"Teacher Chen, using acupuncture to cure congenital hereditary heart disease is such a great medical achievement. As long as it is publicized, you will immediately become famous in China and even the world!"
"Yeah, what a great opportunity this is, how could you miss it? You know, this skill alone is enough for you to win the Nobel Prize!"
"Not only that, acupuncture's cure for congenital heart disease is groundbreaking. It has unparalleled value in both medicine and clinical practice. It will even be a significant milestone in the entire history of medicine."
"Yes, this kind of acupuncture technology can be elevated to the level of benefiting mankind. Teacher Chen, please don't keep a low profile."
Immediately, everyone spoke enthusiastically, looking at Chen Hao as if they were seeing a future star.
As a doctor, to them, Chen Hao's mysterious acupuncture technique is like a fanatical physicist seeing the ultimate theorem of the universe.
Chen Hao smiled helplessly.
I knew I would encounter this situation sooner or later.
Fortunately, I had already thought of an explanation.
"Everyone, I understand how you feel."
He said sincerely, "I'm not being arrogant, nor do I want to benefit patients, but the method I use to cure congenital hereditary heart disease cannot be copied, because I don't rely on acupuncture, but my own vitality. This is
A Taoist cultivation method passed down in my family is a unique secret technique. Although it is effective, it consumes a lot of money every time it is treated, so it cannot be used easily."
He relied on mana to cure the heart disease of Du Xueqing and his daughter. Although it did not consume much, if he told the truth, he would never think about peace in the future, so this hole must not be opened.
"So that's how it is. That's such a pity."
"If curing congenital hereditary heart disease will consume Teacher Chen's vitality, then it cannot be promoted. Otherwise, not only will it not bring benefits to Teacher Chen, but it will cause huge trouble."
Only then did everyone understand, and they couldn't help but look regretful.
They did not doubt what Chen Hao said. After all, at Chen Hao's age, he has such superb medical skills. It is obvious that he has a unique inheritance behind him. And curing congenital heart disease by consuming vitality sounds better than curing heart disease by acupuncture.
More convincing.
Chen Hao also breathed a sigh of relief, finally closing the hole.
"Uncle Chen, although the method of curing congenital heart disease cannot be replicated, you can complement it with the Qianye Silver Needle Technique."
Xie Yunhui seemed to have thought of something and said, "This is a great initiative of our Chinese medicine, and it can also make you famous in China."
When the other Chinese medicine doctors heard this, their eyes lit up and they looked at Chen Hao expectantly.
"I can complement the Qianye Silver Needle Technique, but do you think this is really good?"
Chen Hao asked rhetorically.
Everyone was stunned.
"Master, if you can complete the Thousand-leaf Silver Needle Technique, it would certainly be a great thing. Why do you say that?"
Ling Zhongce was puzzled.
"Then let me ask you, why does Qianye Silver Needle Technique have such high research value?"
Chen Haodao.
"Of course it's because Qianye Silver Needle Technique is incomplete and has a wide range of possibilities for completion..."
Ling Zhongce replied.
At this point, he suddenly stopped, as if he thought of something, and showed a clear look.
Xie Yunhui and others also suddenly realized.
"Yes, it is precisely because of the incompleteness that Qianye Silver Needle Technique has research value. If it is completed, although Qianye Silver Needle Technique will become perfect, it will also make everyone lose interest in deduction and research. What a loss.
It’s much worse than incomplete.”
Chen Hao smiled and said, "As the saying goes, the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and people can escape one of them. It can be seen that incompleteness may not always be a regret, and perfection may not necessarily be good."
Everyone smacked what he said, and for a moment they couldn't help but understand something, and nodded in conviction.
"Uncle Chen is young, but he has such medical skills and insights. He is truly a fairy-like figure. I am truly lucky for this younger generation to listen to your teachings."
Xie Yunhui expressed heartfelt praise.
Everyone nodded again.
For Chen Hao, they went from contempt at the beginning, to misunderstanding, to temptation, then to being shocked, deeply impressed, and finally full of reverence.
In less than an hour, I walked a circuitous but satisfying journey.
"Flattery, don't you just want to deceive my master so that he can accept you as his disciple?"
Only Ling Zhongce snorted and whispered contemptuously.
At this time, a group of people walked into the ward.
The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a light cyan jacket. He had a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked calm and confident, and had a strong aura of being in power and aloof.
The middle-aged man was also supporting an old man with silvery hair who looked quite frail. The two looked quite similar, and they were obviously a father and son.
"Chief Bai, you are back."
When everyone saw this, they rushed forward to greet him.
Chief Bai's face looked unhappy. He nodded without saying anything and directly helped the old man to lie down on the hospital bed in the bedroom.
Family members followed in.
Everyone looked at each other.
"Doctor Qu, what are the results of Mr. Bai's whole-body MRI?"
Xie Yunhui looked at the accompanying doctor.
"It's still the same as before, except for some common geriatric diseases, nothing was found."
The doctor named Naqu smiled bitterly.
"Didn't Mr. Bai go for a check-up just when he was sick? There was nothing abnormal?"
Zhao Yingda asked.
"No."
Doctor surnamed Qu was dejected, "We also specially strengthened the scan of the site where Mr. Bai's disease occurred, but found nothing."
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
"Zhongce, what disease does Mr. Bai have? Please tell me in detail."
Chen Haodao.
"Master, the problem is here, we don't know what disease Mr. Bai has."
Ling Zhongce sighed, "We have done everything from traditional Chinese medicine pulse diagnosis to Western medicine blood tests and various physical examinations, but we still can't find the cause."
"No symptoms?"
Chen Hao asked.
"There are symptoms, and they are very obvious."
Xie Yunhui continued, "At various times every day, Mr. Bai would feel severe stinging pain in a certain part of his body, which was unbearable. However, when he checked the stinging area, there was nothing abnormal."
"What's even more strange is that Mr. Bai's stinging attack has no warning and disappears very suddenly. The pain may last for an hour or two, but then it suddenly stops hurting, and the painful area does not have any sequelae."
"It turns out that we had already done a full-body scan on Mr. Bai, but we couldn't find the cause of the disease. We thought we would wait until Mr. Bai became ill and then scan again. Unexpectedly, the results were still the same. It was really hopeless."