The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter 87 I am feeling unwell

in the room.

Mo Bai's face was pale, and he was sweating profusely. He sat in the chair, and his breathing was noticeably more rapid.

His physical condition was still very bad, but he almost couldn't hold on after just a short while of concentrating.

He let out a long breath, a determined glint flashing in his dim eyes: "We can't delay any longer, we must recover as soon as possible!"

Thinking of this, he raised his gaze to the father and son, and thought to himself, "Let's start from here."

And this moment.

The father and son had long since lost interest in Mo Bai's condition. Chu Ruo was holding a towel, staring at her father's face with excitement and elation in her eyes.

Seeing his son's unusual behavior, the middle-aged man paused for a moment, then instinctively opened his mouth and asked, "What happened to my face? Hmm? My voice..."

He had only spoken halfway when his eyelids suddenly twitched, his chest heaved noticeably, and he looked up, staring intently at Chu Ruoxian, as if hoping for confirmation from him.

Chu Ruo nodded repeatedly: "Dad, your face has recovered, it's recovered..."

"Is that all?" The middle-aged man seemed still somewhat dazed, muttering to himself before shouting, "Bring me a mirror!"

"Okay, okay!" Chu Ruoxian readily agreed, her heart pounding as she looked around the room, but she couldn't find it.

Then I remembered that because my father's face had become crooked after his illness, I was afraid that it would upset him, so I had put away all the mirrors.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran towards the door, and even before he reached it, he heard him shouting loudly, disregarding his manners, "Someone, quick, bring me a mirror right now!"

The middle-aged man lay in bed, seeing his son so impatient, but he did not scold him, letting him shout and yell in the room.

……

In an instant, several more people appeared in the room.

Butler Zhou is here!

The concubines have arrived!

Several servants even came in.

They all gathered in the room, looking at their master on the bed with surprise and delight as he looked in the mirror and examined himself.

Mo Bai remained quietly seated to one side, not uttering a sound to interrupt. Gazing at the room, which seemed to have suddenly gained a new vitality, he understood perfectly: the patient was tormenting the entire family!

"Sir!" After a long while, the middle-aged man finally came back to his senses from his surprise. He put down the mirror, and without speaking to his family, he immediately remembered Mo Bai.

She looked up and around, only to find herself surrounded by family members, with no sign of Mo Bai. Her expression immediately changed: "Ruoxian, where is the master?"

"Sir..." Chu Ruoxian also reacted in an instant. At this moment, what was the most important thing was, and her gaze was fixed on the direction where Mo Bai was sitting.

The people who had been gathered around the bed immediately stepped back and turned their gazes to the young man who was sitting there quietly, his face still pale.

At this moment, whether it was Steward Zhou, the concubines in the room, or the servants, everyone was looking at the handsome and young Mo Bai with surprise and admiration.

You should know that countless renowned doctors have come and gone from this room over the past two months, but none of them have achieved any results. Yet this person, who looks so young, has managed to produce miraculous effects with just a touch. How amazing is that!

Steward Zhou was even more agitated. He knew in advance that the young lady had gone to invite this quack doctor. Fortunately, he did not interfere, otherwise, what would have happened?

Mo Bai exhaled, feeling his blood vessels calming down. He slowly stood up, ignoring everyone's stares, and said softly to the middle-aged man, "Master Chu, are you feeling alright?"

"Good, good!" The middle-aged man looked at the young doctor, Mo Bai, and his attitude was no longer the same as before. There was no longer a trace of disrespect in his eyes. He replied repeatedly, "Sir, you are indeed a divine physician. I have been negligent before. Please forgive me!"

At this moment, Chu Ruoxian no longer cared about saving face. In front of all the servants, he bowed deeply and fell to the ground, his posture extremely sincere: "Sir, I have offended you."

"There's no need for that. It's a doctor's duty to treat the sick and save lives!" Mo Bai stepped forward, reached out his hand, and offered Chu Ruoxian a hand to help him up. At this point, the young man would no longer look down on him, so why bother to embarrass him further? It would be pointless, and there might be further exchanges later.

Inside the house, the family members naturally offered their respectful thanks once again. Mo Bai politely responded with a couple of words, then looked at the middle-aged man and fell silent.

"Alright, Ruoxian, let's see everyone out first!" the middle-aged man said, dismissing the crowd.

"Yes!" Ruo nodded first, then addressed the crowd, "Let's go out first. The doctor still needs to treat my father; we can't make a fuss!"

"Then, sir, we'll come see you again later!"

"Sir, I'm entrusting the master to you. Please take good care of him..."

……

Chu Ruo first saw everyone out of the room, but then stopped Butler Zhou at the top of the stairs, saying solemnly, "Uncle Zhou, before the master leaves, you must prepare the consultation fee properly. There must be no negligence whatsoever..."

"Yes, young master, I'll take care of it right away and make sure you're satisfied!" Butler Zhou replied immediately, his voice deep and respectful.

