Seeing that Mr. Xie said this, Mr. Qiu had to say, "Then you can show it. Don't bother too much. My old bones are really nothing worth fighting. It's a good thing to go to see Marx earlier and my dead brothers earlier."

Mr. Qiu has long been clear about life and death, and he has said this without any false statement, but no one in the house has done this!

Mr. Xie has been talking too much today, and he is tired of driving and is afraid that he will not be able to get enough energy when he waits, so he no longer politely to Mr. Qiu. He decided to check the condition first. He looked slightly and said a few words to the assistant.

The assistant said: "Old Xie needs to look at the diagnosis and treatment records during this period first."

The medical team was right next to him and quickly brought all the diagnosis and treatment records during this period and handed them to the assistant.

The assistant opened the records and began to read them to Mr. Xie one by one. Mr. Xie is now ineffective and visual aging, so it is difficult for him to review the diagnosis and treatment records in person.

When I read a traditional Chinese medicine prescription, Xie Lao Cang's face suddenly showed a smile and he said a few words in a vague way.

Everyone looked at the assistant together, not understanding what Mr. Xie meant, why did he have such a smile and these words that could not be heard clearly.

The assistant said: "Mr. Xie said that this prescription should be decided by Shui Xingzhou Shuiliao. Mr. Shui likes to use this medicine the most."

Pan Baojin, who was standing not far away, was shocked. This prescription was indeed given by his teacher, Mr. Shui. Only Pan Baojin himself knew about this. Now he was suddenly revealed by Mr. Xie. How could he not be surprised? In the past, he only heard that a skilled doctor could recognize patients based on his pulse, but he had never heard that he could recognize doctor based on his prescription. However, Mr. Xie could accurately determine the origin of the prescription. This level is absolutely amazing. Moreover, at the age of a hundred years old, it is absolutely unprecedented and no one will come after him.

There are many Chinese traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the Health Commission, but everyone respects Xie Lao as the leader, which is not unreasonable.

The people in the medical team looked at Pan Baojin who was sweating coldly. They thought that Pan Baojin did this in violation of the process. Although everyone would use various methods to ask for help in private, it was extremely confidential, at least on the surface, it would never be known to outsiders. But now Pan Baojin asked Mr. Xie to expose it in front of the Qiu family. It would be difficult for him to survive in the health care field in the future.

Sure enough, Qiu Jianting's brows tightened slightly.

"Well..." Mr. Xie said a few more vaguely at this time, but no one could understand it.

The assistant said again: "Mr. Xie said that after the increase and decrease of Jingshui, this prescription is extremely severe, which is beneficial to the improvement and improvement of the previous prescription!"

Qiu Jianting's face then relaxed. It seemed that he did not intend to pursue this matter. After all, Pan Baojin did this to help Mr. Qiu overcome this difficulty. If he pursued it himself, it would make the health care doctors feel disappointed. Who else dares to do his best in the future?

Furthermore, if you drive Pan Baojin away, who will take over Mr. Qiu’s health care work? With Mr. Xie’s current situation, he may die at any time. Other traditional Chinese medicine experts in the Health Commission have their own responsibilities. It would be difficult to find a traditional Chinese medicine expert like Pan Baojin, who is well-known in his school and has political reliability.

Qiu Jianting had no choice but to let Pan Baojin go.

Seeing that Mr. Xie explained to him again, Pan Baojin felt relieved and squeezed the sweat in his palm. Pan Baojin finally realized what it means to be "accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger". As an imperial physician, every step you take is like walking on thin ice. Even if you do your best, sometimes it may not be beneficial to yourself!

It is difficult for outsiders to experience such thrills.

The assistant then read the medical records. Word by word, he wanted Mr. Xie to understand. The scene was full of people with high positions and power. They were usually heavy in official duties and were extremely precious every minute and every second. At this time, they were also standing there, listening quietly as the assistant read the medical records. Not only did they look impatient at all, but they also dared not speak out, for fear of disturbing the assistant's reading and Mr. Xie's thoughts.

More than half an hour passed, and the thick diagnosis and treatment records were read aloud. Mr. Xie had already had a detailed understanding of Mr. Qiu's disease during this period.

