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"Okay, little doctor, thank you for your help!" The old lady smiled warmly, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. She seemed to have seen the scene of herself holding her grandson in her arms and listening to him call her "Grandma" sweetly.

After Lin Han symbolically disinfected the Nine-Bend Soul-Restoring Needle in front of everyone present, he smiled gently at the old lady and said, "Old lady, there may be a slight stinging sensation, but don't worry, it will pass quickly."

"It's okay...it's not a big deal." The old lady looked amiable and nodded gently, her eyes full of trust in Lin Han.

Lin Han nodded slightly and displayed his amazing acupuncture skills once again.

"This... this is the Xuan Huang acupuncture technique!" In the audience, Elder Li finally recognized the acupuncture technique used by Lin Han and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. His eyes gleamed with disbelief, as if he had witnessed the reappearance of a long-lost secret technique.

"Xuanhuang acupuncture?" Yang Haibo was stunned, then looked at Mr. Li curiously and asked, "Mr. Li, what kind of acupuncture is this Xuanhuang acupuncture?"

Elder Li took a deep breath, his eyes filled with awe and reminiscence. "Xuanhuang acupuncture is one of the oldest and most mysterious acupuncture techniques in Traditional Chinese Medicine. It's said to date back to ancient times and can harmonize the body's yin and yang, dredge the meridians, and even bring the dead back to life. However, this acupuncture technique has been lost for many years, existing only in fragments of ancient texts. I never expected to witness its reappearance today. It's truly astonishing."

As Mr. Li explained, everyone in the hall was shocked and looked at him more intently, afraid of missing any details.

"Old lady, how do you feel?" Lin Han asked softly, while carefully observing the old lady's reaction.

"Okay... I feel a little bit!" A delighted smile spread across the old woman's face, and her eyes began to light up with a long-lost desire and anticipation for health. She tentatively moved her fingers. Although the movement was still very weak, it was already a huge improvement for her.

"That's good to see progress. I will continue to treat you." Lin Han's words were like a spring breeze, filling the old lady's heart with warmth and strength.

As time went by, the old lady's body gradually showed more obvious changes. Her fingers gradually regained strength and she was even able to clench her fists. When Lin Han gently supported her and tried to stand, the old lady was able to take a small, shaky step!

"I... I can walk now!" The old lady's voice was tearful, but more of it was excitement and joy.

This scene once again made the whole audience boil with applause. Everyone was deeply moved by this incredible miracle. The old lady's family was so excited that they hugged each other and cried. They could not imagine that after wandering in despair for so long, they actually welcomed the dawn of hope.

Lin Han then turned his gaze towards the middle-aged man who had lost the use of both hands in an accident. His eyes were filled with sympathy and determination. He knew that the pain and unwillingness in this patient's heart were beyond the comprehension of others.

"Uncle, it's your turn." Lin Han's voice was gentle and firm, as if it could penetrate the haze in the middle-aged man's heart.

When he saw the old man and the old woman in front of him were cured, the middle-aged man's eyes rekindled a spark of hope. He nodded, his voice slightly choked with sobs: "Little brother, then I'll trouble you!"

Lin Han nodded gently, motioning for the middle-aged man to sit down. He then took out the silver needle again. This time, his movements were more steady, and each needle seemed to contain endless vitality and power. He knew that for this middle-aged man, regaining the use of his hands would not only be a physical recovery, but also a spiritual salvation.

"Uncle, you may feel a little different next, please relax." Lin Han's words were like warm sunshine, slowly shining into the middle-aged man's heart, dispelling the long-standing haze.

As Lin Han's needles penetrated deeper, subtle changes began to appear on the middle-aged man's face. His furrowed brow gradually relaxed, and his breathing became steady and deep. Everyone around him held their breath, afraid to miss any sign of a miracle.

Time passed minute by minute, and the air was filled with an indescribable tension and anticipation. Finally, at a certain moment, the middle-aged man's fingers trembled slightly. Although the movement was so small that it was almost imperceptible, it was enough to make the entire hall boil.

"I... I feel it!" The middle-aged man's voice was filled with incredible excitement, and his eyes instantly moistened. At this moment, all the waiting and torment turned to tears, but they were tears of happiness, tears of hope.

A gratified smile appeared on Lin Han's face. He continued to guide this new energy with superb skills, allowing it to flow and gather in the middle-aged man's body.

Gradually, the middle-aged man's hands began to move more, from the initial slight tremor to the gentle swing, and finally he could slowly clench his fists and then slowly release them.

"I... I can move!" The middle-aged man's voice echoed throughout the lobby. Tears flashed in his eyes, but more of it was the joy and determination of being reborn.

Seeing this, Lin Han patted him on the shoulder gently and gave him the most sincere encouragement and blessings.

"Thank you, little brother! You have given me hope in life again." The middle-aged man held Lin Han's hand tightly, his gratitude beyond words.

"You're welcome, uncle. This is my responsibility as a doctor." Lin Han responded with a smile, his eyes flashing with tenderness and determination.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the lobby reached its climax, with applause and cheers intertwined.

At this moment, Ichiro Yamamoto stood aside, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

"This... How is this possible!" he muttered to himself, his voice filled with disbelief and frustration. The scene before him completely overturned his understanding of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Those treatments that he had once considered absurd and lacking scientific basis were now vividly displayed before everyone, creating one remarkable miracle after another.

"Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro, you have nothing to say now, right? Shouldn't you..." At this time, Lin Han turned his head and looked at Yamamoto Ichiro with a half-smile on his face, and then said: "Kneel down and kowtow and say that Chinese medicine is better than doctors in Sakura Country, and kowtow from here all the way out?"

Lin Han's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Yamamoto Ichiro's heart, making his already ugly expression even worse.

"These... these people must have been arranged by you! How could Chinese medicine have such miraculous effects?" Yamamoto Ichiro thought quickly, trying to save some face with a last ditch effort. He looked around, hoping to find support, but all he got in response were disdainful glances and mocking whispers.