ughter, turned around, and shouted to the gangsters behind him."Police!" Over a hundred gangsters inside and outside responded in unison. Their voices were quite intimidating indeed.“Did you hear that...Chapter 294:渺茫的希望

"Yes, the child's mother should also avoid cold and raw food because the child has a constitution that tends to be cold. It’s very easy for their little stomachs to get chilled! After the child is around three or four years old, this won’t be an issue!"

Xiao Yu nodded and continued speaking to them.

Just now, Xiao Hongyang wanted to prescribe medicine but was stopped by Xiao Yu because the child was too young. Traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) is very bitter, making it difficult for children to drink, even if force-fed they tend to vomit it out, which not only renders the medicine ineffective but also causes more suffering to the child. It would be better to teach them some basic health and wellness knowledge about raising children.

At this moment, the child who had just received acupuncture from Xiao Hongyang had stopped crying and seemed much more alert.

"Thank you, thank you兩位醫生！"

The couple listened to what Xiao Yu said, looked at their child who was no longer crying and appeared somewhat recovered in spirit, and repeatedly thanked both doctors.

As Xiao Yu mentioned, their child often had abdominal discomfort and would visit the hospital every few days for a large prescription of medicine. As a result, taking so much medication had already caused their little one's teeth to start turning black, causing the couple great distress.

A friend suggested they try TCM. They were also told that Xiao Yu was not expensive and skilled at what he did, which is why they came to Wansheng Hall.

"Doctor, how much do I owe you" The father of the child asked Xiao Yu.

"Hmm, let's say five dollars." Since it was just an acupuncture session, after some consideration, Xiao Yu charged five dollars.

"Alright, here you are. Thank you doctor!"

The father quickly paid Xiao Yu the five dollars. He did not expect such affordable prices compared to hundreds of dollars for medicine at hospitals and was touched that his child didn't have to suffer from taking medication, prompting a sense of gratitude.

After this family left, Xiao Hongyang respectfully said to Xiao Yu: "Master, I learned a lot!"

Xiao Yu had advised him not to prescribe medicine initially, which he did not understand. However, when he heard Xiao Yu explaining health and wellness knowledge to the child’s parents, he gradually understood his master's intention.

"Yes, such a young child could never drink Chinese medicine. The dosage is too large for them to handle," thought Xiao Hongyang, growing more impressed by Xiao Yu with each passing moment.

This afternoon saw occasional patients arriving, and in this bustling environment, Xiao Yu and the others spent their time productively until evening.

Deep Sea City No.1 People's Hospital, 23rd floor

By this time, it was getting dark outside. Zhang Dahan stood in the corridor, his brows furrowed. Marshal Huang had another episode just now. Although he was resuscitated by these old traditional doctors, given Marshal Huang’s condition, no one could be sure if he would hold on until his family or the imperial physicians from Beijing arrived.

Suddenly, Zhang Dahan heard a call over his radio earpiece. After a moment, Zhang Dahan responded into his radio: "Understood. Continue observing."

"Captain, there are some people coming up. They say they’re Marshal Huang’s family!" Zhao Bin, who was standing beside the elevator and had adjusted his radio earpiece, turned to Zhang Dahan after listening.

"Hmm, let them come up." Zhang Dahan nodded at Zhao Bin.

"What do you think you're doing, daring to stop us"

The moment the elevator doors opened, a People's Armed Police soldier extended his hand to stop some people just getting off. A man in his twenties shoved the soldier aside and barked.

"Tianxiang..."

A man around fifty years old walked with an air of authority. His brows furrowed slightly upon hearing the young man's words, and he called out to him softly but sternly.

"Uncle..."

"Be quiet!"

The young man looked aggrieved as if he wanted to say something to the older man, but was harshly stopped by a glare from the latter.

Upon being shouted at, the young man gave this middle-aged man an apologetic glance. Seeing his stern expression, the youth shut his mouth immediately and remained silent.

"Marshal Huang!" Zhang Dahan walked over to them when he saw these people approaching and saluted the man in his fifties.

"Ah, it’s you, Dahan! What are you doing here" The middle-aged man returned Zhang Dahan's salute with a puzzled expression on his face.

Zhang Dahan casually answered Marshal Huang senior’s question and then worriedly said to the middle-aged man: "Marshal Huang needs security here, so I’m here. By the way, just now he had another episode; you should go see him." As he finished speaking, Zhang Dahan led the way towards the hospital ward.

When these people heard Zhang Dahan's words, their expressions changed dramatically. Even the middle-aged man’s stern face showed a hint of anxiety.

Seeing Zhang Dahan walking ahead, they all followed him without hesitation. Their faces were filled with worry; Elder Huang had initially opposed this deep-sea expedition, but Grandpa insisted on coming. They couldn’t stop him, only to find out that Grandpa’s heart disease flared up.