After sitting in the wheelchair and thinking for two minutes, Mr. Xie reached out and took a pulse for Mr. Qiu. He took the pulse very carefully. This diagnosis took only five minutes.

After retracting his hand, Mr. Xie was not in a hurry to say anything, but gave another order to the assistant.

The assistant moved a stool, sat in front of Mr. Qiu, and then took another pulse.

Everyone at the scene was surprised. Why did Mr. Xie finish the diagnosis of the pulse and ask his assistant to have another diagnosis? Is Mr. Xie so old that he can't diagnose the pulse accurately?

Qiu Jianting's expression remained unchanged, but he was a little worried. He invited Mr. Xie from all the way, but he didn't expect Mr. Xie to be in such a state. Perhaps this decision was really a bit rash.

The assistant examined and said: "The right hand in the inch part is heavy and late, the left hand in the inch part..., the right hand in the closure part..., the left hand in the closure part..."

This is the standard six-part pulse diagnosis method.

Pan Baojin stood not far away, listening to the assistant's pulse diagnosis results. This was exactly the same as the pulse symptoms he had diagnosed. This was actually similar to the Western medicine examination. As long as the pulse diagnosis results were obtained and combined with the consultation situation, experienced Chinese medicine doctors can immediately know the disease. According to this routine, Chinese medicine can even achieve remote diagnosis and treatment.

Unfortunately, Western medicine is instrumental testing. The possibility of a large difference in the examination results of the same person is very small; while traditional Chinese medicine depends entirely on people to take pulses. Even if it is the same person, various deviations may occur due to the level and seriousness of the person taking pulses.

Now Xie is in a state of old age, and it is too difficult to diagnose the pulse in person, so he used this method to ask the assistant to diagnose the pulse and diagnose the disease by himself. This is a last resort.

After the assistant finished the pulse, he got up and moved the stool away, and then stood behind Mr. Xie.

"Oh~" Mr. Xie suddenly sighed heavily at this moment.

Everyone at the scene looked at Mr. Xie. It was hard for everyone to understand what Mr. Xie said, but everyone heard this sigh, so there was no need to bother guessing.

Is Mr. Qiu really not very good? Everyone’s heart suddenly felt a little unpleasant.

Mr. Qiu looked calm, took back his arm and gently tidied up his sleeves, and said, "Full chapter. Just say anything, don't have any worries."

Mr. Xie pondered for a long time and finally started talking to the assistant.

The assistant began to translate and said, "Old Qiu's illness was mainly due to the old injury. The shrapnel pressed on the key parts and affected the blood circulation. It could not be removed surgically, so it can only be used to clear the blood vessels and relieve the damage caused by the injury. After all, it is an old injury for decades, and now I am older, it will be more severe this year."

When Qiu Jianting heard this, he said, "So. Is my uncle's condition serious?" According to Mr. Xie, the condition is still the same as in the past, so he will not have any worries about his life.

Mr. Xie shook his head slightly and then started talking.

The assistant translator said: "Old Xie said that if the treatment is carried out in the past, this situation can be controlled and alleviated, but the conditions for the treatment are not available at present."

Mr. Qiu was a little surprised and said, "The prescription is still the same prescription, and the disease is still the same. Why don't you meet the treatment conditions?"

Qiu Jianting also asked with concern: "Old Xie, what kind of treatment conditions are needed to treat my uncle? As long as we can do our best to do it!"

Mr. Xie sighed softly and preached to the assistant.

After hearing Mr. Xie's words, the assistant hesitated for a moment, but he still said truthfully: "If you want to treat Mr. Qiu, my senior brother Mo Sili must be present!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was shocked, and Qiu Jianting's face changed.

Mo Sili had to move his family abroad because of why he left the Qiu family. Foreigners may not know the reason, but Qiu Jianting knew the most.

Almost everyone present today knew why Mo Sili left the Qiu family. At that time, the atmosphere in the house was cold to freezing point, and no one dared to breathe loudly.

Qiu Jianting was thinking about what Mr. Xie said in his mind. When his uncle was in a critical moment, Mr. Xie said that Mo Sili would be there to be healed. What does this mean? Does Xie always plan to take this opportunity to seek justice for his eldest disciple?

