In modern society, Traditional Chinese Medicine is in decline.
Many TCM practitioners in hospitals rely on laboratory reports to prescribe medication.
Unexpectedly, this top physician from the American Republic would employ the methods of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
After checking the pulse, Professor Horst's expression was grave.
"Let me see the examination report," Professor Horst said.
Su Zeyan quickly handed the report to Professor Horst.
After reviewing the test results, Horst pondered for a long time before stating, "With my abilities, I can only make his remaining days more comfortable."
"You can't cure my father either?" Su Fengjun asked.
"In your country, there is one person who might be able to save him."
"Unfortunately, this person is elusive, making him difficult to find."
Horst spoke in fluent English.
"What is his name?" Su Fengjun asked urgently.
Just as Horst was about to speak, Su Fengxian entered with Qin Hanchu.
"Sister, you're back," Su Fengxian said upon seeing Su Fengjun.
"Yes, I just got back," Su Fengjun replied with a nod.
"We'll talk later." Su Fengxian then turned to Qin Hanchu and said, "Brother Qin, please treat my father."
Qin Hanchu nodded and walked towards Su Yuanjiu.
"Wait," Su Fengjun said, surprised.
"Is there a problem?" Qin Hanchu asked.
Su Fengjun didn't answer Qin Hanchu. Instead, she turned to Su Fengxian angrily and said, "Brother, what do you mean by this? Are you hoping our father dies sooner?"
Hearing this, Su Fengxian became flustered. "Fengjun, what do you mean? You know my character, don't you?"
"You found such a green, immature boy to treat our father, and you have the nerve to ask me what I mean?" Su Fengjun retorted indignantly.
"Don't judge Brother Qin by his age; he is a disciple of a divine doctor," Su Fengxian quickly explained.
"A divine doctor's disciple? If you were truly filial, you would have brought the divine doctor himself," Su Fengjun said dismissively, looking at Qin Hanchu. "At his age, how much of a divine doctor's medical skill could he have learned? Are you treating our father as a guinea pig?"
"The divine doctor has already passed away; I cannot invite him even if I wanted to," Su Fengxian said, feeling wronged.
"Fengjun, we used ten percent of the group's shares to invite the divine doctor's disciple," Su Fengxian's wife added.
"What? Ten percent of our family's shares to invite him?" Su Fengjun laughed in disbelief. "What were you thinking?"
"Brother Qin is very confident. If he cannot save our father, he will not accept these shares," Su Fengxian explained.
Su Fengjun pointed at Horst and said, "This is Professor Horst. He is the top physician in the American Republic. Even he is helpless. How can this young upstart cure our father?"
"Are you two done arguing? Do you want me to act? Give me a clear answer," Qin Hanchu, not wanting to waste any more time, interrupted their quarrel.
"May I be so bold as to ask who your master is?"
"I am friends with many renowned physicians in your country. Perhaps I know your master."
Professor Horst spoke to Qin Hanchu with great politeness.
"Brother Qin's master is the divine doctor Hu Qingshan," Su Fengxian said before Qin Hanchu could reply.
"I am Divine Doctor Hu's disciple!"
Upon hearing this, Horst's expression became agitated.
He even used honorifics when addressing Qin Hanchu.
"You know my master?" Qin Hanchu asked, puzzled.
"Thirty years ago, I studied under Divine Doctor Hu for two years."
"Although I was not formally admitted, Divine Doctor Hu bestowed upon me the grace of instruction."
Horst said with emotion.
"You are Little Huo?"
Qin Hanchu had heard Hu Qingshan mention that he had taught a foreigner Chinese medicine.
Hu Qingshan had spoken highly of Horst's comprehension.
Hearing Qin Hanchu utter the words "Little Huo," Horst was certain that Qin Hanchu was Hu Qingshan's disciple.
Only Hu Qingshan would call him "Little Huo."
"Yes, I am Little Huo," Horst said, smiling happily. But his smile quickly turned to sorrow, and he looked at Su Fengxian, choking up, "You... you just said Divine Doctor Hu has passed away?"
"Master passed away three years ago at the age of one hundred and sixteen," Qin Hanchu replied.
Hearing this, the sixty-something Horst began to weep.
"I have been searching for Divine Doctor Hu all these years, hoping to see him again in my lifetime."
"To think..."
Seeing Horst's genuine emotion, Qin Hanchu said, "Master lived to be one hundred and sixteen years old and passed away peacefully. In our country, this is considered a joyous funeral, something to be happy about."
"May I pay my respects at Divine Doctor Hu's grave?" Horst asked.
Qin Hanchu shook his head slightly but did not state the reason.
Although disappointed, Horst understood.
He then suddenly knelt before Qin Hanchu and said, "I am Divine Doctor Hu's disciple. Please accept this bow on behalf of Divine Doctor Hu."
With that, Horst performed a solemn kowtow.
Horst's actions earned Qin Hanchu's high praise.
It was no wonder Hu Qingshan had allowed this foreigner to study with him for two years.
After Horst finished his obeisance, Qin Hanchu very politely helped him up.
Horst was older and could be considered an elder.
At this moment, Su Fengjun's expression was unsightly.
She had not expected such a connection between Qin Hanchu and Horst.
"Professor Horst, could it be that the person you mentioned is this Divine Doctor Hu?" Su Fengjun asked, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Horst nodded, "Precisely."
"Fengjun, do you still object now?" Su Fengxian asked.
"Do you have confidence?" Horst asked Qin Hanchu.
Qin Hanchu smiled and nodded, "Naturally."
"If he cannot cure your father either, then perhaps no one in this world can," Horst said to Su Fengjun.
Hearing this, Su Fengjun, embarrassed, apologized to Qin Hanchu, "I was rude earlier. Please save my father."
Qin Hanchu did not hold Su Fengjun's words against her. He opened a pack of sterile needles and began to acupuncture Su Yuanjiu.
"Azure Cloud Needle Technique!"
Upon seeing Qin Hanchu's movements, Horst's eyes were filled with shock.
Having studied under Hu Qingshan, he was naturally familiar with the Azure Cloud Needle Technique.
According to Hu Qingshan, only those who had mastered eighty percent of his medical skills could begin to perform this needle technique.
Qin Hanchu's movements were so proficient that he had clearly surpassed the beginner stage.
This meant that Qin Hanchu had truly inherited Hu Qingshan's profound teachings.
If Hu Qingshan was a divine doctor, then Qin Hanchu, who had inherited his teachings, was naturally also a divine doctor!
Ten minutes later, Qin Hanchu's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.
Su Yuanjiu was suffering from the Five Declines of Heaven. It was not an easy task for Qin Hanchu to extend his life.
Hoo!
Finally, Qin Hanchu stopped his movements.
At that very moment, Su Yuanjiu's complexion began to regain its color.
Even his breathing became stronger and steadier.
Qin Hanchu moved aside, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote a prescription, handing it to Su Fengxian. "You must buy genuine medicinal ingredients. If there are any fakes, they will have no effect."
"Yes, I understand." The transformation of Su Yuanjiu was witnessed by all the Su family members.
They were completely convinced of Qin Hanchu's medical skills.