ther: "Auntie, don't do strenuous activities these few days. Get more rest and stop smoking!"“Sure, sure! Little Xiao, come over some day and I’ll treat you to a good drink!” Seeing his mother recover...Chapter 33: Consultation

In the inner room of the intensive care unit, Zhuohongxing led a group of experts around the bed in a circle. Zhuoguangrong stood behind the專家組, while Xiao Yu and Zhuo Simiao moved to a corner. Only two family members followed them into the room: an over-fifty man named Zhong Jianguo and a young man in his late twenties.

At present, Old Zhong was lying on the病床. From his appearance, there didn't seem to be anything unusual; he just looked very weak. One of his hands was pressed against his chest over his heart, trembling slightly. His expression was extremely painful, with a dense layer of sweat covering his forehead. Every now and then, the muscles at the corner of his mouth would twitch involuntarily.

"Comrade Leader, how does your heart hurt Is it like being pricked by a needle in one spot, or does the whole heart ache, or is it more of a suffocating pain"

"Do you feel any pain in your head"

"Are there any other parts of your body where you feel uncomfortable"

The experts from the專家組held medical records and some examination results, asking Old Zhong important questions they deemed necessary while scribbling notes on their pads.

Actually, these questions had already been roughly asked before Zhuohongxing arrived, and no issues were found at that time. However, now that Zhuohongxing was here, it counted as a consultation, so they had to go through this process again.

Standing by the side, Zhong Jianguo watched as the experts from the expert panel continuously asked questions one after another. He couldn't help but furrow his brows; these questions had been asked more than three times already. Wanting to speak up, he was afraid of affecting the doctors' judgment and ultimately opened his mouth without speaking.

However, a young man in his late twenties lost patience and said with a撇嘴 (lip curl): "Do you actually know how to treat patients If not, change someone else! How many times do you need to ask the same question"

"Zhong Tao!" Zhong Jianguo glared fiercely at the young man and called out his name loudly.

"I'm just stating the facts," said this man named Zhong Tao softly when he saw his father, Zhong Jianguo, glaring at him. However, he didn't interrupt again.

"Experts, I apologize; little Tao is young and spoiled by us, not understanding things properly. Please don't take it to heart!" Zhong Jianguo glanced at his embarrassed-looking father and turned to address all the experts.

"No problem!" "No problem!" The幾位專家都尷尬的擺了擺手幾位 experts awkwardly waved their hands, but they stopped asking questions. Instead, they took out diagnostic auxiliary equipment and conducted comprehensive examinations of Old Zhong's body, pressing and feeling different areas before meticulously recording everything on a notepad.

Zhuohongxing (Old Zhuo) and the venerable-looking expert in his sixties stood by either side of the patient bed, holding Old Zhong’s wrists to feel his pulse. After about half a minute, Zhuohongxing released Old Zhong's wrist, frowned deeply, and remained silent for a long time. Soon after, he looked over at the other expert who was still diagnosing, only to see that this elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctor also had a furrowed brow.

Then he turned his head towards the other experts in the panel. Suddenly, Zhuohongxing spotted Xiao Yu standing in the corner. An idea struck him; after treating Zhang Dahan's arm, he realized this friend of his grandson possessed unique family medical skills that might offer some insight into Old Zhong’s condition. So, he called out to Xiao Yu who was standing in the corner: "Xiao Xiao, come over and feel his pulse!"

Shao Yu was observing the elderly Zhong who lay in bed. Upon hearing Elder Zhuo’s summons, he paused momentarily but showed no sign of nervousness as he walked over from the corner.

The experts saw that Zhuo Hongxin allowed a young man to take charge instead of diagnosing the patient himself; they realized this young man must be an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. They had all seen him before and assumed he was Elder Zhuo's disciple or junior family member, hence no one paid much attention at first. But when they heard Elder Zhuo instructing the youth to proceed with treatment, their expressions changed dramatically.

Even if a young practitioner in his twenties came from a renowned medical lineage with solid foundational skills, he would still be far inferior to these seasoned experts who had seen countless cases over the years.

The experts were now at a loss; they were part of the expert panel treating Elder Zhong and responsible for his condition. However, since this young man was brought by Elder Zhuo, they couldn't offend him either. After all, they knew better than to cause trouble at their age. Thus, everyone remained silent, stepping aside while thinking, "Anyway, there are family members present who will take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

The experts were troubled, but Zhong Jianguo was even more so. Knowing Zhu Siqiao as Elder Zhuo's grandson, he initially assumed Shao Yu must be another junior disciple from the Zhuo family. This thought made him feel resentful toward Elder Zhuo: "My father is in such critical condition; do you still have time to bring your disciples here for observation and learning"

Moreover, those experts from the central health bureau had repeatedly asked the same question four times already—“If you can’t treat him, just say so!” thought Zhong Jianguo angrily. This was also why he did not make that young man named Zhong Tao apologize to the experts after his sarcastic remarks; he merely said a few polite words.

Now hearing Elder Zhuo instruct one of the youngsters to proceed with treatment, Zhong Jianguo felt as if they were using his father as a teaching tool. This enraged him so much that he couldn’t hold back: "Director Zhuo, how can you be so irresponsible…"

"Jianguo!" Elder Zhong lying in bed called out loudly, interrupting Zhong Jianguo's further speech.

Just from calling out, it seemed to drain all the strength from Old Zhong's body. He closed his eyes and lay down, but moments later he clutched at his chest, struggling to sit up.

"Father, is your illness bothering you" Zhong Jianguo rushed over to support him when he saw Old Zhong trying to get up.

"I'm fine now. It's much better!" With the help of Zhong Jianguo and a nurse, Old Zhong lay half-upright on the hospital bed.

"Jianguo, you don't know about the old ZHUOs' family Generations upon generations of them have been strict in their medical practice. Not only do they possess medical skills, but also medical ethics. Since he allowed this young man to take over, there must be a reason behind it. Besides, is there any other way now" Old Zhong said while lying half-upright on the hospital bed.

"Yes, Father, I was hasty!" After saying that, he turned to Zhu Hongxing and said: "Uncle Zhuo, I'm sorry……"

Zhu Hongxing waved his hand to stop Zhong Jianguo from continuing, saying, "No need to say more. Old Zhong's condition is urgent."

"Come here, young man, take over!" Old Zhong directed Xiao Yu, who was standing behind the crowd.

Xiao Yu didn't know the old man’s identity, but seeing him recover a bit now and lying half-upright on the bed, he exuded an aura of authority that starkly contrasted with Old Zhuo's humility and kindness.edle techniques, but they didn’t learn the essence of it, so the Yue family’s acupuncture isn't enough to keep Old Master Huang going!"The old master Chen also felt a deep regret about the end of the...