Li Se looked at Elder Huang in surprise, not expecting anyone else to know about the Heavenly Doctor's Nine Needles. This set of acupuncture techniques had been passed down by his ancestor and had long been lost. After a moment of hesitation, he replied, "I learned it from an old man."
"Where is that old man?" Elder Huang asked anxiously.
"He's no longer here," Li Se shook his head slightly.
Elder Huang looked regretful. Anyone who could teach the Heavenly Doctor's Nine Needles must be a master, a true imperial physician. He grabbed Li Se's hand and continued, "Little miracle doctor, could we discuss Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
Seeing Elder Huang's sincere expression, Li Se readily agreed.
He then followed Elder Huang to the TCM hall.
"You see," Elder Huang chuckled self-deprecatingly, "the Western medicine side is bustling with activity, but there are hardly any people on our Traditional Chinese Medicine side."
Traditional Chinese Medicine had indeed declined. Many people now preferred Western medicine, which was also faster. After all, Western medicine already had a set of standardized treatment plans, while TCM treatment required time.
Li Se remained silent. Before he obtained his ancestor's legacy, his first choice would also have been Western medicine, so he understood why the TCM hall was empty.
"If only I also knew the Heavenly Doctor's Nine Needles, then I wouldn't be disgracing Traditional Chinese Medicine," Elder Huang sighed. He knew that such acupuncture techniques were unlikely to be taught to outsiders.
Li Se, however, smiled and said, "Elder Huang, if you wish to learn, I can teach you."
"Really?" Elder Huang had only spoken casually, not expecting Li Se to be willing to teach him. After all, such acupuncture techniques could support a TCM family. Yet, Li Se was offering to teach him such a long-lost set of techniques. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he wouldn't have believed it.
"Another reason why Traditional Chinese Medicine has declined is that everyone keeps their knowledge to themselves. Unlike Western medicine, which has long been publicized. While a set of acupuncture techniques is valuable, if it is lost, it becomes worthless," Li Se sighed. Nowadays, there were many TCM families, and these families possessed their own set of acupuncture techniques. Because they were unwilling to pass them down, they would eventually be lost.
"You are right," Elder Huang said with deep emotion. "If every TCM practitioner had your mindset, why wouldn't Traditional Chinese Medicine flourish?"
"Elder Huang, let's not waste time. This Heavenly Doctor's acupuncture technique is a bit complex. I'll teach you now." Li Se was straightforward. He fetched an acupuncture point chart and began explaining the profound principles of the Heavenly Doctor's Nine Needles.
Half an hour, an hour, two hours...
Time passed unnoticed for several hours. Elder Huang was still immersed in the marvels of the Heavenly Doctor's Nine Needles. Even for a TCM master like him, it was difficult to fully grasp the explanations immediately. Despite this, he became increasingly aware of the preciousness of this acupuncture technique, exclaiming, "As expected of the Heavenly Doctor's Nine Needles, truly capable of distinguishing life and death!"
"Elder Huang! Elder Huang!" At this moment, a nurse ran over. "The Lin family wishes to invite you for a house call."
"No time!" Elder Huang shouted loudly. He was engrossed in learning TCM.
The nurse knew Elder Huang's temper and said helplessly, "Elder Lin is offering a high consultation fee, hoping you..."
"No amount of consultation fee will make me go. These wealthy people are truly frivolous, inviting me for a simple cold." Elder Huang grumbled.
Li Se was somewhat astonished. Although this was his first meeting with Elder Huang, he felt that Elder Huang was very kind and deeply loved TCM. He hadn't expected him to have such a temper.
"This time, it seems quite serious," the nurse said, feeling a bit speechless.
"Not going, not going. A bunch of pampered illnesses," Elder Huang clearly refused.
"Elder Huang, since they are inviting you for a consultation, you should go," Li Se said involuntarily.
"Since the little miracle doctor has said so, then I'll go," Elder Huang's attitude towards Li Se had changed dramatically.
The nurse was stunned. She found it incredible that Elder Huang would listen so much to this young man.
Although Li Se had made great contributions at the hospital, only that group of doctors had truly met him, along with a few nurses.
"Little miracle doctor, will you come with me?" Elder Huang looked at Li Se and said, "This Lin family is generous. They pay tens of thousands for treating a cold. This time, they say it's a serious illness, possibly worth hundreds of thousands. If you come with me, you can earn some consultation fees too."
Li Se almost widened his eyes in disbelief. This Elder Huang had quite a dark side. He was about to refuse, but then he heard Elder Huang continue, "Coincidentally, I also want to try the Heavenly Doctor's Nine Needles. You can offer some guidance by the side."
Li Se coughed twice. "Treating these minor ailments shouldn't require the Heavenly Doctor's Nine Needles."
"That's true," Elder Huang nodded, looking slightly regretful.
After parting ways with Elder Huang, Li Se left the hospital directly and returned home. By chance, while taking the elevator, he ran into his next-door neighbor, the widow Zhang Aimin.
Seeing Zhang Aimin, he couldn't help but recall the scene on the bus, and his face blushed slightly.
"Oh, little handsome, you're quite shy."
"That, Sister Min, wasn't your body in pain? I happen to know TCM, so I gave you a massage." Li Se dared not look at Zhang Aimin.
Even though he was about to marry Zhang Yunyun, he hadn't even touched her.
"Sister is teasing you," Zhang Aimin couldn't help but burst into laughter. "By the way, you don't look like someone who can get married. Are you still a virgin?"
Li Se was somewhat embarrassed.
Ding dong!
Fortunately, the elevator doors opened at this moment.
"Sister Min, let's chat again another time!" Li Se was eager to leave the elevator.
"Remember to come over tonight and give sister a massage," Zhang Aimin also got out of the elevator and called out from behind.
Li Se felt a stir. Zhang Aimin was a bit pitiable. Her husband had died on their wedding day, making her a widow. However, many people were interested in this widow.
Zhang Aimin was tall, with fair skin and a beautiful appearance. Moreover, at nearly thirty years old, she exuded a mature aura that was almost irresistible to many men.
Li Se shook his head. What was he thinking? How could he have ideas about a widow?
"Son, how did things go at the hospital?" Upon returning home, he heard his mother ask with concern.
"Mom, it's all resolved," Li Se sighed with relief. Wei San had truly played a significant role in resolving this issue so quickly.
"It's good that it's resolved, it's good that it's resolved," Chen Xiulian also breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Se picked up the groceries he had bought and went into the kitchen, saying, "Mom, I'll cook for you."