The patients left one after another, and Huang Bo finally walked in front of Ling Xiao.
"Are you Dr. Ling Xiaoling?" Huang Bo asked knowingly.
Ling Xiao nodded, "Yes, I am Ling Xiao."
"Because of the Hongxiagou incident and the press conference held by the Department of Health, various media outlets have praised you as a miracle. I tell the truth. I don't believe it all, but I don't doubt your strength. I want to tell you.
Yes, as long as you cure my father, I will give you five million." Huang Bo said, very bold and domineering.
Five million, this is money that ordinary people cannot save in a lifetime or even eight lifetimes, but when it comes out of Huang Bo's mouth, it is like an ordinary person buying cigarettes at a cigarette stall with 100 yuan.
Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Five million is a lot of money. However, if you talk to me with such politeness, or think that I should accommodate you because you gave me money, then you are wrong. While I'm still here,
I haven’t charged you a penny, so you can leave.”
Huang Bo was stunned for a moment, but his face remained calm.
At this time, two professional caregivers helped Huang Zhiqiang over.
"Huang Bo, why are you talking to Dr. Ling? Apologize quickly." Huang Zhiqiang said. His voice was very low, giving people a very weak feeling.
Suffering from ALS, he could not even speak a word in the end. Now it is only in the early stages, and he can still barely speak.
Ling Xiao looked at Huang Bo. He thought Huang Bo would not apologize, but he did not expect that Huang Bo bowed and apologized after listening to Huang Zhiqiang's words.
"Dr. Ling, I'm sorry. I'm rude. Please consider my father's kindness in flying all the way here. Please give him a medical check-up." Huang Bo said humbly.
"It's okay. I will treat your father. Please help Mr. Huang lie down on the bed." Ling Xiao pointed to the curtain in the medical room. There was a simple hospital bed behind the curtain.
Two professional caregivers helped Huang Zhiqiang behind the curtain, then stepped aside and waited for Ling Xiao to pass by.
Huang Zhiqiang said: "Doctor Ling, do you need to sign a contract? If necessary, I have a contract ready over there."
Ling Xiao said: "I'm not a businessman, I'm just a doctor. It's my bounden duty to treat your father. As for how much medical fees and medication you are willing to give me, that's your business. There is no need for a contract at all.
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A smile appeared on Huang Zhiqiang's face, "It's my fault, Doctor Ling. Now I ask you to diagnose and treat my father. I promise you that our Huang family will never treat you badly."
Ling Xiao didn't say much to him, turned around and walked behind the curtain. He closed the curtain, and even the two professional caregivers were blocked out.
A curtain divided the medical room, which was not very large, into two spaces. One half contained Ling Xiao and Huang Zhiqiang, the other half contained Huang Bo and a large group of bodyguards, and Li Hao and two professional nurses. Outside, everyone
People's eyes are focused on the curtain, looking forward to the birth of a miracle.
Inside the curtain, Ling Xiao just looked at Huang Zhiqiang and did not touch his pulse or anything.
Huang Zhiqiang was lying on a simple hospital bed, but he felt very bad. The bed in the medical room was probably the worst bed he had ever laid on in his life. Ling Xiao was also the most unreliable doctor he had ever seen. After all,
, Ling Xiao looks so young. In terms of normal people's experience and common sense, how could a 11-year-old boy be a miracle doctor? However, there is such an unreliable young man in front of him.
The miracle doctor was his last hope. He had to believe it or not. He had no other choice.
"Doctor Ling..." Huang Zhiqiang was distracted by Ling Xiao's gaze.
Ling Xiao then said: "Mr. Huang, do you know what disease you have?"
Huang Zhiqiang nodded and said with a wry smile: "I know, it's ALS."
"Then do you know that this disease is terminal?"
"I know." Huang Zhiqiang said.
Ling Xiao said: "Since you know, then I will make it clear that this disease is recognized in the world today as an incurable terminal disease like cancer and AIDS. Even if you come to me to see a doctor, I am not completely sure.
