Tang Mingde gave Tang Si, who was standing behind Fang Yu, a look when Fang Yu didn't respond.
Tang Si immediately stepped forward.
"Fourth Uncle! Don't!" Tang Xiaorou's face changed drastically when she saw that Tang Si intended to make a move on Fang Yu.
Tang Si was an eighth-stage innate martial artist! If he attacked, Fang Yu would be seriously injured!
"Kid, I'll give you one last chance. Tell the truth—who sent you, and what is your purpose?" Tang Mingde asked, his brows tightly furrowed.
As a top-tier family, the Tang family had many enemies, both in the open and in the shadows.
For Tang Mingde, it was crucial to root out every enemy, preferring to be overly cautious rather than let one slip by.
"I already told the truth, but you didn't believe me. What else can I do?" Fang Yu shrugged.
Fang Yu's fearless demeanor completely enraged Tang Mingde.
"It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin." Tang Mingde's voice turned icy.
Tang Si reached out to grab Fang Yu.
"Stop! Cough..."
At that critical moment, an elderly voice accompanied by coughing came from upstairs.
"Grandpa!" Tang Xiaorou exclaimed excitedly when she saw Old Master Tang being pushed in a wheelchair by a servant at the top of the staircase.
"I am willing to let young brother Fang Yu treat me," Old Master Tang said, looking at Tang Mingde.
Tang Mingde's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "Dad, you can't be reckless with treatment! Even if this kid has no ulterior motives, he's too young to be a doctor!"
"Tang Mingde is right, Old Master Tang. Even though you are in the late stages of lung cancer, you can't randomly trust dubious people. That would be equivalent to giving up hope of survival. As long as you follow the chemotherapy plan I've outlined for you and relax, your life can be extended..." said Chen Jingxin, the lung cancer specialist Tang Mingde had brought from the capital.
"Dad, Dr. Chen is a professional. You should at least listen to him," Tang Mingde added.
Old Master Tang shook his head and said, "Even if he is a professional, he can only prolong my life by less than three months. I've witnessed young brother Fang Yu's abilities firsthand, and I'm willing to believe in him. Don't try to stop me anymore."
Tang Mingde wanted to say more, but seeing the resolute look in his father's eyes, he swallowed his words.
Old Master Tang's health was already in poor condition; they couldn't afford to upset him further.
"Dad, I agree to let Fang Yu examine you, but we, along with Dr. Chen, must be present," Tang Mingde said.
This was his final bottom line.
"Young brother Fang Yu, is that agreeable to you?" Old Master Tang asked, looking at Fang Yu.
"No problem. The sooner, the better," Fang Yu replied, stretching lazily and yawning.
Fang Yu's relaxed attitude made Tang Mingde and the others very unhappy.
Even Tang Xiaorou began to have doubts.
He didn't seem reliable at all.
A few minutes later, Fang Yu entered Old Master Tang's study on the second floor.
Fang Yu took a stool and sat in front of Old Master Tang.
Tang Mingde and the others stood nearby, no more than five meters away.
In addition to Tang Si, Tang Mingde had also called up two more bodyguards to guard against any sudden moves by Fang Yu.
Fang Yu grabbed Old Master Tang's right wrist to check his pulse.
Seeing this, Chen Jingxin's face showed disdain.
Old Master Tang had lung cancer—what was the point of checking his pulse?
Unfortunately, Chen Jingxin was only seeing the surface.
In fact, during the pulse check, Fang Yu had already infused his True Qi into Old Master Tang's pulse, allowing it to circulate through his body and assess his condition.
Normally, external release of True Qi could only be achieved by cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage and above.
However, Fang Yu had been able to do so since he reached the 100th level of the Qi Refinement stage.
A minute later, Fang Yu withdrew his hand.
"The situation isn't good."
Hearing this, Chen Jingxin became even more contemptuous.
He had always looked down on traditional Chinese medicine, considering it a pseudo-science practiced by charlatans.
And what Fang Yu was doing seemed to confirm his belief.
Checking the pulse, then putting on a serious face and saying the situation wasn't good—anyone could act that out!
