Chapter 1272: Chapter 1271: Visit from the Yang Family

“Dad, can he cure Yushi’s illness?” the Eldest of the He Family asked expectantly.

Old Master He chuckled, “Who knows, I’m not a doctor.”

“If he really can cure Yushi’s illness, the Yang family will surely be extremely grateful, and we could forge a good relationship with them. If that girl from the Yang family gives us a few pointers, we He family will greatly benefit.”

“Indeed! The Yang family is developing so rapidly. In a few years, they might even become the top family in the country. It’s crucial to maintain good relations with them now.”

Old Master He looked at his juniors and said, “You see the benefits now, your eyes are glowing, but did you think about how you almost kicked Little Song out the door just now? How could we then build ties with the Yang family?”

Everyone instantly felt very embarrassed, their faces reddening, and no one said a word for a moment.

At this point, Song Xiaodong had already gotten into the Yang family’s car with Yang Zhenyong. The two sat in the back seat, and Song Xiaodong said directly, “Now, tell me the details of the illness.”

Chapter 1272: True Love Bug

Yang Zhenyong said, “Patriarch Song, it started a week ago. Yushi was strolling alone in the backyard. She usually doesn’t like anyone to follow her when she’s thinking alone, but this time it got dark and she hadn’t returned. Later, we found her lying in the backyard; her breathing and heartbeat were normal, but she just wouldn’t wake up.”

“Our Yang family immediately took Yushi to the hospital, but after a series of exams, they couldn’t determine what her illness was, and everything appeared normal, yet she still hasn’t woken up.”

Song Xiaodong asked, “What do the Yang family’s experts say?”

Yang Zhenyong quickly replied, “Even the experts of our Yang family have examined her, but they couldn’t identify the cause either. There’s no True Qi in her body, so she’s not subdued.”

Song Xiaodong seemed intrigued and said, “This is quite mysterious. I need to examine her personally to make a judgment.”

“Then I’ll trouble you to do so.”

Beijing is vast, and it took nearly two hours for Song Xiaodong and Yang Zhenyong to reach the Yang family.

The Yang family residence was a traditional courtyard, and who knows how many sections there were. Song Xiaodong was led by Yang Zhenyong to a more secluded part of the courtyard.

“This is where my daughter lives, please have a look, Patriarch Song.” Yang Zhenyong pointed to a house ahead.

Song Xiaodong nodded and followed Yang Zhenyong inside.

The room maintained its traditional aesthetic. On a sandalwood bed lay a girl, her long hair spread out on the pillow, her arms crossed in front of her chest, somewhat like Sleeping Beauty.

A woman in her fifties sat by the bed and turned her head when she heard the noise.

“This is the famous King of Acupuncture, Patriarch Song. This is my wife.”

“Hello.” Song Xiaodong greeted.

“So young?” Yang Zhenyong’s wife looked at Song Xiaodong, frowning slightly.

Yang Zhenyong hurriedly explained, “Don’t be fooled by his youth; the name of King of Acupuncture has been established for a good two to three years. Let him examine Yushi quickly.”

Yang Zhenyong’s wife stepped aside, although she still seemed skeptical of Song Xiaodong’s ability.

Unfazed, Song Xiaodong sat by the bed and looked at Yang Yushi.

Breathtaking!

Seeing Yang Yushi’s face up close, Song Xiaodong was struck by her beauty. This woman was truly stunning, not at all inferior to Sun Yiyi and Qingluan.

Fortunately, Song Xiaodong had become somewhat resistant to such beauties. He quickly collected his thoughts and gently moved Yang Yushi’s left hand from her abdomen to the bedside, placing his fingers lightly on her pulse.

True Qi entered Yang Yushi’s body without any hindrance and circulated smoothly within her meridians, showing that Yang Yushi hadn’t practiced True Qi.

After this examination, Song Xiaodong didn’t find anything wrong at all.

As others had said, Yang Yushi was in a completely healthy state.

Releasing Yang Yushi’s hand, Song Xiaodong turned to her legs and began lifting the blanket covering them.

Both Yang Zhenyong and his wife opened their mouths but said nothing.

Song Xiaodong uncovered the blanket; Yang Yushi was wearing thin long pants. He gently pulled up the trouser leg, all the way to the knee.

“Patriarch Song, what are you doing?” Yang Zhenyong’s wife couldn’t help but ask softly.

“I’m checking her legs to see if she’s been bitten by any bugs,” Song Xiaodong answered calmly, then gently held Yang Yushi’s left ankle, lifted her lower leg, and examined it carefully.

The couple was taken aback but their eyes filled with hope—previous doctors had never examined her in this way.

After checking the left leg, Song Xiaodong went on to examine the right leg and then put it down.

The couple immediately asked anxiously, “How is it?”

Song Xiaodong said, “To put it simply, she’s in a completely healthy state.”

The couple’s faces immediately showed disappointment.

Then Song Xiaodong said, “Take me to where she fainted.”

“Oh?” Both looked puzzled.

“I suspect there might be something unusual there, like some special plants or animals, or special insects. This courtyard seems old. It wouldn’t be surprising if some peculiar flora or fauna have lived here for a long time.”