Heal you."
"Doctor Ling, what do you mean..." Huang Zhiqiang didn't understand what Ling Xiao meant.
"If I covet the sky-high medical fees you offer, I can deceive you and say I can cure you, but in the end I will kill you. I don't want to charge you that kind of unconscionable money. Before I start treatment for you, I want
You know the real situation." Ling Xiao said.
Huang Zhiqiang was silent for a while, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that I came to the right place this time. Doctor Ling, although you are young, you are calmer and more mature than many older so-called experts and professors.
More honest. For this reason, Doctor Ling, I will let you treat it with confidence. Whether you die or live, I will leave it to fate."
There was also a smile on Ling Xiao's face, "Actually, even if I can't cure you completely, I can help you delay the deterioration of your condition. You can still persist in this condition for up to two or three years, and in the second half of
You must have spent time in the hospital bed, unable to speak, unable to lift your hands and feet. Even eating and excretion may have to be solved by intubation. And I, I am confident that you can live longer without having to lie on the hospital bed.
With."
"Is this true? How much time can you extend?" Huang Zhiqiang said excitedly.
"I'm not sure about this yet. I need to diagnose your condition first, and then I can draw a rough conclusion based on your specific situation." Ling Xiao said. After that, he sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on Huang Zhiqiang's hand.
On the wrist.
Huang Zhiqiang lay quietly, still wondering in his heart, how could his specific condition be diagnosed with this ancient method of diagnosing the disease? But just when he was doubtful, something hot came into his heart.
into his body, and in an instant, he felt that hot thing flowing through his body like an electric current, through blood vessels, meridians, bones, and even every cell.
Wherever things flow, they seem to receive a magical energy, becoming alive and powerful.
Huang Zhiqiang had no idea that the hot thing was Ling Xiao's magical method of diagnosing the pulse with internal force.
There are four major methods of diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine: looking, smelling, asking and feeling, looking is to observe the patient's complexion with the eyes, smelling is to smell the patient's odor with the nose, questioning is to ask about the cause of the patient's disease, and cutting is to feel the pulse. But Lingxiao is an internal force to diagnose the pulse, which is to look, smell, ask and feel.
It's enough. His internal power reaches directly into the patient's body. He doesn't need to see, smell, or ask, so he can understand the patient's truest and most accurate condition!
After a while, Ling Xiao finished diagnosing Huang Zhiqiang's internal pulse.
Huang Zhiqiang's condition is indeed very bad. Many nerves in his body have degenerated, and his muscles have also atrophied. If this continues, he will soon lose his current ability to walk and eat.
"Doctor Ling, how are you?" Huang Zhiqiang said anxiously.
"You must have gone to a big hospital for a checkup?"
"Yes." Huang Zhiqiang responded, but secretly said in his heart: "Does he want me to reveal the diagnosis results given by American experts?"
Ling Xiao showed no signs of being sarcastic, and just said: "Then did he tell you that you can live for up to two years, of which one and a half years will be spent in a hospital bed, unable to take care of yourself?"
Huang Zhiqiang looked at Ling Xiao in surprise and was speechless. You must know that this result is exactly the diagnosis result given by the American experts. You must know that the American experts spent a lot of time and used many very advanced inspection equipment to reach this conclusion.
I just got it, but Ling Xiao just took a simple pulse and found out!
"Doctor Ling..." Huang Zhiqiang was distracted by Ling Xiao's gaze.
Ling Xiao then said: "Mr. Huang, do you know what disease you have?"
Huang Zhiqiang nodded and said with a wry smile: "I know, it's ALS."
"Then do you know that this disease is terminal?"
"I know." Huang Zhiqiang said.
Ling Xiao said: "Since you know, then I will make it clear that this disease is recognized in the world today as an incurable terminal disease like cancer and AIDS. Even if you come to me to see a doctor, I am not completely sure.
