My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

"Now you remember, this is our mayor."

Old Man Huang felt that his introduction was not detailed enough, so he added: "If this happened in ancient times, he would be the governor!"

"Mayor? Governor?"

Lin An's heart skipped a beat, thinking about how he had boiled blood ginseng to produce golden flowers, and he couldn't help but look at the mayor.

"Hello, this is the miracle doctor I mentioned, absolutely...

Old Man Huang stepped forward to introduce the product and gave a thumbs up.

"This century-old building is a relic of the Republic of China era. This room has a special charm! It's called having good intentions but not being able to do anything."

After a brief observation, Lin An immediately expressed his opinion.

He didn't even care whether he interrupted Old Man Huang who was about to introduce his elegance.

"what?"

When Old Man Huang heard this, he immediately came over in surprise and kept winking at him.

The mayor had a serious heart disease. When he heard this, his face suddenly changed and he looked over blankly.

This statement has a hidden meaning. Is he a doctor or a quack?

There was the sound of footsteps, and a man wearing glasses and looking very impressive walked over and introduced himself: "Hello, I'm Secretary Li!"

When Lin An heard this, he couldn't help but frown.

Now, he was already on his deathbed, how could he still have the mind to curry favor with others? Besides, the other party had invited him to see a doctor, so he could skip the relevant etiquette of shaking hands and greeting.

"Okay, hurry up and prepare the food! Those who come are all guests, and they are here to treat our illness!"

The mayor, lying on the bed, struggled and weakly raised his hand to give an order.

"Yes, both of you please!"

The secretary politely invited Old Man Huang and Lin An to walk to the side hall together.

"Oh my, the living environment has a huge impact on people!"

When going upstairs, Old Man Huang sighed, and at the same time, he asked Lin An to sit down at the dining table and handed him the medical record.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The patient was lying on the hospital bed, coughing continuously. The whole family was frowning and the secretary had a strange look in his eyes.

According to his arrangements and plans, there was no doctor available at this time.

The funeral home has already been contacted and many of the lower-level leaders are on the way.

"Oh? Heart failure!"

Lin An took a quick glance at the case and immediately understood!

The mayor's main problem is coronary heart disease. He has heart failure caused by poor blood circulation and has already developed arrhythmia, so he is in intensive care at home.

I heard that you have to use a cardiac stimulant injection every half a day to promote circulation.

So although the mayor's spirit and complexion seem OK, he is actually empty inside.

It is just as Old Man Huang said, on his deathbed.

"Well, if I had ten days, I would have finished the most important personnel arrangements at hand..."

The mayor looked over with pitiful eyes.

"What remains is a major corruption case that shocked this city, so I found you."

Old Man Huang whispered in Lin An's ear that as long as the personnel adjustment was completed smoothly, the whole incident would turn around.

All the mayor wanted was ten days; he didn't ask for a miracle given his physical condition.

Lin An understood, and suddenly felt awe for the dying middle-aged man.

It turns out there is something going on here. Just like myself, I am not afraid of death, I just want to finish the things at hand.

Although the secretary had a strange look in his eyes, Lin An chose to ignore it. He sat quietly in his chair, observing everything in the room, and immediately got into work mode.

"If you follow my way..."

Under everyone's terrified gaze, Lin An thought for a long time, finally put down the medical record, and looked up at everyone.

"How is it? Is there any hope?"

The lawyers are the most nervous.

"If you had done it my way, this shot of cardiac stimulant and intensive care wouldn't be necessary."

As soon as Lin An opened his mouth, everyone was stunned!

The patient's life is hanging by a thread. If we stop taking the most important life-saving medicine now, won't he die immediately?

"Can you do it or not?"

When the secretary heard this, he stared at Lin An with a cold face.

"Yeah, An, I don't quite understand what you mean." Old Man Huang also frowned.

The difference between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine is that in the upper class society, traditional Chinese medicine has become a way of maintaining health, while Western medicine cures diseases and saves lives.

Subtly, Western medicine and science have become more closely connected, and seem to have gained the upper hand.

Everyone present was listening in a very proper and serious manner. It was obvious what kind of family nurtures what kind of person.

Throughout history, both in China and abroad, the only method that Lin An could think of that could produce immediate results, in terms of traditional Chinese medicine, was probably acupuncture.

But he couldn't guarantee whether it would be effective for the heart.

"Now there is another way. It can separate the qi and blood, strengthen the lungs' breathing, and prolong life. You can still have another year and a half."

Lin An spoke again, and the family members in front of him all looked excited.

The so-called "separation of qi and blood" sounds more reliable to them than stopping medication.

"Can you give me some details?"

The secretary asked again in surprise.

"Shh!"

Old Man Huang quickly handed Lin An paper and pen.

"To separate Qi and blood, you only need three herbs and massage! Strengthen the function of the lungs and free up the heart."

Lin An explained it very clearly, and at the same time he wrote and drew. In addition to the prescription, there was also a diagram for the circulation of blood and qi for massage.

Given his current physical condition, he naturally had no time to waste, so once everything was arranged, he handed over the follow-up matters to Old Man Huang.

"Ah, this, could this be the legendary Tui Bei Tu?"

Old Man Huang took a quick look and was immediately shocked. Legend has it that a kind of medical skill was developed in the prison of the Tang Dynasty.

It is strange and magical. When pushed on the back, people can become like fish and their lives can indeed be prolonged. However, with the evolution of time, it has become a metaphysical existence.

It is so miraculous that almost no one mentions it in later generations, let alone see it again. Unexpectedly, Lin An wrote it down in just a few strokes.

"Hurry up, hurry up and buy some medicine!" Old Man Huang stood up and made arrangements immediately. Then he took the picture and stretched out his hand, starting to rub his body.

"Yes, hurry up!"

The secretary walked into the living room, picked up the phone and started making arrangements. The key thing was to notify the people from the funeral home not to come for the time being.

By the time they finished their work, an hour had passed. The medicinal soup was ready, and with Old Man Huang's massage, the mayor's complexion was noticeably better.

However, the intensive care equipment at home has certainly not been removed, and whether or not to stop the cardiac stimulant treatment remains to be discussed.

"Oh, this medicine makes me feel much better. I finally met a miracle doctor. I must let them stay for a few more days."

The mayor gave his instructions carefully and looked at the time, which was already afternoon to evening.

In the living room where the sun is still shining brightly, a cool breeze is blowing from the air conditioner.

The food on the not-so-small dining table was quite rich, but it was of southern flavor, with a strong spicy feel.

"Come on, come on, I've been lying down for so many days, and I thought I had no chance to have a meal. Today, God has mercy on me. However, I want to know in detail what kind of miracle doctor's magic is this?"

The mayor has gray hair and looks to be in his early fifties. He has a kind smile and his words are extremely thought-provoking.

It seems that he still has doubts.