Returning to Deng Hongsheng's home at the school, the messy living room indicated that Xu Huiping often smashed things around the house, with a thick rope even lying on the ground...
Because his wife sometimes had an episode, Deng Hongsheng had no choice but to tie her up and lock her in the room. However, due to her incessant screaming day and night, the neighboring teachers were also very distressed, though they were all understanding.
"Ah, give me back my son..."
Xu Huiping, dragged home by Deng Hongsheng, screamed wildly. In the end, he reluctantly asked two teachers for help to take her into the room, strap her onto an iron bed, and secure her waist and feet.
Then, Deng Hongsheng took out a toy that belonged to his son when he was alive and gave it to her. Xu Huiping hugged it, saying emotionally, "Son, son, my good son, don't leave me..."
Seeing her eyes filled with fear and unease, clutching the toy tightly as if afraid of losing it again...
This scene made Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao, and the other female teachers unable to hold back, tears of heartache streaming down their faces.
"Hongsheng, if it's really not working, you should send her to a psychiatric hospital."
Gu Yuanbai and Jiang Yichun, seeing Deng Hongsheng had lost a lot of weight in just over a month, advised him helplessly.
"Yes, keeping her confined at home like this is not a solution. If she were to escape again and hurt someone, it would be very troublesome," another teacher from the school worriedly said.
This made Deng Hongsheng, looking at his wife, his eyes reddening as he remained silent.
It was clear he was struggling internally, knowing everyone was right, but he couldn't bear to send his wife to a mental hospital that felt like a prison.
"Old Sun, your Sun family is skilled in treating epilepsy. Please take a look at our Teacher Hui Ping." Gu Yuanbai then turned to Sun Yutang.
"Alright, I'll take her pulse first."
Sun Yutang did not refuse, as Gu Yuanbai and Deng Hongsheng had invited him before he arrived.
After all, the old Sun family had ancestral secret recipes for treating epilepsy. Thus, Sun Yutang went forward, took Xu Huiping's left hand to feel her pulse. Seeing her hugging the toy and behaving erratically, Sun Yutang then felt the pulse of her right hand...
Afterward, he shook his head and stood up, sighing to everyone, "Her mental state has deteriorated; she has lost her normal consciousness. It will be very difficult to achieve a significant effect with folk remedies!"
"Old Sun, even your ancestral secret recipe won't work?"
Jiang Yichun frowned, and Deng Hongsheng pleaded, but Sun Yutang still shook his head helplessly, "My Sun family's secret recipe has miraculous effects on epilepsy, but her condition has now reached a critical stage. Chinese medicine treatment is unlikely to yield significant results. Perhaps it's better to send her to a mental hospital."
Hearing this, the elder physicians present also sighed helplessly, knowing Sun Yutang was correct. After all, Chinese medicine was inherently weak in treating neurological disorders, and its slow effectiveness meant few people used it to treat mental illnesses.
"Xiao Wan, why don't you take a look?"
Immediately, Jiang Yichun turned to Wan Yunting.
Instantly, the gazes of all the elder physicians present turned to him, some raising their eyebrows in confusion.
Although he had just managed to slice 299 slices of white peony root on his first try, that was a talent for pharmacists. For physicians, taking pulses and treating illnesses was the key.
Wan Yunting had gained some reputation in Huadu's Chinese medicine circle for curing the richest man's mother and the peculiar illness of Fan Xingfa's daughter the day before, but it wasn't enough for the elder physicians to look at his skills with newfound respect.
"Young friend, would you like to give it a try?"
As a result, Gu Yuanbai also turned back and smiled at Wan Yunting.
This made Sun Yutang and the other elder TCM practitioners a little uneasy. It was one thing for Jiang Yichun to recommend Wan Yunting, as he was from the Southern Chinese Medicine Department, but why was Gu Yuanbai also inviting him to try?
"I'm sorry, President Gu, Dean Jiang, I'm afraid I am also powerless!"
As a result, Wan Yunting refused without a second thought, cupping his hands and bowing his head.
Although the story of Deng Hongsheng's wife was touching, and the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate indeed had miraculous effects on mental illnesses, if Wan Yunting were to intervene, he could guarantee the recovery of Deng Hongsheng's wife!
However, the time was not right, and he absolutely could not reveal who his master was!
Because in this world, only the Ghost Hand Medical Sage knew the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate!
Gu Luotang's willow brows furrowed, and she looked at him, "Doctor Wan, you previously used acupuncture to save a patient who had an epileptic seizure. Perhaps you have a way to try!"
"Epileptic seizure?"
Hearing this, the elder physicians present were puzzled. While epilepsy was a type of seizure disorder, it was different from mental illness.
So Wan Yunting shook his head and said, "To stabilize an epileptic seizure, one simply inserts a silver needle into the Fengfu acupoint and a few other points to stabilize the patient's seizure symptoms, but it's different from neurological disorders."
"As Teacher Sun also mentioned, it's likely difficult to cure her illness with our Chinese medicine folk remedies!"
Upon hearing this, Sun Yutang and the others nodded.
To be honest, if a junior were to publicly cure Xu Huiping's mental illness, it would likely be embarrassing for elder physicians like Sun Yutang.
Moreover, Wan Yunting did not want to reveal his master's identity in front of them...
Suddenly, Gu Yuanbai sighed and said, "If only the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate could be passed down!"
"Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yichun, Sun Yutang, and the elder physicians present all showed expressions of astonishment. Gu Yuanbai nodded, "Yes, the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate is an acupuncture technique specifically for treating epilepsy and neurological disorders, with miraculous effects. Its thirteen needle techniques are said to be so profound that they can snatch people from the King of Hell!"
"Indeed."
Sun Yutang nodded and sighed, "It's a pity that after Master Gongsun, known as the Ghost Hand Medical Sage, suddenly disappeared overnight, the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate were lost!"
"Yes, speaking of this matter, it remains a mystery and a regret for our Chinese medicine community!" another elder TCM practitioner also nodded and sighed.
It was evident that the elder TCM practitioners of this generation had all heard of the fame of the Ghost Hand Medical Sage, who had astonished the entire Chinese medicine community in the 1960s.
But the only regret was that he suddenly disappeared in a certain month of 1966, as if he had ceased to exist in this world, and there had been no news of him since. At the same time, his Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate, which were said to be able to snatch people from the King of Hell, were also lost.
Suddenly being reminded of his master, Wan Yunting's heart tightened. However, his expression remained calm. Despite Gu Yuanbai's sharp gaze constantly observing him, he could not discern any clue from the young man's face!
"Could it be that the acupuncture technique he used earlier was not the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate?"
Gu Yuanbai's old eyebrows twitched, he thought to himself.
It turned out that on the road earlier, when Wan Yunting intervened to rescue the woman experiencing an epileptic seizure, Gu Yuanbai saw him use acupuncture but didn't actually recognize it as the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate!
After all, Wan Yunting had only used three needles at the time and had not displayed the full Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate, so Gu Yuanbai could not be certain!
Therefore, he had invited Wan Yunting to come along with the intention of having him treat Xu Huiping, wanting to see if he truly knew the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate!
"Could it be that Master truly died back then?"
Gu Yuanbai recalled Master Gongsun, who had even guided his medical skills more than fifty years ago. Although he had not formally become his disciple, he already considered the Ghost Hand Medical Sage his master in his heart!
However, Wan Yunting was unaware of Gu Yuanbai's inner monologue at this moment, much less the unknown connection between him and his master, the Ghost Hand Medical Sage!