"Yes, yes, I feel it now. The upper body is no longer cold, not chilly anymore. On the contrary, both hands are freezing like ice blocks, almost numb. However, as the blood flows out, gradually my hands start to warm up, regaining sensation. The more blood released, the warmer my hands become," Auntie Zhang exclaimed with a mix of joy and surprise.
"Good heavens, is this genuinely miraculous?" Zhang Xinran widened her eyes, watching intently as the blood trickled from the hollow needle, slightly disbelieving. Inadvertently, a tiny drop splashed onto her hand, "Oh, it's so cold, chilling as if pricked by a needle."
She hurriedly wiped the blood, finally believing everything Lin Yu had stated.
Following that, Lin Yu, like a craftsman, began bleeding the other arm.
Once the upper body treatment concluded, he instructed Zhang Xinran to assist Auntie Zhang in removing her pants, lying flat on the bed. He then continued the treatment on the lower body, traversing through the meridians as before. He expelled the cold and dampness to the basin by bleeding through the toes, similar to the upper body treatment.
Suddenly, a chill arose from the basin, permeating the room, making Zhang Xinran reluctant to look, as if one glimpse might freeze her. The thought of her mother enduring these years of suffering due to the cold and dampness was deeply distressing. Tears welled up in her eyes, overcome with gratitude towards Lin Yu.
After a considerable time, the treatment concluded. As Auntie Zhang put on her clothes, Lin Yu removed the handkerchief. Using specially prepared deerskin, he wiped the steel needles while disinfecting their tips with alcohol blocks prepared by Zhang Xinran, readying them for treating Zhang Yunjie. He smiled, "Auntie, how do you feel now?"
Li Qiuli got off the bed, took a few steps, and tried some movements that were previously impossible for her. She executed them effortlessly. Feeling a wave of warmth coursing through her body, she was astounded. Her eyes welled up, but she remained speechless, gazing at Lin Yu in astonishment.
"What's wrong, Mom? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Zhang Xinran was startled, hastily assisting her mother.
"No, no, I'm just overwhelmed. I've had this illness for twenty years. Ten years ago, hope seemed lost. Yet today, unexpectedly, I'm getting better. Goodness, it's beyond imagination!" Covering her face, Auntie Zhang couldn't contain her excitement and burst into tears.
Although her finger joints remained somewhat swollen and deformed, Lin Yu knew that with the expulsion of the damp and cold, given some time, her bones would naturally realign themselves. It wasn't a significant issue.
"Xiaoyu, you're a good kid, a filial and talented one. Don't leave today, let's have dinner at home. Xinran, help Xiaoyu a bit more, assisting him in treating your father. Stay at home, I'll go and prepare dinner, I'll be back soon. Xiaoyu, promise me you won't leave," Auntie Zhang felt a bit embarrassed, wiped her tears, and expressed an immense fondness towards Lin Yu. She even subtly changed her way of addressing him, no longer using "young man" but directly referring to him as "Xiaoyu."
Now, the more she looked at this young man, the more pleasing he appeared. This was indeed a highly capable young man. Although she couldn't comprehend why he, possessing such skills, chose not to open a clinic and practice medicine but instead settled as a residential counselor at a girls' high school. She was certain she had gravely misjudged him earlier. This lad was definitely not a swindler but a genuinely skilled individual.
Leaving other factors aside, judging solely from her current physical condition, it was enough to validate his capabilities.
After being treated by this lad, her body suddenly felt immensely relaxed. Previously feeling as if carrying a thousand pounds and enduring excruciating pain all over, akin to holding an ice block, but now, all her joints felt as free and easy as when she was young. All her ailments had disappeared, replaced by a warm and comfortable feeling all over. It felt as if she was holding a stove. Compared to her previous self, it was like night and day. This sensation was truly marvelous.
Twenty years of affliction vanished in a moment. She felt an urge to fly, considering her earlier outburst. However, rather than being grateful for her healing, it was genuine happiness for her daughter. Because Lin Yu was not a deceiver; instead, he was a skilled person, humble, modest, and composed, displaying no hint of anger over her earlier rude behavior. Such a young man was indeed rare. If her daughter married him, oh my, she would truly be blessed.
Thinking this, Li Qiuli was elated, turning her view of Lin Yu completely. Previously beneath the earth, now soaring in the sky. The more she looked at Lin Yu, the more she liked him. Deep down, she had quietly accepted him as her potential son-in-law.
To assign her prospective son-in-law to treat the future in-laws represented intimacy and trust. If this lad understood it, he would put in his utmost effort.
Thinking about this, she happily went downstairs, talking while descending.
"Hey, Mom, your illness isn't completely cured yet. Why are you leaving? What if something happens?" Zhang Xinran was anxious, but Lin Yu held her back. "Monitor Leader, you must believe me. Auntie is really fine now, and a little walking will do her good. Let her go. But I can't stay for dinner tonight; I have urgent matters. Okay, assist your father, and I'll take a look at his condition later." Lin Yu chuckled.
"Okay." Zhang Xinran bit her lip, suppressing her worries. As she watched her mother gleefully leave with money in hand, her steps exceedingly light, she finally relaxed. In its place arose an infinite admiration for Lin Yu—after several years, he had learned such an exquisite medical skill. It was nothing short of a miraculous healer. It was truly unbelievable.
What had he experienced during
these years? As her gaze lingered on Lin Yu, she couldn't help but feel a bit infatuated...