He stopped on the stairs and began seriously fiddling with his arm.
It was clear he had some skill; his movements were quite professional.
However, no matter how he tried, he couldn't set it. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his brows furrowed, clearly in considerable pain.
Lu Chen also stopped to look. Using his medical superpower, he immediately noticed the problem.
He said, "No, no, you didn't set it right. The tendon is strained; it won't set. How can you set it?"
"Then what do we do?" the burly man asked, dumbfounded.
Lu Chen confidently said, "I'll do it!"
Without waiting for the man's consent, he grabbed his right wrist and gave it a few sharp shakes, almost making the man cry out in pain. If it weren't for Lu Chen's serious expression, one would have thought he was playing a prank, trying to teach him a lesson.
Thinking this, the young man gave a smug smile. "In this day and age, who dares to mess with me?"
However, before his smile faded, he let out a scream of pain, a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
That was because, while shaking his right arm, Lu Chen suddenly struck him three times on the shoulder with his left palm. Normally, even hitting that shoulder with an iron rod wouldn't hurt, but for some reason, these slaps were excruciating!
The burly man tried to cover his mouth with his other hand, but it was too late.
A nurse walking down the corridor was so startled that she nearly dropped the tray she was carrying.
She looked up and angrily said, "Growing up so big, what's the point? Screaming like that! Go to any other ward and see which patient isn't in more pain than you! They don't scream like that!"
She walked past disdainfully, still cursing.
The burly man, humiliated by the scolding, stammered several times, unable to find the words. He could only turn and glare at Lu Chen, growling in a low voice, "Could you please be gentler?"
Lu Chen said calmly, "You have an old injury on your shoulder, at least seven years old. I can't be gentle; if I'm gentle, I won't be able to clear the blockage in your blood vessels caused by the old injury, and the muscle fibers will remain dead. Don't be fooled by your current strength; in eight or ten years, this old injury will flare up like rheumatism. Then, your right shoulder will slowly atrophy, and in another two or three years, you might even lose your entire arm!"
These words made the young man's face change color.
This young man, several years younger than himself, had immediately noticed his old injury?
And he had described a seven-year-old injury so clearly?
Was this even human? This was definitely not human; this was a divine doctor!
Just as the young man was filled with astonishment, Lu Chen suddenly raised his sword-like fingers and thrust them sharply into the young man's shoulder socket!
The young man shuddered, almost crying out in pain again, but this time he gritted his teeth and endured it.
He felt a powerful surge of energy rush into his shoulder, like a screw being driven into a key. The sensation brought a wave of comfort to his entire body.
His blood vessels surged!
He exclaimed in surprise, "Internal Qi Release!"
He never expected to see such a remarkable person in the hospital!
As a seventh-level martial arts practitioner, he naturally knew about the technique of internal qi release, even more so than Xu Jiaqi. He too had cultivated his dantian qi to the point where it could circulate throughout his body, achieving the same level of internal qi release.
However, his internal qi release was merely hard qigong, not the strictly therapeutic kind. Reaching that level required special training techniques!
Lu Chen nodded. "You know your stuff!"
The burly young man laughed heartily. He moved his limbs and found his right shoulder was completely healed, feeling relaxed and at ease. He cheerfully patted Lu Chen's shoulder. "I've decided to be your friend! My men often get injuries that ordinary doctors can't treat. From now on, I'll come to you! Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly!"
As he spoke, he asked Lu Chen for his phone number.
Lu Chen scratched his head and gave it to him.
The burly young man muttered it to himself, then slapped his forehead and laughed heartily. "Alright, I've got it! Friend, let's have a drink sometime!"
Then he ran upstairs.
Lu shrugged and continued downstairs.
Just as he reached the third floor, he suddenly heard a loud shout from upstairs: "Wait!"
Lu Chen turned around and saw the burly young man standing imposingly above him, staring intently. The burly man asked loudly, "What's your name?"
Lu Chen chuckled, "My name is Lu Chen!"
"Lu Chen, hmm... a good name!" The young man asked again, "Are you the doctor here?"
Lu Chen shook his head, his tone disdainful, "I'm not worthy to be a doctor here."
"Hahaha, I know what you mean!" The young man nodded vigorously, "Someone with your unique abilities isn't someone a modern hospital would accept. However, no one can deny your amazing skills!"
"Thank you," Lu Chen said sincerely.
The young man hesitated slightly, then asked, "I said, ankylosing spondylitis... can you cure it?"
Lu Chen smiled slightly.
Actually, he had guessed who the young man was the moment he saw his martial arts prowess.
He told him the truth: "It's treatable, but extremely complicated, and those experts don't trust me to treat her. I just did a little treatment, and the patient cried out in pain, so they kicked me out. However, during the treatment, the patient does endure quite intense pain because her blood and energy are almost completely stagnant. It's like I'm attacking a city, reclaiming territory from the enemy—how can it not hurt?"