"Cough, if I may speak... Young man, what exactly did you diagnose? What makes the situation so bad? Could you explain in detail? I'd like to learn a thing or two about your traditional Chinese medicine," Chen Jingxin said sarcastically, his eyes full of disdain.
Tang Xiaorou looked nervously at Fang Yu, afraid that he wouldn't be able to explain.
"Cancer cells have already spread throughout the body, especially near the spine. The reason Old Master Tang can't walk is because the cancer cells have invaded his spine. Additionally, he should also have high blood pressure and mild cerebral infarction..." Fang Yu listed all of Old Master Tang's ailments as if he had read his medical report.
Chen Jingxin initially looked scornful, but as he listened, his expression slowly changed to one of shock, and finally, disbelief filled his eyes.
Everything Fang Yu said was correct! Including some symptoms that had only appeared in the past two days!
Tang Xiaorou didn't fully understand, so she looked at Tang Mingde, only to see him standing there in a daze as well.
"How is this possible? Could someone have leaked Old Master Tang's medical report?" Liang Rong shouted.
Tang Mingde snapped out of it and looked at Fang Yu, his eyes filled with more excitement than shock.
Liang Rong's suggestion was impossible.
Old Master Tang's complete medical report was personally kept by Tang Mingde in a safe. Aside from the attending physician, no one else had access to it.
Moreover, Fang Yu had accurately described several symptoms that had only recently appeared.
This young man truly had skill!
"With your condition, it's impossible to completely cure you," Fang Yu said at that moment.
The hope that had just ignited in Tang Mingde's eyes was instantly extinguished.
Tang Xiaorou's eyes reddened.
"I knew this kid had no real ability. He can diagnose the illness, but not cure it. What use is he then?" Liang Rong sneered from the side.
"How much longer do I have?" Old Master Tang asked with difficulty.
"I'll perform acupuncture on you first, and then I'll give you a prescription. If you can obtain all the herbs listed and take them daily... you might live for another ten years or so," Fang Yu replied.
Ten years!?
Old Master Tang was stunned for a moment before he was overcome with joy!
He had been diagnosed by numerous doctors as having less than three months to live, yet now he might live for another ten years!?
"Fang... Fang Yu, are you serious? You're not joking, right?" Tang Xiaorou asked, her eyes welling up with tears.
"That depends on whether you can obtain all the herbs on the prescription. Some of them are likely very rare now," Fang Yu said.
"That won't be a problem! No matter how rare they are, we'll get them! Mr. Fang, please start the acupuncture immediately," Tang Mingde said excitedly.
An hour later, Fang Yu walked out of Old Master Tang's study.
During the acupuncture, Old Master Tang had coughed up a mouthful of blood, scaring Tang Mingde and the others.
But that blood had been full of accumulated toxins. After expelling it, Old Master Tang felt much better, and his complexion even regained some color.
Chen Jingxin used professional equipment to check Old Master Tang's condition and found that all his dangerous health indicators had significantly decreased.
At that point, Tang Mingde and the others were completely convinced of Fang Yu's abilities. It was clear that none of the numerous medicines Old Master Tang had taken before had been as effective as Fang Yu's acupuncture.
Chen Jingxin made an excuse and left the Tang family in disgrace.
Although Liang Rong still looked down on Fang Yu, she didn't dare to say anything out loud.
After writing down the prescription, Fang Yu prepared to leave.
"Dr. Fang, please don't hold our earlier misunderstandings and disrespect against us," Tang Mingde said sincerely.
Fang Yu waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind.
Tang Mingde then handed Fang Yu a blank check.
"Dr. Fang, this is a blank check. You can fill in any amount you want. This is your payment for treating my father."
"Money doesn't really matter to me. I just hope Tang Xiaorou doesn't forget what she promised me," Fang Yu said, looking at Tang Xiaorou.
"Haha, you two had a private agreement? That's good. Young people like you should interact more," Tang Mingde laughed.
He knew that Fang Yu was a rare medical genius, and having Tang Xiaorou get closer to him could only be beneficial.
"It wasn't really an agreement. I just want her to stay away from me," Fang Yu replied.