This caused Shen Long's expression to darken. He looked at Hu Hao and said, "Assistant Hu, you shouldn't have the authority to decide this, should you?"
"Whether I have the authority or not is my business. I am telling you very clearly now, if you want to cooperate with Mr. Kevin, don't even think about it!" Hu Hao snorted coldly, then pointed to the door and said, "Get out. If you don't leave, I'll call security!"
"Get out, you bunch of good-for-nothings!"
Just then, a somewhat awkward Chinese voice sounded, filled with anger and a roar.
Upon hearing this voice, Hu Hao stopped paying attention to Li Se and Shen Long, turned around, and went inside. Soon, several people in white coats came out.
"Dean Tang?" Upon seeing the person who came out, Li Se immediately recognized him as Dean Tang.
"Divine Doctor Li!" Dean Tang was also quite surprised to see Li Se. "Why are you here..."
Before he could finish speaking, Dean Tang seemed to recall something and nodded, "If you were to treat him, perhaps it could indeed be successful."
"Dean Tang, what is Mr. Kevin's illness?" Li Se asked.
As Dean Tang was about to reply, Hu Hao walked out. He looked at Dean Tang and the others and shouted, "This is a group of quacks. Our Mr. Kevin wants to see your mayor of Qingyun City and hopes he can quickly arrange an imperial physician for us!"
Dean Tang walked up to Hu Hao and quickly said, "Assistant Hu, someone can cure Mr. Kevin."
"Who?" Hu Hao asked urgently.
Dean Tang pulled Li Se out and introduced him, "This is Divine Doctor Li. His medical skills are absolutely no problem. I have personally witnessed his medical skills, and Mr. Shen can also testify!"
Hu Hao frowned, looking displeased. "Dean Tang, I think you're getting old. Your own medical skills aren't good, so you found a young kid. Are you joking with Mr. Kevin's life?"
"Assistant Hu, I am telling you the truth..." Dean Tang wanted to say more.
Hu Hao waved his hand, interrupting him. "No need to say more. I will not believe in Chinese medicine, nor will I let such a young kid treat Mr. Kevin. I need to ensure Mr. Kevin's personal safety. I will contact the embassy as soon as possible and have your China quickly arrange an imperial physician for Mr. Kevin, or your mayor can arrange one as well."
His tone and demeanor were like a command, as if his word alone could make even the mayor of Qingyun City serve him.
"Assistant Hu, you can go report. Mr. Kevin might let Divine Doctor Li treat him." Shen Long was quite displeased with Hu Hao. As an assistant, why were you obstructing here?
Hu Hao shouted, "Didn't I tell you to leave? Why are you still here? A Chinese medicine practitioner thinks he can cure Mr. Kevin? What a joke! Mr. Kevin is surrounded by people from the medical association. Even they have no way, and Chinese medicine can? Hurry up and arrange for an imperial physician!"
"Xiao Hu!" At this moment, Kevin's voice came from inside. "What Chinese medicine? Let them in."
Kevin's face turned grim upon hearing this. Although he desperately wanted to expel Shen Long and the others, since Kevin had spoken, he could only snort and say, "Come in!"
"As an assistant, you are ultimately just a subordinate. Watch your own status!" Shen Long said in a low voice as he passed Hu Hao, then walked towards the villa.
Hu Hao's expression shifted between anger and gloom, but he dared not say anything. After all, Kevin had given the order, so what could he do? In the end, he was just an assistant, and without Kevin, he was nothing.
Entering the living room, a foreigner lay on the sofa, looking very weak.
"Dean Tang, tell me, what is the illness?" Li Se asked Dean Tang.
Dean Tang said, "In Western medicine terms, it's Parkinson's disease, a neurodegenerative disease of the central nervous system. It is caused by a reduction in dopamine due to the decrease in substantia nigra cells in the brain, leading to a series of clinical symptoms. As age increases, the condition gradually progresses. There are currently no effective drugs to halt the progression of the disease. All treatments are symptomatic, meaning long-term medication is required to improve symptoms and quality of life."
"You mean Western medicine has no cure?" Li Se asked.
"Yes." Dean Tang nodded. "No radical cure!"
In fact, the current level of Western medicine is very impressive. To some extent, illnesses that Western medicine cannot cure are even more difficult for Chinese medicine!
The reason is simple: Chinese medicine has declined. The number of old Chinese medicine practitioners currently practicing is very small, and the acupuncture techniques mastered by these old practitioners are also very few. Most of Chinese medicine has been lost.
If Li Se had not received the inheritance from his ancestors, learning Chinese medicine would have been an extremely difficult path.
"Mr. Kevin, this is a Chinese medicine practitioner invited by Mr. Shen Long!" Hu Hao said indifferently.
"Chinese medicine?" Kevin blinked and looked at Li Se. "I've heard of Chinese medicine, but everyone says that for Chinese medicine to be very effective, the practitioner must be very old. Why are you so young?"
"Can Chinese medicine still cure diseases?"
"Can Chinese medicine do what our US Medical Association cannot?"
Beside Kevin was a medical team, which was the US Medical Association. They were all authorities in this field.
Evidently, in their opinion, for illnesses that Western medicine could not cure, Chinese medicine was absolutely incapable of helping.
Although Western medicine had failed in a confrontation with Chinese medicine some time ago, in their view, that was merely good luck for Chinese medicine.
When it came to treating illnesses, one still had to rely on Western medicine.
Li Se frowned. He knew quite a few people from the US Medical Association, but ultimately, it was only a small number. The US Medical Association was very large, with possibly over a thousand doctors. Many renowned physicians from around the world had joined this medical association, which was currently the most authoritative medical institution.
These Western medicine practitioners openly denied Chinese medicine, but Kevin's tone did not anger Li Se as much because his inquiry was merely a question, not an embedded denial.
"If Western medicine cannot provide a radical cure, it only means Western medicine is incompetent, not that Chinese medicine cannot treat it," Li Se snorted coldly and walked up to Kevin. "Let me feel your pulse."
"Chinese medicine pulse diagnosis?" Kevin seemed somewhat curious about this Chinese medicine practitioner and immediately extended his hand.
Li Se began to feel his pulse.
"Putting on a show!"
"Can pulse diagnosis be more accurate than our medical equipment checks?"
Those members of the medical association spoke sarcastically.
"I think pulse diagnosis is unnecessary. Here is a check-up report, take a look." At this moment, a Western medicine practitioner from the medical association walked over, holding an X-ray film. Without a certain level of Western medical knowledge, one could not understand these at all.
He was Kevin's attending physician, Tony.
He was quite unhappy about Kevin seeking doctors from China this time and intended to humiliate Li Se.
He said, "Since you are a medical student, you should be able to understand this, right? I know that many of your traditional Chinese medicine hospitals have purchased our Western medical equipment. This indicates that pulse diagnosis is not very useful, and to thoroughly check the root of the illness, one still needs to rely on the results of medical equipment examinations."