This possibility is not ruled out. After Mo Sili's affairs were made, Mr. Xie had already gone to the south for recuperation, so no one dared to notify Mr. Xie about Mo Sili's affairs. It is not ruled out that Mr. Xie was very angry after he found out. Now it is a good opportunity to seek justice for Mo Sili.

The scene was silent for three minutes, but Mr. Qiu broke the deadlock and sighed: "What Xiao Mo does is that our Qiu family owe him."

Mr. Xie shook his head slightly, as if he was unwilling to mention this matter, and continued to talk to his assistant.

The assistant said: "Mr. Qiu's disease is not enough to rely solely on drug treatment, and it also requires acupuncture to assist. The shrapnel affects the blood vessels, so there are only two solutions to relieve it. One is to remove the shrapnel; the other is to strengthen the blood vessels. The first solution is not feasible, so the second solution has been adopted over the years. Even if the blood vessels are strengthened, it is necessary to cooperate with the blood vessels to implement it, otherwise there will be unexpected consequences."

"It's like there is a mountain in front of you. It's not realistic to move it away. If you want to go to the other side of the mountain, you can only climb over it. If you want to climb over the mountain easily, you must have the physical strength, and the other is that the mountain road is easy to walk. When you are young, you don't have to worry about physical strength. When you get older, it's not easy to climb the mountain. If you don't make the mountain climbing road flat and walk a little faster, you may fall down and the danger is even greater."

"The prescription in the past was to strengthen blood circulation, while acupuncture was to make the mountain climbing road smoother and smoother!" said the assistant.

Pan Baojin is a doctor and he immediately understood. Taking mountain climbing as an example, the prescription is to make Mr. Qiu climbing more forcefully and faster, while acupuncture is to make the mountain road smoother and prevent accidents from happening in climbing.

The shrapnel is indeed pressed there, and there is no other way to remove it except surgery. It is difficult to clear the blood vessels with medicine. Pan Baojin also knows acupuncture, but it is all ordinary methods. He doesn't know that acupuncture can also have the same effect as surgery.

No wonder the prescriptions have been modified over and over again, but the situation has become even worse. At this age, if the speed of climbing mountains does not decrease, it would be strange if nothing unexpected happens!

So, the prescription I used has had a bad effect?

When Pan Baojin thought about it, he felt even more uneasy. He really had to take responsibility for this matter, but fortunately it was not the main responsibility. Because the prescription was planned by Mr. Xie after all, no one dared to suspect that Mr. Xie's prescription would lead to adverse consequences.

Qiu Jianting didn't understand medicine and didn't understand it very well, but he still knew the general meaning. He immediately said, "Since you need acupuncture assistance, should you find a doctor who is proficient in acupuncture to come and try it?" Qiu Jianting understood what Mr. Xie meant, but he was unwilling to make a matter of Timo Sili.

The assistant said at this time: "Uncle Xie, the most exquisite acupuncture is my senior brother Mo Silimo!"

Mr. Xie didn't say anything, but suddenly stretched out his hand and compared it with a "seven" gesture.

The assistant said: "Ordinary acupuncture is useless to the injury. If you want to relieve Mr. Qiu's injury, you must at least be able to do a seven-inch needle."

Pan Baojin was surprised. If you want to perform a seven-inch needle, wouldn’t the whole needle be about a foot long? Such a long needle can’t be done by ordinary people? Pan Baojin’s acupuncture is also good. But at most, it can perform a three-inch needle. Moreover, this is not the longer the needle, the better. Even if you can perform a seven-inch needle, if there is no relevant acupuncture, then what’s the difference between it and the injection muscle? It has no effect at all. It’s just poking one more eye on the flesh.

With such a long needle, can Mo Sili really do it?

Pan Baojin was a little confused. He had only seen this acupuncture technique in medical cases, but he had never seen any real person.

Qiu Jianting didn't know how difficult it was to run a seven-inch needle, so he said, "I'll make arrangements to ask someone to find a doctor who can get a seven-inch needle."

Mr. Xie shook his head in a wheelchair, silently.

