Wilderness Romance!

As soon as he left the Yuelai Hotel, Li Cheng took out his phone and dialed Shen Yaxin's number.

"Dr. Shen, you were there when Lu Pingchuan treated my mother today. Do you know which acupoints he used for acupuncture?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yaxin's eyes lit up, as if she had already guessed what was going on.

Although she studied Western medicine, she still has some understanding of acupoints.

"Mr. Li, I do know the acupoints, but why are you asking? Isn't Lu Pingchuan there? Doesn't he want to treat Aunt Li's illness?"

Li Cheng naturally wouldn't tell her the truth. He sighed and said, "Dr. Shen, to be honest, Mr. Lu's demands are too high. I can't meet them."

"What?" Shen Yaxin exclaimed on the other end of the phone, immediately adding fuel to the fire with her indignant tone.

"That bastard Lu Pingchuan! He's clearly using Aunt Li's illness as leverage to demand exorbitant prices. What kind of doctor takes advantage of someone in distress like that?"

"If you ask me, you should just take some men and arrest him, give him a good beating, and I guarantee he'll obediently treat Aunt Li's illness."

Li Cheng walked through the dimly lit alleys of the old city, his hand tightly gripping his phone, a look of frustration weighing on his brow.

He didn't know what the grudge was between Lu Pingchuan and Shen Yaxin, but he knew what Shen Yaxin was thinking at this moment.

"Dr. Shen, I'm aware of this matter."

"All you need to do now is tell me which acupoints Lu Pingchuan used on my mother, and I'll find an experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctor to try it out using Lu Pingchuan's method."

Having said that, Shen Yaxin dared not say anything more: "Mr. Li, today Lu Pingchuan performed acupuncture on three acupoints for Aunt Li: Tanzhong, Qihai, and Geshu."

"By the way, if you can't find an experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctor, I can ask Su Huaishan from our hospital. He has been practicing medicine for over forty years and is a well-known figure in the national TCM community. With Su Huaishan's help, he will definitely be no worse than Lu Pingchuan."

In fact, Li Cheng had previously sought treatment from Su Huaishan for his mother, but Su Huaishan was unable to determine the cause of Li's mother's illness and therefore had no way to proceed.

At this moment, he and Shen Yaxin witnessed Lu Pingchuan's treatment process firsthand, and perhaps this time it would be different.

"Dr. Shen, then I'll have to trouble you. If Elder Su can cure my mother's illness, I will repay you and Elder Su handsomely."

The next morning, Shen Yaxin brought Su Huaishan to Li Cheng's house.

Li Cheng told Su Huaishan about Lu Pingchuan's diagnosis and treatment process in great detail. He originally wanted Su Huaishan to treat his mother according to Lu Pingchuan's method immediately.

However, the cautious Su Huaishan did not agree. After all, Li's mother was in relatively good condition, and he couldn't figure out the reason behind it, so he dared not take action rashly.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

In the morning, Li Cheng personally prepared breakfast and brought it to his mother's room.

Upon entering the room, I noticed that my mother's left cheek was bright red, while her right cheek was deathly pale.

Li Cheng put down his breakfast and rushed to his mother's bedside: "Mom, how are you feeling?"

"My son," Mother Li gasped, her voice broken, "I'm in so much pain... so much pain. My illness... my illness is incurable. Please give me a quick death... it hurts so much..."

His mother's weak and painful murmurs were like a sharp knife piercing Li Cheng's heart.

Looking at his mother's half-red, half-white, strangely distorted face, and listening to her labored, heavy breathing, Li Cheng felt as if his blood had instantly frozen.

Lu Pingchuan's piercing warning from three days ago now echoed clearly in his mind.

If left untreated for three days, the illness will relapse and become even more dangerous. If left untreated for five days, the patient will cough up blood, become increasingly weak, lose their appetite, and gradually decline. If left untreated for seven days, there will be no hope of recovery.

Now, it seems that his words have come true. Could it be that what Lu Pingchuan said was true?

"Mother, please don't talk nonsense." Li Chengqiang suppressed the worry and panic in his heart, squatted down by the bed and held his mother's cold and thin hand tightly, his voice trembling with barely concealed emotion.

"It can be cured, it definitely can be cured. Old Su will be here soon, please hang in there a little longer."

While gently comforting her, he hurriedly took out his phone and dialed Shen Yaxin's number: "Dr. Shen, please have Old Su come over quickly. My mother's condition has relapsed, and it's very bad."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yaxin on the other end of the phone felt a pang of anxiety and quickly replied, "I'll take Old Su there right away."

The few minutes after hanging up the phone felt incredibly long and agonizing for Li Cheng.

Li's mother on the bed was breathing more and more erratically, her chest heaving violently, her whole body beginning to twitch slightly, and her forehead covered with fine cold sweat. Her already weak body completely collapsed.

"It hurts...it hurts so much..." Li's mother's eyes were cloudy, her consciousness was gradually fading, and she kept murmuring painful words, each word tearing at Li Cheng's mind.

Li Cheng knelt by the bed, clutching his mother's hand tightly, his eyes red-rimmed.

A dozen minutes later, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Shen Yaxin helped Su Huaishan rush into the house. When they saw Li's mother's strange expression and weak, critical condition on the bed, their expressions changed at the same time.

"Old Su, please, please save my mother." Li Cheng suddenly stood up, his tone urgent and desperate, almost pleading.

Su Huaishan dared not delay, quickly walked to the bedside, and raised his hand to feel Li's mother's pulse.

The moment his fingertips touched his pulse, his brows furrowed tightly, and his expression became extremely grave.

He kept switching between pulse patterns with his fingertips, repeatedly probing the pulse. After a moment, he slowly withdrew his hand and sighed heavily: "The pulse is disordered and rootless, the blood and qi are flowing backward and rushing through the body, the internal organs are in great disarray, the condition... the condition is extremely bad."

"As you said before, I will try acupuncture on your mother's Tanzhong, Qihai, and Geshu acupoints, but..."

Su Huaishan paused slightly before speaking, a troubled look on his face: "Mr. Li, to be honest, I don't understand this acupuncture technique at all, and I can't guarantee whether it will work."

At this point, Li Cheng was no longer concerned with any of these things.

"It's alright, Elder Su. Even if it's no use, I won't blame you. Please give my mother the acupuncture."

Upon hearing this, Su Huaishan had no more worries.

He immediately took out his needle kit, lit an alcohol lamp, and sterilized the silver needles by heating them over the fire. Then, following the method that Li Cheng and Shen Yaxin had told him, he took out three silver needles and inserted them into Li's mother's three acupoints: Tanzhong, Qihai, and Geyu.

"Mother." Li Cheng rushed to his mother's bedside, his eyes filled with hope, and asked cautiously, "How are you feeling now? Are you feeling any better?"

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