Urban Super Medical Saint-Chapter 641 - 640: Just One Month
"Master Zhu? Are you referring to Professor Zhu Dongyu from Dongyue Province?" Tang Yiyuan asked, his interest piqued.
"Exactly, it's him," Principal Zhang replied.
"Professor Zhu is a true National Medical Master. His medical skills surpass mine. If even he refers to someone as an Immortal-like figure, then there might still be hope for your mother," Tang Yiyuan stated solemnly, realizing it was Zhu Dongyu.
Zhu Dongyu was more than a decade older than Tang Yiyuan and had both a great reputation and more experience in the traditional medicine community. Tang Yiyuan had met him a few times and had exchanged ideas with him, knowing him to be a genuine master of Chinese medicine, and he respected him greatly.
Just as Tang Yiyuan finished speaking, Principal Zhang's cellphone rang.
He took it out and saw it was Zhu Dongyu calling, so he quickly answered, "Master Zhu, hello."
"The senior I mentioned to you last night has accepted my invitation, and we are now on our way to your place," Zhu Dongyu stated straightforwardly.
"Thank you, Master Zhu, thank you so much. I'll drive over to pick you up right away," an overwhelmed Principal Zhang replied.
"No need, we'll make our own way there," Zhu Dongyu said, and after hanging up, he made a call to have the hotel arrange a car.
"Is the Immortal-like figure Master Zhu mentioned coming over?" Wu Yili asked her uncle excitedly after he hung up.
"Yes, they will be here soon," Principal Zhang affirmed, hardly able to hide his excitement.
"Principal Zhang, I have some acquaintance with Professor Zhu, and since he has invited this Immortal-like figure, I would like to stay and observe if possible. What do you think?" Tang Yiyuan asked.
"Of course, of course," Principal Zhang nodded vigorously. Yet, almost immediately, he seemed to remember something and hesitantly added, "But could there be any rules concerning the Immortal-like figure?"
"It's hard to say. Let's wait for Professor Zhu to arrive, and I'll ask for his opinion. If he agrees that I can stay, I'll stay; if not, I will choose to leave," Tang Yiyuan responded, pausing slightly before nodding.
"I'm sorry, Professor Tang, for making you come all this way, and yet here I am..." Principal Zhang stated, sounding genuinely apologetic.
"No worries at all. Yili is Yahui's good friend, and I should be here," Tang Yiyuan said, waving his hand dismissively.
As the Mount Santai Golf Hotel was not far from the Zhang Family's home, Principal Zhang exchanged a few more pleasantries with Tang Yiyuan before heading to the entrance to greet Zhu Dongyu and the Immortal-like figure.
"Dad, if the Immortal-like figure can't help, do you think we could call Ge Dongxu?" Tang Yahui quietly asked her father, lagging a few steps behind.
"Yili's grandmother indeed isn't sick but is running out of vital energy. I'm afraid that even calling Mr. Ge would be troubling him! Plus, Mr. Ge is kind-hearted and values relationships; he's not calculating. If we call him, he will surely come, but precisely because of this, we need to be cautious. Especially since it's not an illness but the natural waning of vital energy, making that call isn't something we should do lightly," Tang Yiyuan whispered back.
"But, I can't bear to see Wu Yili so heartbroken. I know how much she cares for her grandmother; she always goes to visit her during vacations and often mentions her whenever we are together. You know she is my best friend," Tang Yahui said.
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"Well, if the Immortal-like figure also can't help later, try calling Mr. Ge. Since it's your relationship, it would be more appropriate for you to make the call," Tang Yiyuan, a man also driven by deep emotions, seeing his daughter cherishing this relationship, couldn't bring himself to say no and finally nodded.
"Thank you, Dad." Tang Yahui said.
"Why thank me? You should rather thank Mr. Ge when the time comes," Tang Yiyuan said, glaring at his daughter irritably.
From Tang Yiyuan's words, it was not hard to discern that he actually had little confidence in that reclusive expert.
"I will definitely thank Dongxu, but unfortunately, he lacks nothing," Tang Yahui said with a bitter smile.
As they spoke, the group reached the entrance of the courtyard.
Not long after the group reached the entrance of the courtyard, a black Audi car approached and slowly stopped at the entrance.
Zhu Dongyu and Yang Yinhou alighted from the car.
Yang Yinhou, with his youthful face and white hair, exuded an air of an immortal sage, making Principal Zhang and the others brighten up with strong hope surging in their hearts.
Zhu Dongyu appeared somewhat surprised as he looked at Tang Yiyuan, who was extending his hand towards him.
"Professor Zhu, my daughter is good friends with Professor Wu Yili, so when I heard her grandmother was ill, I specifically came to see her. But since Professor Zhu has already seen her, my presence is redundant," Tang Yiyuan explained proactively.
"So that's the case. I was wondering why you were here, but your last remark was unnecessary," Zhu Dongyu said, finally understanding, and smilingly shook hands with Tang Yiyuan. He then introduced, "This is a good friend of my late father, Senior Yang Yinhou."
"Senior Yang, it's an honor to meet you," Tang Yiyuan, who had never met Yang Yinhou and was unaware that this elder was Ge Dongxu's senior brother, quickly stepped forward and extended his hands.
"Uncle Yang, this is Professor Tang from Jiangnan Province, he has high expertise in traditional medicine," Zhu Dongyu introduced from the side.
Yang Yinhou, having long lost interest in worldly affairs, rarely discussed such matters with Ge Dongxu, so he was also unaware that this Professor Tang was a shareholder in Qinghe Herbal Tea. Upon hearing this, he shook hands with Tang Yiyuan with a smile.
After everyone had exchanged greetings at the entrance of the courtyard, Yang Yinhou said, "Let's not bother with pleasantries any further; we should first see the patient."
Thus, the group, surrounding Yang Yinhou, entered the villa.
Being a cultivator sensitive to life force, especially one of Yang Yinhou's level of cultivation, he sensed the situation as soon as he entered the house. He merely glanced at the elderly woman on the bed, slightly furrowed his brow, and knew that she was at the stage where her life was nearly spent.
However, since he had come, Yang Yinhou still approached the bedside, took the old woman's pulse, inspected her carefully, and then said, "The lady is not diseased, but her five organs are all weak, and her vital energy is fading. I can use acupuncture along with a prescription to sustain her life for a month, but just for a month; beyond that, even I am powerless."
With Yang Yinhou's declaration, Wu Yili and the others felt their hearts sink to the bottom, their last hope thoroughly dashed. However, Zhu Dongyu and Tang Yiyuan, upon hearing this, were both visibly shaken, their gazes towards Yang Yinhou involuntarily filled with deep respect.
A month's time might seem short to laypeople, but for Zhu Dongyu and Tang Yiyuan, it was already quite impressive; it was definitely something beyond their own medical skills.
"Thank you, Master, please help her," Principal Zhang said, now understanding that this was the best possible outcome. Holding back his sorrow, he bowed deeply to Yang Yinhou.