Although the middle-aged man was also a lieutenant general, their family could not function without Elder Huang. With Elder Huang around, they were an elite clan; without him, they would descend to second-rate status. Thus, they took Elder Huang's health condition very seriously, partly due to familial affection and partly for the sake of the clan.

Moreover, in these grand families, most often interests outweighed family ties.

Zhang Dahan brought them to Elder General Huang's ward. Seeing Elder Huang lying unconscious on the bed, sorrow showed on their faces, but being people of status, they maintained their composure despite their distress.

"Elder Chen, please take a look at my father."

The middle-aged man’s face revealed sadness as he turned to an elderly figure in his eighties and spoke.

“Alright, let me have a look.”

Hearing the middle-aged man’s request, Elder Chen emerged from the crowd, approaching the bedside. Accompanying him were three elders around sixty years old.

"Elder Chen..."

"Greetings, Elder Chen..."

“Elder Chen... You've arrived!”

The previously seated Tang Old Man, Liu Old Man, and Qin Old Man stood up to greet him as they saw Elder Chen heading towards the bedside.

Elder Chen was no ordinary person. His real name was Chen Yao, a true national master in the field of Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) and a giant figure in the TCM community. In terms of seniority, he ranked above Tang Old Man and others by one generation, being on par with their fathers who were renowned TCM masters.

Chen Yao and Wang Puzeng, both elders, were like the two pillars supporting the TCM world in China, each influential within different spheres. Their contributions to the development of TCM in China were significant.

Elder Chen had a close relationship with Elder General Huang. Upon hearing about his illness, he came over immediately, accompanied by some court physicians specializing in Western Medicine, for heart disease surgery could be an excellent option.

“Hmm, you’re all here too!”

The Old Master Chen also knew Tang and the others, so he greeted them when he saw them.

When the old men saw the Old Master Chen coming over, they stood up from their seats to make room for him to take the pulse of Marshal Huang.

Since it involved Marshal Huang’s life, the Old Master Chen did not hesitate. After Tang and the others got up, he sat down on a chair beside the bed and reached out his hand to feel Marshal Huang's pulse.

The few people who came with the Old Master Chen were around sixty years old. They were Western medicine doctors from Beijing sent by the imperial court. At this moment, they took over Marshal Huang’s medical records from the two personal physicians and started reviewing them.

While looking at the patient file, these royal physicians would occasionally glance at the various instrument readings on Marshal Huang's body.

About a minute later, Old Master Chen let go of Marshal Huang's wrist. He frowned because it was Marshal Huang, so although he could diagnose the condition after taking his pulse, he still walked over to examine Marshal Huang’s eye pupils and tongue coating.

A short while later, Old Master Chen stood up with a solemn expression! When Tang and the others saw this look on Old Master Chen's face, they all shook their heads. As for Marshal Huang’s situation, they believed that even if Old Master Chen made the diagnosis, it wouldn't be much different.

The difference was in the treatment method because each of these masters of traditional Chinese medicine had unique skills.

"Old Master Chen, how is he"

The middle-aged man who was Marshal Huang’s son saw Old Master Chen's expression and no longer wore his usual calm demeanor. He anxiously asked.

"Ah...Marshal Huang’s heart disease is already very serious, even I can only have a two to three-in-ten chance of curing him!" Old Master Chen shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Regarding Marshal Huang's condition, Doctor Chen felt somewhat powerless. If it were a young person, he could still try with traditional Chinese medicine surgery, but Marshal Huang was too old. In the earlier years, he had also suffered some hidden injuries. If not for Old Master Chen’s frequent adjustment and care of his body these recent years, it would have been uncertain whether he could survive until now due to those injuries.

Now, Marshal Huang's body could be said to be exhausted; there was no potential left in him that could be tapped into. If Old Master Chen were the one treating him, there wouldn't be any effective solutions either. It would only be a matter of doing what he can and leaving the rest up to fate.

The middle-aged man’s brows immediately furrowed upon hearing Old Master Chen's words. He knew that these two or three-in-ten chances were practically no chance at all, and he also knew that with Marshal Huang's current condition, no one else in China dared to treat him other than Old Master Chen.

If Old Master Chen said there was a three-in-ten chance of success, then anyone else in the traditional Chinese medicine world would not exceed this probability. Thus, the middle-aged man slowly lowered his head because he knew that in medical terms, two or three-in-ten chances were almost equivalent to miracles.

The royal physicians who had Western medicine backgrounds reviewed Marshal Huang’s examination results and the data from the instruments on his body before walking over. They hesitated for a moment before telling the middle-aged man: "Marshal Huang's condition...is not optimistic. Surgery should be the best option, but now Old Marshal’s body is already very weak; none of the indicators meet the lowest standard required for surgery!"eady stepped inside, Erxi turned back to the two people behind him and said.Hearing Erxi's words, the other two raised their heads and looked forward. Upon spotting Xiao Yu standing不遠處，兩人快步越過前方的二喜，向蕭煜...