered the room. Qi Zhenzhen remained outside the screen, as she was not a physician and it was improper for her to be present.
As Luo Wanqing had anticipated, after the acupuncture was completed, Lin Hu's lower garment showed a noticeable bulge, unlike a patient truly suffering from impotence.
Lin Hu clearly noticed this as well, stammering excitedly, "I, I'm cured?"
Luo Wanqing shook her head. "Not yet. I gave you acupuncture only to determine if there was anything physically wrong with you. As it stands, your body is perfectly fine."
Lin Hu's expression turned anxious. "If there's nothing wrong, why would I be..."
"Psychological impediment," Luo Wanqing stated.
Lin Hu had never heard of this term and didn't understand what this so-called psychological impediment was.
Qi Zhenzhen, standing outside the screen, understood. She surmised that the severe condition after being drugged had caused Lin Hu significant psychological trauma, leading to his impotence despite his physical health.
Luo Wanqing explained the situation to Lin Hu, but he seemed unable to comprehend. "How is that possible?"
Luo Wanqing's voice turned serious. "How is it impossible? I can tell you clearly, there is nothing wrong with your body. If you cannot overcome the fear stemming from that incident, even the greatest of physicians cannot cure you."
Regardless, Lin Hu refused to believe her, thinking Luo Wanqing was trying to trick him.
Not only Lin Hu, but even Qi Yi found it unbelievable. It was unheard of. How could this be?
"Let me tell you a story. After you hear it, you might understand a bit. A physician examined a patient's pulse and diagnosed him as terminally ill, with only a short time to live. Another physician, whose skills were slightly inferior, also examined the patient and diagnosed it as a common cold. The patient chose to believe the more skilled physician and became despondent, passing away not long after. The less skilled physician then sought out the more skilled one and questioned why he hadn't informed the patient of the misdiagnosis. The more skilled physician was also remorseful, admitting he feared damaging his reputation and insisted his diagnosis was correct. He thought that since the patient wasn't terminally ill, even if his diagnosis was wrong, the patient would recover. However, he never imagined that his diagnosis would cause the patient to constantly worry about dying, leading to days of sighing, loss of appetite, and mental distress, ultimately resulting in death." Luo Wanqing recounted.
Qi Yi and Lin Hu stared with wide eyes. "You're lying, right? How could something like that happen?"
"You don't need to deny it, it's true," Luo Wanqing said. "Because of the physician's misdiagnosis, the patient fell into a panic, and his emotions remained in a state of depression. Negative emotions can completely disrupt the normal functioning of the internal organs. Over time, minor ailments can become severe, even fatal. While your current problem isn't as extreme as this, your situation shares similarities with what I've described. The fear from that day has been dominating you, and this fear controls you, which is why that part of you..."
"So, you're saying the root cause is me?" Lin Hu asked incredulously.
"Yes. To put it more plainly, that incident has become a knot in your heart. Until that knot is untied, no one can help you," Luo Wanqing said helplessly.