to the door and greeted a few seniors doing their morning exercises outside.A few elderly men and women were practicing Tai Chi Sword on the square outside of Wansheng Hall. They practiced a standard...Chapter 383: Flame of Life

After a while, Song Hushan and the others came out from inside the house to the elder's bedroom. Seeing Doctor Li and people from the Health Department, as well as Lao Wang and Lao Chen, he asked them, "Do you really not have any way to treat this"

Upon hearing Song Hushan's words, these people pondered for a moment before shaking their heads.

"If we send the elder to the hospital, is there any possibility of curing him I want to hear the truth!" Upon seeing everyone shaking their heads, Song Hushan continued asking. When he said his last sentence, it was already laced with a hint of ruthlessness.

"Mr. Song, I'm afraid that all the best doctors in Beijing are here. If we can't do anything about this situation, believe me..." Hearing the ruthlessness in Song Hushan's voice, these doctors looked at each other in alarm; one by one, they were intimidated into silence. In the end, it was Doctor Li, who had been taking care of Grandpa Song, that stood up and answered.

Song Hushan stared at these doctors one by one, and after seeing that they didn't seem to be lying, he let out a long sigh.

The elder's illness must be handled with great caution. Not to mention whether it could be cured or not; even if Xiao Yu healed the elder, all the inner strength accumulated over nearly 100 years would go to waste, which was why Song Hushan had no choice but to be cautious.

He mainly feared that these doctors would have reservations and dare not treat Old Grandpa for fear of bearing the consequences if something went wrong due to a lack of confidence.

Song Hushan already knew beforehand that this would be the case, but he still had to try. Otherwise, his heart wouldn't feel at peace.

Just now, Old Wang and Old Chen didn't have any solutions either; even Xiao Yu was uncertain about it. Old Wang and Old Chen were the giants of Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM), while Xiao Yu's medical skills were truly miraculous.

Back then, his son and Wan Jiayi had both been seen by Old Wang and Old Chen. After they examined them, although they prescribed some medicine, it didn't have any effect at all. It was still Xiao Yu who cured them in one fell swoop. All this proved the efficacy of Xiao Yu's medical skills.

Now that Xiao Yu wasn't very confident either, Song Hushan knew that no one else would be up to the task. But he had to ask anyway.

"Grandpa Li, what do you think should we do" Upon realizing these doctors couldn't help, Song Hushan turned and asked Old Li.

"Hmm... let Xiao Yu try!" After pondering for a moment, Old Li raised his head and calmly said.

Xiao Yu was still too young. Old Li didn't know how much of his grandfather's skills he had learned, but considering that great teachers produce outstanding disciples, it wouldn't be bad either. Among these people here, only he knew Xiao Yu's true background; thus, he felt a vague sense of confidence in him.

"Alright, I'll listen to Grandpa Li!" Song Hushan said after hearing what the old man Li had to say. After that, he took a step forward and walked out of the room where the elder grandpa lived.

"Xiao Yu, I leave Old Grandpa in your hands!" Upon coming outside, Song Hushan bowed slightly towards Xiao Yu who was sitting on the sofa.

Seeing Song Hushan bowing to him, Xiao Yu sidestepped and said, "Uncle Song, you can rest assured. I will do my best!" After saying that, he walked towards the elder grandpa's bedroom. When Song Hushan saw Xiao Yu walking in, he hurriedly followed.

When Song Hushan left the room, all the people in the living room had stopped talking and only started discussing again after both of them entered the elder grandpa’s bedroom. There were members of Song’s family and some national leaders here; thus their voices were very low when they talked.

Upon entering the house, Old Li and others all moved aside to make space for Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu walked up to the elder grandpa's side and took his pulse. Then he stretched out his hand from a table next to him and grabbed some pen and paper, quickly writing down a prescription. "Get the medicine according to this prescription; the older the ginseng is, the better its effect! Hurry up!"

After saying that, Xiao Yu handed over the prescription to Song Hushan.

Song Hushan took the paper but did not look at it. Instead, he hurried outside and gave the prescription to a young man around thirty who was wearing glasses. Then he repeated what Xiao Yu had said to him.

After hearing Song Hushan's words, this young man didn't stop for a moment and turned back down the stairs, leaving the Song family mansion.

This young man was the son of Song Hushan’s third uncle called 'Song Yingjie', who was currently serving as the deputy secretary of the municipal committee in Zhenshui City. He was thirty-something years old with a vice-provincial rank and was the third person in charge of all of Zhenshui City, which demonstrated his wisdom and potential.

Only after seeing Song Yingjie leave did Song Hushan return to the house.

"Uncle Song, find some kerosene. If there isn’t any, then find a candle; it’s best if it can burn for more than ten hours."

Xiao Yu saw that Song Hushan had returned and instructed him again. In this room, except for Xiao Yu, everyone else was an elderly person. Seeing these seniors, Xiao Yu opened his mouth but didn’t have the heart to instruct them. So he waited until after he asked Song Hushan to return with something.

Upon hearing what Xiao Yu said, Song Hushan went out of the house again and instructed a man in his forties.

"Xiao Yu, is there anything else I need to prepare" After returning, Song Hushan asked Xiao Yu.

"Not necessary for now, we'll start the treatment once the medicine arrives!" Xiao Yu said to Song Hushan.