The assistant said at this time: "If I could find it casually, Mr. Xie would not mention me, Senior Brother Mo. I have learned acupuncture techniques with Mr. Xie for more than ten years, and I can only do five-inch needles now."

Only then did Qiu Jianting realize that he was thinking simple, and Mr. Xie had no intention of making things difficult for him at all. Instead, this made it really hard to find people.

Turning his face sideways, Qiu Jianting asked Pan Baojin, saying, "Professor Pan, how is your acupuncture?"

Pan Baojin replied truthfully: "Shame, although I have been practicing acupuncture for decades, I can only practice three-inch needles. Moreover, I have never seen a master who can perform seven-inch needles for so many years." Pan Baojin didn't mind revealing his shortcomings. Acupuncture is indeed not his good at.

The scene fell into silence again, and no one spoke again. What else would you say at this time? The people who could save Mr. Qiu were forced to go abroad. Now you are looking for Mo Sili, but I am afraid you can't even find a shadow.

Wherever I went to find another Mo Sili, I had no clue. Pan Baojin, a senior expert, also presided over the health care work in Junshan and Nanjiang provinces. In theory, I knew a lot of traditional Chinese medicine doctors, but I said I had never seen such a powerful expert.

Even Pan Baojin couldn't find the people on the scene, and even less so, even if they were sent out all the Qiu family's connections, it would be difficult to find them.

Mr. Xie, sitting in a wheelchair, was also quite emotional at this time. A few years ago, he was old and could no longer use needles, so he recommended his eldest disciple Mo Sili to replace him. The reason was that only Mo Sili could be able to use the seven-inch needle. But who could have expected that it was his decision that in the end, his disciple Mo Sili's family went abroad, and even more, the situation in front of him fell into a deadlock.

Things in the world are impermanent, and fortune is so good!

Mr. Xie can only think so now.

Mr. Qiu seemed to have made some decision suddenly, and pressed his big hand heavily on the armrest of the chair and said, "The treatment of illness ends here! Our Qiu family should have such a disaster, I admit it!"

At this moment, Qiu Jianting swept around the house hard, but did not find the figure of his bastard son. He wanted to hang Qiu Dajun up and use a belt to suck it. It was all the trouble caused by this bastard. Now Mo Sili is missing, and the consequences of the disaster are to be borne by Mr. Qiu. Such an ending is not something that the Qiu family can bear!

"Quanzhang, this trip has made you tired!" Old Qiu stood up from the chair, and there was no way he could put his face down, and said, "You must be tired today, so let's go and rest first. I'll go find you tomorrow morning. I haven't seen you for a long time. I have a lot of things to tell you!"

Qiu Jianting was anxious and said to Mr. Xie: "Mr. Xie, is there really no other way?"

Mr. Xie shook his head, but he still said a few words.

The assistant said: "Mr. Xie said that you can try it with a five-inch needle, but as for the effect, it is difficult to guarantee it. If you want to be effective, it is best to find a doctor who can perform a seven-inch needle. If you delay it for a long time, the more times you attack, the more unfavorable it will be for Mr. Qiu."

Qiu Jianting nodded heavily and made a decision, saying, "Well, then please try it with a five-inch needle first. I will send someone to find a doctor who meets the conditions."

The assistant looked at Mr. Xie, but Mr. Xie did not object. He also explained to the assistant a few words, which should be the method and precautions of needles.

"If you try it, what's wrong? You have to do it now!" Old Qiu's eyebrows stood up and said, "Let Mr. Xie go to rest first!" Old Qiu knew Mr. Xie's current physical condition. He was busy and had a long journey. In addition, he had been exhausted for half a day of hard work to diagnose and treat. It was already very hard. Most of the time, he was afraid that he had already barely supported him, otherwise he would not have let his assistant explain everything.

Qiu Jianting refused to give up and said, "Uncle, let's try first!"

"I can't die!" Old Qiu shouted angrily, turned around and left with his sleeves.

Qiu Jianting had to give up. The old man was really serious. Even eight cows couldn't get it back. Well, if you try tomorrow, you'll try tomorrow. If you delay for a long time, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Chapter completed!