Chinese medicine: from rural hospitals to top three hospitals in Kyoto

Wen Haodong no longer hesitated. He inserted three silver needles accurately into the acupuncture points and quickly performed the draining and twisting method.

Miraculously, the moment the needle pierced Li Hongming's throat, the heart-pounding spasms subsided noticeably, and the cyanosis in his face began to fade at a visible speed! On the monitor, his blood oxygen saturation stopped falling and began to slowly rise again!

In less than a minute, the crisis was resolved!

Li Zairong looked at his father who had regained his breathing. His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground. He was quickly supported by Xun Jiahong who was beside him.

Chen Yang then stood up, his cold gaze as if real as he slowly swept over the frightened Choi Sung-min, the pale-faced Jiang Mingxu and the sinister-eyed Jin Se-hwan.

"Three masters, what a coincidence."

Chen Yang's voice was emotionless: "President Li suddenly fell ill in the early morning. The three of you didn't rest in the guest room, but rushed to the scene immediately. You were so 'enthusiastic' in guiding the rescue, and you even couldn't wait to interrupt our treatment..."

Chen Yang didn't finish his words, but the meaning was self-evident.

Choi Sung-min and the other two's expressions changed drastically. Jiang Mingxu's forehead was sweating and his lips were trembling. He wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

"Vice President Li..."

Chen Yang stopped looking at them and turned to Li Zairong, his tone solemn: "President Li's sudden laryngeal spasm this time is suspicious. I suggest that we immediately seal off the ward, retrieve all surveillance footage from tonight, and conduct a comprehensive toxicology screening on President Li!"

"Toxicology screen?!"

Li Zairong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instantly understood Chen Yang's hint. A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He looked at Cui Chengmin and the other two, his eyes filled with shock, anger and disbelief.

If... if they really wanted to stop the treatment and for the so-called "dignity of Korean medicine", they would not hesitate to harm my father... that would be simply insane!

"Check! Check immediately!"

Li Zairong's voice trembled with extreme anger: "Investigate this thoroughly!"

Cui Chengmin and the other two suddenly looked ashen, and there was even a flash of despair and murderous look on Jin Shihuan's face. But in the end, under Chen Yang's cold gaze and Li Zairong's overwhelming anger, that murderous look was quickly extinguished, leaving only endless ashes.

They knew they were finished.

Not only did his medical skills fail miserably, but he also lost the last bit of his dignity and decency in this clumsy and self-righteous performance.

The surveillance footage showed that during the time when Wen Haodong took a nap, Jiang Mingxu's young assistant stayed briefly at the nurses' station under the pretext of asking questions, and had the opportunity to come into contact with the warm water that was about to be delivered to the ward. Although it was impossible to prove what he did, the timing was too coincidental.

At the same time, an extremely trace amount of plant alkaloid component was found in Li Hongming's blood test, which could cause abnormal increase in neuromuscular excitability and induce convulsions.

This alkaloid happens to be from a rare plant in Country H. It is often used by some Korean doctors in a special "fighting poison with poison" therapy, but the dosage requirement is extremely harsh and poisoning can occur if you are not careful.

Although Choi Sung-min and the other two denied it and insisted that it was slander, their excuses seemed so pale and powerless in the face of ironclad circumstantial evidence and Lee Jae-young's overwhelming anger.

Without hesitation, Lee Jae-young, through the power of Hanxing Group and his family, launched a comprehensive and devastating crackdown and ban against Choi Sung-min, Kang Myeong-wook, and Kim Se-hwan, as well as their school of Korean medicine. Their standing within the H-country medical community plummeted, their reputations were shattered, and their schools were severely affected.

This incident caused an uproar in country H. While the people were shocked by the filthiness within the Korean medical community, they also had to face up to a fact - the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctor named Chen Yang saved Li Hongming's life with his irrefutable efficacy and strength.

There are still three days until the Spring Festival, and the sun is shining warmly in the garden of Kyoto International Medical Center.

It's a rare day without haze, and it's also good weather.

Li Hongming sat in a wheelchair, covered with a blanket. Although he was still thin, his complexion was rosy and his eyes were bright. He was completely different from the dying old man who was "petrified" before.

He no longer needed to take strong medicine like the "Marrow Nourishing and Bone Transforming Prescription", but instead took the pastes and pills carefully prepared by Chen Yang, which mainly aimed to "tonify the liver and kidneys and harmonize qi and blood", combined with regular acupuncture and rehabilitation training.

At this moment, with the encouragement of Chen Yang and Li Zairong, he was trying to use his own strength to slowly and tremblingly lift the hand that was once as stiff as stone and claw-shaped.

His movements were slow and difficult, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

But he did not give up. He gritted his teeth and tried to stretch his curled fingers little by little.

One inch, two inches...

Finally, when the hand, which was covered with traces of time and marks of disease, was fully stretched out, the sunlight shone through the fingers and onto his face.

Li Hongming was stunned. He looked at his hands that were finally able to open on their own, feeling the long-lost sense of control over his own limbs, and his eyes instantly became moist.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Yang, who was standing beside him with a smile on his face. His lips trembled as he spoke in stiff but clear Chinese, the most complete sentence he had said since he became seriously ill:

"Dr. Chen... Dr. Chen... Thank you... Thank you... for giving me... a second life!"

Li Zairong was so excited that his eyes were filled with tears. He bowed deeply to Chen Yang and was reluctant to stand up for a long time.

Around them, Wen Haodong, Xun Jiahong, Su Yunxue, Gao Anliang... all the members of the medical center smiled with relief.

Zhong Dongyang and several other doctors from the Department of Surgery were particularly shocked. They witnessed how a patient who was almost sentenced to death by modern medicine regained his vitality under the guidance of the wisdom of traditional Chinese medicine.

Although this is not a complete cure and the stigma of FOP still exists, the breath of life has returned, the quality of life has been greatly improved, and more importantly, the fire of hope has been rekindled.

Chen Yang helped Li Zairong up and looked at the excited Li Hongming with a gentle and humble smile on his face.

"Mr. Li, this is the result of your own recovery of righteousness, and it is also our duty as doctors. There is still a long way to go, let us work hard together."

"Thank you, Dr. Chen." Li Zairong also expressed his sincere gratitude.

"President Li, you're welcome."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "The Spring Festival is approaching, and Mr. Li is getting better. It's just right for us to have a good Spring Festival."

"Yes."

Li Zairong smiled and said, "This time we can just experience the Spring Festival atmosphere in the Chinese capital."

Li Zairong looked at Li Hongming and said, "My father rarely celebrates the Spring Festival abroad."

"The Spring Festival means a year's plan begins with spring, and the New Year also brings new hope."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "I think Mr. Li will be in better health in the new year."