"Alright, I don't want this director position either."
Wan Yunting glanced at Li Chengde and then ignored him. He walked over to Fang Shoushan, squatted down, and smiled, "Old sir, would you mind letting me take a look at your leg?"
"Okay..."
Seeing Wan Yunting's confident gaze, Fang Shoushan felt hopeful.
For some reason, he always felt that this young man before him exuded an unconditional sense of trust.
Wan Yunting lifted Fang Shoushan's legs onto his knees, then gently pressed the shrunken calf muscles. Noticing Fang Shoushan's unawareness, he knew his legs had completely lost sensation.
"May I borrow some silver needles?" Wan Yunting turned to look at Li Chengde.
Li Chengde snorted, then walked to the table, opened a drawer, and took out a set of silver needles and an alcohol lamp. "I'd like to see how you're going to make Old Mr. Fang's toes move!"
Wan Yunting paid him no mind. He took out a lighter, ignited the alcohol lamp, and looked at the set of silver needles laid out on the table. With his four fingers, he picked up a seven-inch silver needle, waved it over the alcohol lamp's flame, and then, using the scattered needling technique, steadily inserted it into the Liangqiu acupuncture point on Fang Shoushan's left knee...
"Scattered needling technique, skillful and practiced hands, you do have some ability..." Li Chengde's expression flickered with surprise. This was his honest thought.
Jiang Tongxin, standing nearby, watched. Although she studied Western medicine, she came from a traditional Chinese medicine family and naturally understood some of it.
In a short while, Wan Yunting had inserted silver needles into all the relevant acupuncture points on Fang Shoushan's feet, including Yinlingquan, Yanglingquan, Zusanli, Xuehai, Hedding, Xiyangguan, and various points on the soles of his feet. He used a total of forty-eight needles.
However, Fang Shoushan still had no sensation. He just curiously looked at his legs covered in needles, noting that it was the most needles he had ever had inserted.
"What kind of needling technique is this? Needling all the acupuncture points isn't just random poking?" Li Chengde scoffed disdainfully.
Seeing that Fang Shoushan's feet still showed no reaction, he thought Wan Yunting was just trying to show off.
Wan Yunting ignored him. He bent over and began to knead Fang Shoushan's left thigh, saying, "The meridians in your lower leg are blocked, the muscles have atrophied, and the blood vessels are not flowing smoothly. However, your thigh is healthy. We just need to use acupuncture to unblock your meridians and blood vessels."
"Are you feeling a slight numbness in your knee now?"
"Yes, I really am!"
Suddenly, Fang Shoushan exclaimed in surprise. As Wan Yunting continued to knead his left thigh with his hands, he indeed felt a faint tingling sensation in his left knee.
"Then, do you feel a distending pain in your calf muscles?"
Wan Yunting continued to press on his left thigh, using his internal 'qi' to stimulate the tendons and blood vessels in his calf, then connecting them to the acupuncture points with the needles to stimulate his calf muscles.
"I feel it, I feel it..." Fang Shoushan exclaimed excitedly, his face filled with emotion.
This surprised Li Chengde, Jiang Tongxin, and the old butler Lin Si. They watched the excited Fang Shoushan, who seemed to be looking at a scantily clad beautiful young woman...
"Now, do you feel a slight numbness in your toes?"
Wan Yunting continued to knead his leg.
Fang Shoushan was trembling with excitement and nodded repeatedly, "I feel it, it feels like I can move my toes..."
"Try to move them."
Suddenly, Wan Yunting firmly pressed the tendons in his thigh.
Fang Shoushan concentrated, controlling his left foot. Under the watchful eyes of Li Chengde and Jiang Tongxin, his toes twitched slightly.
"Oh my goodness, they're moving, they're moving..." the old butler exclaimed.
"I can move them, I can really move them..." Fang Shoushan shouted excitedly.
For three full years, hope had surfaced and then been dashed time and again, leading him to believe that his legs might never stand again.
But at this very moment, the long-lost sensation of being able to control his legs made Fang Shoushan, like tender buds sprouting on a tree in spring, tremble with emotion, tears streaming down his face.