The young man understood; this expert named Lu Chen had already gone to examine his mother.
He frowned thoughtfully, then suddenly jumped down in a few swift movements, landing in front of Lu Chen, and asked earnestly, "Can my mother withstand that much pain?"
His question hit the nail on the head, and Lu Chen understood his meaning. Pain is a huge drain on energy, and if Dong Cuiliu's weak body couldn't withstand such a drain, she would surely die before she was cured!
Lu Chen gestured animatedly, saying, "Okay, we'll still conquer and plunder, but I'll be more conservative. Once we take a piece of land, we'll nurture it well first. Understand?"
The burly young man nodded vigorously, "Understood!"
Then, he extended a thick, large hand to Lu Chen, grinned, revealing gleaming white teeth, and said, "My name is Jin Ziliang. Although I know you probably already know my name and who I am, I still need to introduce myself a bit more. As for my job, I won't go into that."
Lu Chen chuckled and grasped Jin Ziliang's hand, "You're quite the bold one, I like it!"
Jin Ziliang laughed heartily, "This is the first time a man has said he likes me, this is truly bromance!"
Then he became serious, his tone becoming more consultative, "Tell me, if I were to entrust my mother's life to you, would you dare accept?"
Lu Chen's expression turned serious: "The responsibility is immense, and the losses on me will be enormous. You're a cultivator too, you know what I'm facing. But, we clicked, so I'll accept it! However, it won't be quick, maybe a year or two. I have to take care of my own life!"
"Alright! Actually, I don't expect my mother to fully recover. As long as she's not in so much pain, at least she can use a wheelchair, live another ten or twenty years, and I can properly take care of her, that's enough!"
As he spoke, Jin Ziliang's tone became somber: "I've always been busy with training and missions, even now I just came here after a military exercise. I... I'm so sorry to her!"
Lu Chen said calmly, "Don't worry, there will be time."
Jin Ziliang smiled: "I've decided you're my brother!"
On the fourth floor, Pan Wei was already berating her: "Jiaqi, you're usually so composed, what's wrong with you today? Why did you bring in such a greenhorn? Look at his arrogant attitude! He almost killed Ms. Dong! If anything had happened to her, how were we supposed to explain to Commander Jin? He could bring a team of special forces and raze our hospital to the ground in a heartbeat! This Commander Jin is terrifying; I heard he even killed hundreds of Taliban terrorists!"
Xu Jiaqi remained silent, offering no explanation.
In her heart, she only felt sorry for Dong Cuiliu. She believed Lu Chen was absolutely capable of curing the patient. But it was these so-called experts who didn't believe in traditional, miraculous medical techniques, causing Lu Chen to leave in anger.
It seems Dong Cuiliu wasn't destined for that!
Several other experts were also muttering:
"This is utter nonsense! What kind of treatment is this? It's pure sorcery!"
"That's right, look at the patient's reaction just now, how much pain she was in! Luckily, she's alright now."
"Exactly, otherwise, how would we explain it to her son?"
"Such a dangerous thing, I say, Dean Xu, you really weren't being careful!"
"Be careful in the future, never associate with those young men again!"
...
The experts were so excited talking that they forgot to continue the consultation.
Actually, a consultation was unnecessary.
In their eyes, Ms. Dong was just waiting to die, but no one said it aloud.
At this moment, Huang Jianfeng stepped in as a peacemaker, saying with a forced smile, "Everyone, our Dean Xu was only trying to help Ms. Dong. Although he was desperate and grasped at straws, his intentions were good. It's just that he was deceived by that young man. Regardless, Dean Xu's kindness is priceless and deserves everyone's applause!"
He actually clapped a few times.
The others, sensing the situation, nodded in agreement and clapped as well.
Pan Wei also clapped a few times, his gloomy face gradually softening.
Although he had just reprimanded Xu Jiaqi, he still held considerable respect for this young chief physician who had risen to the position of vice dean. This was not only due to her influence in the national orthopedic field, but also because of Huang Jianfeng.
Although Huang Jianfeng was currently only the deputy director and chief physician of orthopedics, this was far from the end of his career. Huang Jianfeng's parents, who worked in the Health Bureau, were also people Pan Wei wanted to curry favor with.
"Alright, alright!" Huang Jianfeng, still bruised and battered, said arrogantly, "Luckily, Commander Jin wasn't here when that kid was treating Ms. Dong, otherwise it would have been terrible. We actually let a charlatan get close to his mother, tsk tsk... Let's not mention this when Commander Jin arrives."
He wasn't worried about Dong Cuiliu saying anything; she couldn't speak anyway.
Just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out from the doorway: "A charlatan? Who's the charlatan?"
Everyone turned around, then froze in astonishment.