Heal you."
Huang Zhiqiang sighed and said with a wry smile: "To tell you the truth, Dr. Ling, I had given up all hope when I came back from the United States, but when I saw your report that day, I felt like I saw a glimmer of hope. This is
The reason why I come here, Dr. Ling, is because of hope. If you can cure me well, that is my blessing. My life should not be cut off. If I cannot cure it, I will not blame you."
In the face of terminal illness and death, Huang Zhiqiang can still behave so calmly. This may be the reason why he can become such an outstanding businessman.
"Mr. Huang, I just want to make it clear. I don't want you to think that I deceived you by not curing your disease after you paid me. So, you don't actually need to be too careful.
Pessimistic and desperate, I have examined your body, and I cannot say that I can cure you 100%, but I am still somewhat certain. To say the least, even if I cannot cure your ALS, I can think of other ways to prolong it.
Your lifespan." Ling Xiao said.
Huang Zhiqiang said excitedly: "Doctor Ling, if that's the case, that's really great. My surname is Huang, I owe you a huge debt of gratitude."
Ling Xiao just smiled, prepared the silver needle, and stopped talking to Huang Zhiqiang. However, with Huang Zhiqiang's words, it was no different from getting an extra five million in medical fees. From some perspectives, it was even more valuable.
.That's true. For a billionaire with a net worth of tens of billions, can his connections in the business and political circles be ordinary? If you ask him to do a favor at a critical moment, it will be worth more than five million.
Five million? For a real estate tycoon like Huang Zhiqiang, that is just the price of a house.
Ling Xiao untied Huang Zhiqiang's clothes, took them off, then made him naked from the waist up, and then pricked all the acupuncture points on and around his Ren and Du meridians. With each injection, he trembled with internal force.
His acupoints stimulate degenerated neurons and atrophied muscles.
Doing so cannot cure Huang Zhiqiang's ALS, but it can stimulate his life potential and slow down the rate of neuron degeneration, which is equivalent to delaying his time. The energy of internal force acts on Huang Zhiqiang's body,
It is also very beneficial. It replenishes vitality, clears the meridians, and strengthens the internal organs. These are also equivalent to enhancing Huang Zhiqiang's immunity. It is a treatment method that enhances one's own resistance to fight against ALS.
After one session of internal acupuncture, Huang Zhiqiang's energy suddenly improved a lot, and his complexion became much rosier. He looked completely different from when he came just now!
"Take this serious illness pill." Ling Xiao handed a serious illness pill to Huang Zhiqiang.
Ordinary minor illnesses can be solved by Minor Illness Pills, but Huang Zhiqiang’s illness even exceeded the category of serious illness and was already terminal. Therefore, from the perspective of the use of pills, Major Illness Pills must be used to be effective.
Huang Zhiqiang was about to call the nurse in, but Ling Xiao said: "Try it yourself."
Huang Zhiqiang stretched out his hand to take the Big Disease Pill. As soon as he reached out, he was surprised to find that although his hand was still shaking a little, it was obviously much better than when he came. He took the Big Disease Pill that Ling Xiao handed him without any doubt.
He was so surprised by the potency of the pill that he swallowed it in one gulp, and felt a warmth in his mouth. He had taken many pills, but he had never felt like this before with any pill.
Huang Zhiqiang couldn't help but climbed up. However, within a second of getting up, he lay down again. Fatigue, weakness, and neurological numbness once again spread throughout his body.
Ling Xiao noticed his change and asked him all about his feelings just now.
Huang Zhiqiang described his changes in feelings before and after in great detail.
Ling Xiao's brows suddenly furrowed. If it was a common minor illness or serious illness, he would add acupuncture and pills to the patient at one time. Even if the patient was not cured, the patient would be much better. However, Huang Zhiqiang obviously had some improvement, but it did not last for a minute!
This shows that the methods used before do not work!