"No, look, your eyes are still radiant, akin to the Northern Lights," the elderly man remarked earnestly.
"Oh, you're familiar with the Northern Lights? How remarkable," Lin Yu cajoled the old man as though coaxing a child, while hastening his observation.
At last, he discerned two tangled, chain-like substances near the old man's brainstem, noticeably different from the cellular structures of other interconnected chain molecules in other areas.
In medical terms, this entity is referred to as extracellular amyloid plaques formed by β-amyloid proteins and intracellular neurofibrillary tangles resulting from excessive phosphorylation of tau proteins. This condition is one of the common causes of senile dementia. However, this diagnosis is entirely based on the conjecture of physicians, far beyond the purview of human eyes. Even under a microscope, these entanglements cannot be clearly observed.
Consequently, treatment possibilities are fundamentally bleak.
Lin Yu exhaled deeply, finally locating the root of the ailment, making things more manageable.
The elderly man, engrossed in conversation with Lin Yu, became excited upon Lin Yu mentioning the Northern Lights. "Indeed, back in the day, I was on a special mission at the North Pole. Of course, that's classified information I cannot disclose. But yes, I witnessed the aurora at the North Pole. It was genuinely beautiful, just like the radiance in your eyes now," the old man animatedly gestured, pointing at Lin Yu's eyes.
"Is that so? So, tell me, are my eyes more beautiful, or is the Northern Lights?" Lin Yu smiled and subtly grasped the old man's hand, gently infusing a dose of Yuan Power. Swiftly navigating the meridians within the old man's body, he reached the brain and transformed into a fine stream, cautiously infiltrating the tangled substances within the old man's brain. Upon reaching the center of the entanglements, he began the delicate process of gradually breaking them down—once they were disintegrated and restored to their original positions, the residual mutated substances would be expelled from the body via the bloodstream, marking the completion of the treatment.
"It's your eyes, young lad. They not only shine but also exhibit a peculiar honesty, an indescribable righteousness within. Yes, it's righteousness. Isn't it that eyes with a sense of justice and righteousness resemble the Northern Lights?" the old man innocently asked, resembling a child who never grew up.
Lin Yu's treatment was gentle; the old man scarcely felt a thing, except for a slight dizziness that alternated between clarity and confusion.
"Sir, you flatter me. My eyes aren't that appealing. However, this essence of righteousness, I believe, exists in everyone, buried deep within their hearts, unable to reveal itself at all times due to various reasons. Isn't that so, sir?" Lin Yu smiled.
"Absolutely, absolutely, young lad, you express it perfectly. What's your name? I find myself increasingly fond of you," the old man clapped his hands joyfully while asking for his name.
"I'm Lin Yu, sir." Lin Yu noticed the complete untangling of the substances in the old man's brain, their retraction to their original positions, and the gradual absorption of the mutated substances from the blood circulation. Finally, he retracted his hand, smiling.
"Lin Yu, Lin Yu…" the old man silently repeated the name. "Oh, my head hurts, it hurts…" Just as Lin Yu withdrew his hand, the old man suddenly clutched his head, crying out, and collapsed onto the chair.
Lin Yu remained calm because he knew this was a temporary outcome post-treatment. Moreover, given the old man's age in his seventies and the duration of his illness, immediate visible effects weren't likely; it might take some time for complete recovery.
After much struggle, the old man finally returned to normalcy. Although his thoughts began to clear, his speech was no longer as vague.
Observing this, Lin Yu nodded slightly, realizing the treatment's efficacy was relatively good. As long as the old man didn't encounter any issues and continued on this path of recovery, significant improvements might become apparent within ten to fifteen days.
"Sir, do you remember anything now? Like your family's phone number?" Lin Yu smiled.
"My home phone number? Of course, I remember. It's five, seven, six, five, eight…" The old man unequivocally spoke these words, validating the effectiveness of Lin Yu's treatment. Lin Yu smiled, storing this information in his memory.
After speaking for a while and enduring a lengthy treatment, the old man's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. Foam gathered at the corners of his mouth, indicating his thirst.
"Sir, are you thirsty? Please wait here; I'll go buy a bottle of water for you. Don't wander off," Lin Yu stood up and said.
"Where are you going? Don't leave me, okay? You're a good person, and I want to follow you," the old man pleaded, grasping Lin Yu's hand.
Lin Yu shook his head and reassured him, "Sir, I won't leave. I'll just go over there to buy water for you and be right back. Can you stay here alone for a moment? Wait for me; I'll return soon." Lin Yu said with a smile. Subsequently, he crossed the road, bought a bottle of water for the old man, and then made a phone call from the convenience store.
Throughout the process, the old man anxiously watched him, even keeping an eye on Lin Yu while drinking water, afraid that Lin Yu might run off. Witnessing this, Lin Yu felt a pang of empathy, pondering, which family member could be so negligent to lose track of their elderly relative?
Dialing the number recorded earlier, the phone rang a few times before someone picked up. A crisp female voice answered, speaking softly, seemingly cautious not to disturb someone.
Simultaneously, faintly audible in the phone call was an infuriated male voice, "Still not found? What kind of people are you? Can't find such a large person, what use are you? Always flaunting authority among ordinary citizens, but when it comes to work, you're useless. Find him immediately, find him!!"
Lin Yu rubbed his ear; goodness, this person's authority and temper were not insignificant; it was almost deafening from this distance.