Chapter 009: The Culprit

You need not think too much, just relax your entire body, and it will be fine in a little while

I said to you... you wouldn't be using this method to help my father with his illness, would you

An Yuhang, however, completely ignored Fang Zhengsheng, simply moving his hands away from the old man's forehead, then gently patting the old man's back, and asking: "Old man, how are you feeling now? Can you see if you can get up?"

An Yuhang spoke as he pressed the elderly man down onto the chair, then removed the pair of glasses that were tightly secured to the old man's head with an elastic band, casually placing them on the table beside him

The middle-aged man attempted to cause a disturbance, but was stopped by Fang Zhengsheng. His intervention was not out of kindness, but rather out of fear that if An Yuhang failed to treat the elderly man in time, the old man might blame him for being a miser and causing trouble. This could lead to unnecessary complications. Seeing Fang Zhengsheng intervene, the middle-aged man grew anxious about the three doses of herbal medicine that had not yet reached his hands, fearing they would spoil. Thus, he could only suppress his frustration and wait impatiently on the side.

This... am I not seeing things? This... is that half-dead old man from just now?

Silk ... ... No way! Is it really that amazing?

The elderly man had been tormented by this illness for a long time. Now, once he was freed from the pain, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He was filled with genuine gratitude towards An Yuhang, but his eyesight was not very good... he couldn't even see what An Yuhang looked like clearly. So, he casually reached for the pair of glasses on the table, preparing to put them on his head.

Can a stroke be cured in just ten minutes? Is that true...

However, the middle-aged man seemed even more concerned about the issue of money, and quickly asked: "You little doctor shouldn't make grand claims casually... Hmm... If I were to ask you to treat my father, would you charge us? Also... if you can't cure my father in ten minutes, how would you compensate us for our losses?"

Indeed, only the old man's son knew that his father had been ill at home for over six months. Prior to today, they had no acquaintance with An Yuhang, so it was impossible for An Yuhang to have hired an accomplice. Thus, he was even more astonished by An Yuhang's medical skills

At first, the middle-aged man thought it was a great bargain to have An Yuhang treat his illness for free. However, upon seeing that An Yuhang's so-called treatment was merely massaging his temples, he immediately became furious. Unable to contain himself, he stepped forward and pointed at An Yuhang, saying: "If massage could really cure a stroke, then Changhai's hospitals might as well all be converted into massage parlors. Hurry up and get out of my way... I don't have time to waste with you."

An Yuhang hurriedly stopped the old man, smiled, and said: "Old sir... you cannot wear these glasses anymore. To put it bluntly... the culprit behind your illness is actually these glasses. If you put them on again... I guarantee that by tomorrow, your old ailment will flare up once more!"

Fang Zhengsheng, standing nearby, felt relieved and simply watched An Yuhang's incessant cold laughter

Fang Zhengsheng let out a cold snort and said, "An Yuhang, as an intern doctor, you not only lack the authority to prescribe medication, but you also do not have the right to treat patients independently. Your current actions have seriously violated the hospital's regulations. I ... ... "

Stop

An Yuhang naturally would not make things difficult for the elderly man. He smiled and said, "Old sir, please do not worry... I will definitely help you get better... Now, please have a seat!"

When the old man opened his mouth to speak, it was no small matter; instantly, he astonished everyone present. Several people gaped in disbelief, nearly dislocating their jaws in the process

The time has come... An Yuhang, what more is there to say between you and the book!

Upon hearing this, the elderly man immediately sprang to his feet, stretched his arms, kicked his legs, and appeared completely invigorated. He exclaimed with delight, "I feel so much more relaxed all over! Haha... Little divine doctor, your medical skills are simply extraordinary!"

An Yuhang's statement was not due to a lack of confidence, but rather because he absolutely could not set a precedent for this extreme miser. If the miser were to fall ill himself, An Yuhang would not bother with him at all. It was merely that the old man appeared quite pitiful, and An Yuhang happened to know how to cure his illness, which is why he was prepared to take action.

Fang Zheng occasionally glanced at his watch, and as soon as the ten minutes were up, he immediately pointed at An Yuhang with an air of arrogance and let out a cold laugh

An Yuhang spoke while placing the palms of both hands on either side of the old man's temples, then began to slowly massage in a clockwise direction.

An Yuhang rolled his eyes in exasperation, thinking to himself that this person was truly extraordinary! With so many difficult and complicated ailments in the world, if patients were to seek compensation from doctors whenever their conditions could not be cured, then perhaps no one would dare to be a doctor anymore

What the old man looked like earlier was clear to everyone present at the scene, especially since his speech was so slurred that others could hardly understand what he was saying. However, now the old man not only moves freely but also speaks these two sentences with perfect clarity. The contrast between the two situations is too stark; even the most critical person could not in good conscience claim that An Yuhang's treatment was ineffective. Yet now the old man not only moves freely but also speaks these two sentences with perfect clarity. The contrast between the two situations is too stark; even the most critical person could not in good conscience claim that An Yuhang's treatment was ineffective.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, during which An Yuhang diligently massaged the elderly man's temples without attempting any other tricks. Those observing could not help but shake their heads in disapproval, largely concluding that An Yuhang was unlikely to cure the old man.

Oh my goodness... this... this is truly unbelievable! It turns out that massage can also treat strokes!

Ah ... ... much better ... ...

An Yuhang replied very seriously: "Because treating this illness does not require injections or medication, I will not charge you a penny. However... I am also not obligated to provide any compensation. If the elderly person is willing to take ten minutes to give it a try, I will do my best to help them. If you are unwilling... then please feel free to leave..."

The onlookers, upon hearing this, all wore expressions of disbelief and could not help but engage in animated discussions.

Fang Zhengsheng, upon hearing this, found it perfectly aligned with his thoughts on *illustrated books*. He merely curled his lip in disdain and then stepped aside, as his views were largely similar to those of the miser, certainly not believing that a few minutes of rubbing on the forehead could cure a stroke!

As the miserly middle-aged man hesitated over whether to take the opportunity to extract more benefits from An Yuhang, he suddenly saw his father angrily push him aside and, stumbling, walk up to An Yuhang. His mouth was mumbling something unintelligible, while his hands were continuously bowing in a gesture of respect, clearly indicating his plea for An Yuhang to treat his illness

An Yuhang knew that this Dr. Fang was trying to take advantage of the situation, so he quickly shook his head and interrupted him, saying: "Alright... which of your eyes saw me treating a patient? A head massage should only fall under the category of health care, right? Hehe... Of course, this elderly person's condition does not require formal treatment; a simple massage will suffice... I know you are unconvinced... How about this, you wait patiently for ten minutes, and if the elderly person's condition does not improve after ten minutes, then you can deal with me however you wish." Of course, this elderly person's condition does not require formal treatment; a simple massage will suffice... I know you are unconvinced... How about this, you wait patiently for ten minutes, and if the elderly person's condition does not improve after ten minutes, then you can deal with me however you wish.

Is it really just the effect of the massage therapy? ... Or is it ... ? ... Is this old gentleman merely a plant hired by the young doctor?