Chapter 14: Returning a Favor

As they entered the room, they saw an old man lying in bed. His body was shaking uncontrollably due to coughing. His face was pale, his eyes sunken, and his gaze revealed despair and helplessness.

Ling Yao walked over and quickly pressed a few points on Mr. Yang’s body.

The next moment, Mr. Yang stopped coughing.

Old Lady Yang looked on in disbelief. Ever since her husband fell ill, even when he was asleep, he would quickly wake up from coughing.

 Not to mention when he was awake, he had been coughing almost non-stop. It seemed this young girl really had some skills.

Lu Qingyun raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Ling Yao walked over and began to examine Mr. Yang. She first carefully observed his complexion, pulse, and physical condition. Then, she asked some questions about his medical history and lifestyle habits.

Then, Ling Yao took out her silver needles and a metal box containing alcohol swabs from her bag. As she disinfected, she said, “Mr. Yang, I need to give you an needles treatment. I hope you can cooperate.”

Mr. Yang nodded in agreement, “Go ahead.” He wasn’t as uncomfortable anymore since he had stopped coughing.

 He had been tortured by the coughing for so long. He had taken many medications and received needles, but nothing had worked well.

“Do you need help?” Lu Qingyun walked over and asked Ling Yao.

“Please help Mr. Yang take off his shirt. I need to give him needles.” Ling Yao didn’t hesitate.

Lu Qingyun nodded, walked over, reached out to help Mr. Yang sit up, unbuttoned his shirt, and took it off.

“That’s enough.” Ling Yao nodded, took a step forward, and inserted the silver needles into Mr. Yang’s body one by one.

The silver needles in Ling Yao’s hand danced lightly in the air, as if performing a graceful dance.

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and an elderly man rushed in.

Liu Wenshan had come to check on Mr. Yang today. He heard from the Yang family’s servants that a young girl had come and was now treating Mr. Yang upstairs. He rushed up immediately.

Mr. Yang’s illness wasn’t ordinary. Even he wasn’t confident he could cure it. How could a young girl possibly cure it? It was ridiculous.

But after pushing the door open, he was stunned by Ling Yao’s needle technique. If he wasn’t mistaken, she was using the Taiyi Needles.

He looked at Ling Yao in shock and disbelief. She looked at most twenty years old, and she knew the legendary Taiyi Needles. Who was her master?

Mr. Yang quickly felt a coolness in his body, making him feel comfortable all over.

 Soon, that coolness turned into a warm current, warming his entire body, making him feel refreshed, especially his lungs. He hadn’t felt this comfortable in a long time.

Ling Yao saw that the time was right and removed the silver needles. This set of needles techniques was taught to her by an old Chinese medicine doctor in her past life.

She had gone to Yangcheng to attend a medical exchange conference and met an old Chinese medicine doctor. In his youth, his wife and children had died, leaving him alone and helpless.

Ling Yao had a good rapport with him and became his close friend despite their age difference. Later, the old Chinese medicine doctor passed on all his knowledge to Ling Yao.

 He said he hoped she could use what she learned, promote traditional Chinese medicine, and save more people.

“Did you just use the Taiyi Needles?” Liu Wenshan had read about the Taiyi Needles in books, and he was sure he wasn’t mistaken.

Ling Yao turned to Liu Wenshan and nodded, “It’s the Taiyi Needles.”

“May I ask who your master is?”

“Sorry, I can’t tell you.” That old Chinese medicine doctor was still abroad. He wouldn’t return to China for another ten years.

Even if she told them, no one would know him. Besides, the old Chinese medicine doctor didn’t want too many people to know who he was.

In her past life, he had told her that he wasn’t interested in fame and fortune. He didn’t need others to know who he was.

 He only needed the world to know and use traditional Chinese medicine.

He also told her that if anyone asked about her Taiyi Needle, she should never say he taught her.

Ling Yao looked at Old Lady Yang, “Lady Yang, please get me some paper and a pen.”

“Okay.” Old Lady Yang saw that Mr. Yang was now in good spirits and felt fortunate that she hadn’t insisted on her previous opinion.

 She had been too quick to judge by appearances. She would have to apologize to Ling Yao later.

She took the paper and pen and handed them to Ling Yao.

Ling Yao took the paper and pen and began to write a prescription for Mr. Yang’s illness.

Lu Qingyun and Liu Wenshan stood on either side of Ling Yao, watching her write the prescription. Seeing her handwriting, they couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration.

Ling Yao’s handwriting was like iron painting and silver hooks, each stroke filled with strength and charm, as if about to fly off the paper.

 Her writing was like a masterpiece by a calligrapher, or like a fairy dancing gracefully, making people intoxicated.

They both thought to themselves, this writing is not just writing, it’s an art, a cultural inheritance.

To think that she, at such a young age, could have such mastery of calligraphy. She was truly extraordinary.

Ling Yao stopped writing and handed the prescription to Old Lady Yang, “Lady Yang, take this prescription. Boil it and take it twice a day, morning and evening.”

“Okay, thank you, Miss Ling! Also, I apologize for my previous attitude. I was too quick to judge by appearances.”

“It’s alright. I understand your feelings.” Ling Yao shook her head with a smile, showing no trace of pride.

“From now on, if you need anything, just ask. As long as our Yang family can do it, we will definitely not hesitate.” Mr. Yang said. He was now feeling comfortable all over and in a good mood.

Ling Yao was waiting for this. Seizing the opportunity, she said, “I do have one thing I need your help with, Mr. Yang.”

Mr. Yang was slightly stunned, then smiled and nodded, “Go ahead.”

“It’s like this. My friend is Zhao Kun, the factory manager of Longteng Pharmaceutical Factory.

 His new drug was confiscated by the Food and Drug Administration, and I hope you can help speak a word for him.” Ling Yao explained the situation in detail.

At the teahouse today, Zhao Kun brought the documents to her and showed them to her. She also looked at the new drug and saw no problems.

“Is the drug qualified?”

“I brought the medicine and documents with me. Please take a look.” Ling Yao took the medicine and documents from her bag and handed them to Mr. Yang with both hands.

Mr. Yang took them, flipped through them carefully, and nodded, “Okay, I’ll help you with this.”

“Thank you!” Ling Yao smiled happily. This matter was finally resolved.

“Grandpa Yang! Leave this to me. I’ll handle it.” Lu Qingyun said.

Ling Yao looked at Lu Qingyun in surprise.

Lu Qingyun’s lips curled into a slight smile. This smile was like a gentle ray of sunshine, lightly brushing over his stern face, melting the coldness and making him instantly softer, “You saved my cousin. It’s only right that I return the favor.”