"Yes, and... send someone to bring Ruohan back!" Chu Ruo nodded and turned around, but then suddenly paused, turned back, hesitated for a moment, and still said.

Butler Zhou's face darkened. He recalled the young lady's tearful and aggrieved appearance when she was sent to school. He shook his head inwardly but did not object, knowing what the young master meant. After all, the young master had been disrespectful to that teacher, while that teacher should have a better impression of the young lady.

Now that things have come to this, seeing how extraordinary the young doctor's skills are, how can one not worry that there might be a barrier between them, affecting his treatment of the master?

"Yes, I'll send someone right away!" Butler Zhou nodded.

"Okay!" Chu Ruo turned around first and walked into the house, her steps noticeably lighter than before.

Inside the house.

"Sir, please forgive my foolishness. I have lived for decades in vain, yet I still cannot see through the matter of life and death!" The middle-aged man lay on the bed, his spirit no longer as depressed as before. He spoke to Mo Bai with a hint of self-deprecation, and his words were also respectful to Mo Bai.

"Master Chu, you flatter me. Whether one is seventy or a three-year-old child, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is human nature. How can you speak so lightly?" Mo Bai shook his head and said seriously, "If everyone saw through life and death and had no thoughts or desires, what use would it be for us to study medicine so diligently?"

The middle-aged man, being of advanced age, had acted like a child, unable to control his emotions, which was somewhat embarrassing. Hearing his words, he felt a little more at ease and stopped pursuing the topic. Instead, he glanced at Mo Bai's face and carefully examined him: "Sir, you don't look too well. Is it because you were exhausted from administering acupuncture to me earlier?"

Mo Bai inwardly admired the middle-aged man. Whether he was genuinely concerned or not, the fact that he refrained from asking about his situation was already a sign of great character.

He smiled slightly, paused for a moment, and then murmured, "It's not because of Master Chu, but because I am suffering from a serious illness!"

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man paused, a hint of surprise clearly showing in his eyes: "With your medical skills, you can't even cure yourself?"

Mo Bai smiled nonchalantly and said, "It was originally possible, but some unexpected things happened... So, I'm not afraid to admit it, the reason I shamelessly set up a stall opposite the Jishi Medical Hall is simply to find some opportunities to treat wealthy people and earn some money for medicine to support myself."

"Oh, with such medical skills, how could you have reached this level?" The middle-aged man, witnessing Mo Bai's extraordinary medical skills, found it hard to imagine that Mo Bai would lack money.

"Hehe..." Mo Bai didn't answer again, but a look of helplessness and bitterness flashed in his eyes for a moment before he regained his composure and looked at the middle-aged man, saying, "Master Chu, I already have a good understanding of your condition. This consultation will end here for today. I will write a prescription for you later. You can send someone to get the medicine, decoct it according to the prescription, and take three doses. After you see the effect, I will come back to examine you again, how about that?"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing about his illness, the middle-aged man perked up, his eyes fixed on Mo Bai with hopeful eyes. "Sir, your miraculous treatment has shown remarkable results. As for my illness..."

"It's alright. Actually, it's not difficult for you to stand up. After these three doses of medicine, you should be able to get up and move around a bit." Mo Bai was no longer vague as before, and this time he gave a clear answer.

Actually, the key point is that even if I had said it before, people wouldn't have believed me; instead, they would have thought I was just bragging.

But things were different now. Sure enough, upon hearing Mo Bai's definite answer, the middle-aged man's face became noticeably rosier, and a glint of joy flashed in his eyes. This time, he remained composed: "You mean, I can get up in three days?"

"Yes, recovery from a stroke is not something that can be accomplished in just two or three days, but simply getting up is enough. Once the root cause is found, the right medicine is prescribed, and the blockage is cleared, the limbs will naturally be able to move again." Mo Bai nodded.

"However!" Mo Bai's expression turned slightly serious as he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "The key is that centipede in your eyes, which may not be so easy to deal with."

"A centipede in my eyes?" The middle-aged man was taken aback, then his expression suddenly turned sharp: "What do you mean by that, sir? Am I under a spell, and do I really have a worm growing in my eye?"

"Of course not!" Upon hearing this, Mo Bai quickly shook his head and said, "Master Chu, you misunderstand. This is certainly not a real centipede. The reason you see a centipede swaying in front of you is actually because the nerves in your brain that control your vision are being compressed, causing you to see a phantom. And nerves are different from blood vessels. Relying solely on medicine, although there will be a response, it is difficult to achieve a complete cure in a short time, and there is always a risk of blindness."

"Blindness..." The middle-aged man's heart sank instantly. At this point, he naturally no longer doubted Mo Bai's words. The thought of blindness was hard to accept. Lying in bed was certainly not an option, but if he went blind, it would probably make his situation in the Patrol Division even more troublesome.

"Sir, since you have already identified the root of the problem, you must have a good remedy!" the middle-aged man said calmly.

"I can do the acupuncture!" Mo Bai nodded without hesitation, but a hint of helplessness flashed across his face as he said, "But my current physical condition..."