About an hour later, Song Yingjie returned panting heavily, holding a bag of herbs in his left hand and a wooden box in his right hand.

Xiao Yu took over the herbs and the wooden box, then turned to Chen Yaodao and said, "Old Master Chen, could you please handle decocting the medicine for us" After finishing his sentence, he handed the prescription and herbs to Old Master Chen.

After hearing Xiao Yu's words, Old Master Chen took over the prescription and looked at it. Then he glanced inside the box where a ginseng root was placed. He pondered for a moment before asking Xiao Yu, "Doctor Xiao, isn't this amount of ginseng a bit excessive"

In his view, Xiao Yu's prescription was overly potent, particularly concerning the ginseng. The one that Song Yingjie had found was more than a hundred years old and came from the wild mountains. However, according to Xiao Yu’s prescription, this whole root of ginseng should be used in decoction. Even for Old Master Laotaiye (Mr. Song's grandfather), it would be too much for normal people.

Old Master Chen himself was an expert in warming and tonifying therapies. Since the prescription wasn’t his, even if something went wrong, it wouldn't have anything to do with him. He could choose not to say a word, but his conscience didn't let him remain silent. Therefore, he decided to remind Xiao Yu.

Hearing Old Master Chen's words, Xiao Yu stood up and respectfully bowed to him, saying, "Old Master Chen is indeed noble-hearted, but please rest assured. Now Laotaiye’s body condition isn’t suitable for such a dose, however in a while, the old laotaiye will need these materials. In my opinion, this root of ginseng's medicinal strength is somewhat insufficient; if we had two or three hundred-year-old ginseng roots, it would be better!"

"Oh," Old Master Chen responded and walked out without further ado because he had already reminded Xiao Yu about the matter. Since Doctor Xiao’s skills weren't inferior to his own, and in some aspects even surpassed him, there was no need for him to continue reminding.

“Old Master Li and Brother Song, please leave now! I need absolute silence when treating!" Seeing that everything was prepared, Xiao Yu instructed Old Master Li and the others as well as Song Hushan to step out.

Their initial reaction was surprise at being asked to leave, but since Xiao Yu was the chief physician, they had no objections. They all left Laotaiye's bedroom.

Wang Lao wanted to stay and see how Xiao Yu would treat, but when he saw that Xiao Yu showed no intention of keeping him around and considered this place wasn't a normal setting, Wang Lao followed everyone out reluctantly.

Xiao Yu naturally noticed Wang Lao's desire to remain, but due to his unique techniques, he dared not keep Wang Lao. So, he pretended not to see it.

After watching everyone leave, Xiao Yu locked the door from inside as he needed complete peace and quiet. He walked over to Laotaiye’s bedside, took the pulse of Mr. Song's grandfather, then let go of his hand. He reached out and picked up a candle from the table, squatting down and placing it on the small table beside his head.

After setting down the candle, Xiao Yu stepped back several paces, gazing at the flame before him as he gently waved his hands in the air. As his hands moved, intricate symbols were drawn by each hand separately, but after completing them, instead of stopping there, Xiao Yu lightly pushed forward with both hands.

Two enigmatic symbols, after being pushed by Xiao Yu, did not disperse but gradually merged together a short distance ahead.

After Xiao Yu had pushed the two enigmatic symbols in his hands forward, he continued to lightly dance with them, and another pair of enigmatic symbols formed. Once these new symbols were complete, Xiao Yu again thrust them forward; they swiftly drifted towards the previous set of symbols, merging seamlessly upon contact.

Xiao Yu did not rest, repeating this process nine times before stopping. Although his hands ceased their delicate movements, he continued to control the fusion of the nine sets of enigmatic symbols.

Sweat gradually dripped from Xiao Yu's forehead as he controlled the merging of these intricate symbols, a challenging task made all the more difficult by it being his first time inscribing such complex talismans.

Seeing that the enigmatic symbols had successfully merged before him, Xiao Yu sighed deeply in relief and smiled faintly, wiping away the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

Xiao Yu's left hand wiped away the sweat while his right gently pushed forward, causing the enigmatic symbol to instantly hover above Grandpa Song’s head.

This enigmatic talisman floated motionlessly over Grandpa Song’s head without any sign of dissipating.

In Xiao Yu’s black-and-white vision, a white line emerged from Grandpa Song's head and integrated into the enigmatic talisman above him.

A moment later, a fine white thread akin to fishing line shot out from the talisman, one end connecting to the wick of the candle while the other remained within the talisman.

"Bang!" The instant this white line connected with the candle's wick, it ignited spontaneously.

If anyone witnessed this scene, they would undoubtedly believe that the candle had ignited without any flame or external influence. Some curious individuals might even study this mysterious phenomenon further.

Xiao Yu watched the burning candle and nodded in satisfaction.

This was no ordinary fire; it represented Grandpa Song's life force. As soon as this flame on the candle extinguished, Grandpa Song would swiftly pass away.

For this reason alone, Xiao Yu had ensured that nobody else remained inside the room. Even if someone accidentally snuffed out the flameless burning candle, Grandpa Song would still quickly die. (To be continued...)ead of reporting immediately, he ordered his staff to clean up and organize his office.What he didn't know was that when news arrived of the young man breaking into the courtyard residence, Old Li and...