"How, how is this possible..."
Li Chengde was stunned, looking at Fang Shoushan's slightly moving toes with disbelief.
This was something even Director Jiang couldn't achieve, yet this young man had done it.
"What's going on?"
Jiang Yichun, dressed in a Tang suit, entered. He had heard Fang Shoushan's excited shouts from the doorway.
"Director, Old Mr. Fang's leg can move..."
Li Chengde immediately rushed to pull Jiang Yichun in, and then he saw Wan Yunting squatting beside Fang Shoushan and exclaimed, "Young man, how is it you?"
Wan Yunting looked up and saw Jiang Yichun, also surprised.
This was the old man he had rescued from Wang Mengyao's sports car that day.
Even more surprised was Jiang Tongxin, "Grandpa, you know him?"
"Oh my, he's my great benefactor."
Jiang Yichun said excitedly to Jiang Tongxin, "He's the one who saved me on the road that day!"
Jiang Tongxin was stunned. She knew about the near-fatal car accident her grandfather had experienced a couple of days ago, and she never expected that Wan Yunting was the one who had saved him.
"This is the Yin-Yang Harmony Needle technique!"
Immediately, Jiang Yichun looked at the needles inserted into the various acupuncture points on Fang Shoushan's legs, his old eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Wan Yunting, "Young man, is this the technique you used?"
How could the Yin-Yang Harmony Needle technique...
Upon hearing the name of the technique, Li Chengde felt as if he had split in two, "Isn't this technique already lost?"
Wan Yunting ignored him and nodded with a smile at Jiang Yichun, "It is the Yin-Yang Harmony Needle technique."
Jiang Yichun was shocked. The Yin-Yang Harmony Needle technique, according to historical records, was created by an imperial physician in the Ming Dynasty, and only imperial physicians in the palace were qualified to learn it.
"Young man, may I ask which school you are from?" Jiang Yichun asked excitedly.
Wan Yunting pondered for a moment and said with a wry smile, "I apologize, old sir. My master instructed me not to reveal his name until I had completed my studies, lest I embarrass him."
Jiang Yichun was taken aback. Li Chengde interjected, "Could it be some hidden master?"
In the world of traditional Chinese medicine, the saying "there are always people better than you" aptly described the situation!
"Alright."
Wan Yunting finally straightened up, looked at Fang Shoushan's legs, and smiled, "Old sir, to completely cure your leg, not only acupuncture treatment is needed, but also medicinal soups. With continuous treatment for a week, I guarantee you will be able to walk."
"Really?"
Fang Shoushan's old face flushed with excitement. He now completely trusted Wan Yunting. "Young man, thank you so much."
However, Li Chengde was embarrassed. Jiang Yichun, having heard from his granddaughter that she wanted Wan Yunting to work as a physician in his Chinese Medicine Department, said with a beaming smile, "Young man, we truly have fate."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded. He hadn't expected that the old man he saved that day was Jiang Tongxin's grandfather.
"Thank you for saving my grandfather," Jiang Tongxin said sincerely.
Wan Yunting smiled and waved his hand, indicating it was not necessary.
Seeing this, Jiang Tongxin did not linger and returned to the emergency department to continue her work.
"Brother Fang, since the young man has a way to treat your legs, you should use his medicine from now on," Jiang Yichun said with a smile to Fang Shoushan.
Wan Yunting wrote out a prescription and handed it to Li Chengde with a smile, "Director Li, please take a look and see if there are any issues with this prescription."
Li Chengde was taken aback, then took the prescription, his face filled with embarrassment.
Wan Yunting said with a friendly smile, "What happened just now was just a joke, Director Li. Please don't take it to heart."
Li Chengde was surprised that Wan Yunting would offer him a way out. He immediately smiled, "It was my poor judgment just now."
"What is it?"
Jiang Yichun asked. Wan Yunting shook his head and smiled, "Nothing."
Li Chengde, standing nearby, felt fortunate. He was glad Wan Yunting didn't hold a grudge. If Jiang Yichun had known that he had almost turned away the man who saved his life, he would have scolded him to death...