Chapter 300: Chapter 300 Zhengyang Has a Master
“Hua Peng!” Yuan Huakun chided his brother sharply as his words grew more and more outrageous, “What nonsense are you spouting?”
“I’m not spouting nonsense,” Yuan Huapeng spread his hands, feeling sowhat resentful towards his sister-in-law’s husband, “That guy from my second sister’s family is too opportunistic. Now that Grandpa’s condition is deteriorating, he doesn’t even show up anymore.”
“Aren’t you talking rubbish?” The second sister couldn’t agree, her anger raising her eyebrows, “Hua Peng, you work for a state enterprise and can easily take half a month off, can your brother-in-law do the sa?”
“Cut it out,” Yuan Huapeng sneered, “If it were his own father who was in this situation, do you think he wouldn’t have the ti?”
“You’re just being arguntative!” The second sister shouted, growing increasingly frustrated, “A biological father and a father-in-law… How can you compare the two? If all the n of the Yuan family were gone, would it be his turn to step in?”
Yuan Huapeng continued to smirk, “Rember when Dad broke his leg seven or eight years ago? He was all over that very diligently… Did I say anything wrong?”
“Ladies and gentlen,” the doctor known as Elder Ye waved his hands and gave a wry smile, pleading, “This is a hospital ward, please could you all speak a bit more quietly?”
“Alright,” the eldest sister stepped in to diate, “Both of my younger brothers, Ruofang, Li Ting are here… and so is Youwei. Let’s all stop arguing.”
Yuan Youwei had already taken ti off, but with his classes in English, traditional culture, martial arts, and calligraphy, he didn’t have much free ti.
That’s the thing, the so-called “joyful education” is just a way to bamboozle the general public; the next generation of the Yuan family are registered for all manner of extracurricular classes.
Xiao Youwei had visited once the day his grandfather beca critically ill, and today was his second visit.
Boys are usually quite carefree, and Yuan Youwei was no exception, but he knew very well that his grandfather loved him the most, and seeing the frail old man lying unconscious on the hospital bed, he couldn’t help but cry again.
Then he heard his uncle arguing with his aunt, his father quarreling with his second aunt, and he felt even more upset.
However, he still pricked up his ears to listen. Xiao Youwei was almost thirteen in the latter half of the year and considered himself an adult. He hoped to find so flaw in his second aunt’s argunt to solidly back up his dad.
He didn’t find any flaws, but he did hear a familiar term from his uncle’s mouth—”ridians.”
He turned his head and whispered to his mother, “Mom, what are ‘ridians’? Are they like channels?”
Li Ting was not dically trained, and couldn’t give a precise answer, but she did her best to explain to her child.
When Yuan Youwei heard that his grandfather had beco comatose and subsequently vegetative due to blocked ridians, he blinked solemnly and asked, “Then wouldn’t it be fine if the ridians were cleared?”
“Everyone wishes it were that easy,” Li Ting replied softly, stroking her son’s head, “Youwei, you’re absolutely right. But clearing the ridians… it’s very hard.”
Yuan Youwei blinked in confusion and asked, “Why do I think it sounds easy?”
“Because you don’t understand how difficult it is to clear the ridians,” his second aunt turned to him and spoke seriously.
She did not an to be hard on the child. They were family, after all, and on a normal day, she would have teased her nephew. But her mood was also poor today, so she felt the need to caution him to prevent any misunderstandings about the world.
“It really is easy, Second Aunt,” Yuan Youwei pressed urgently, “I just want to know, can clearing the ridians wake Grandpa up?”
“You child…” His second aunt was growing impatient, “Hua Peng, take Xiao Youwei away to calm down. Everybody is in a bad mood.”
Yuan Huapeng gave her a discontented glance and cast an irritated look at his son, “You’ve seen Grandpa; now go ho and do your howork… Don’t interrupt when adults are speaking. What kind of behavior is that!”
Feeling wronged, Yuan Youwei pouted and, wheeling his eyes, he quietly tugged at his mother’s hand.
Li Ting returned his glance with a soft voice, “Xiao Youwei, stop it, you’re a big kid now, you have to be polite.”
“I’m really not being naughty,” Yuan Youwei muttered sulkily, “Isn’t it just about unclogging the channels?”
“Hmm?” Li Ting turned her head to look at him, feeling a sense of déjà vu about the term—perhaps she had heard it sowhere, or in a TV show? “Do you really know?”
Yuan Youwei rolled his eyes dramatically and patted his belly, asking in a whisper, “Mom, have you forgotten how my weight went down to 130?”
“Uh,” Li Ting was suddenly taken aback.
“Hmm?” Yuan Huapeng was engaging in a debate with his second sister but overheard this remark and couldn’t help but turn to look, “You an…”
“Shh…” Yuan Youwei put a forefinger to his lips.
“Oh, Master Feng,” Yuan Huapeng realized and then rembered how Master Feng had repeatedly warned them not to disclose anything—after all, Xu Ruofang’s brother had been scolded by the Master for leaking information.
He glanced at Li Ting, “That dicine from the Master, can it… unclog the ridians?”
“It seems to be… Body Tempering Pill?” Li Ting answered uncertainly. In fact, her mory was quite average, but because the Pills related to her son’s health and she might need them in the future, she managed to rember this na.
Motherly love is just that magnificent; even with her poor mory, she rembered what concerned her son.
However, she really didn’t know if the Pills could clear the ridians—Master Feng had an imposing presence and rarely offered any explanations.
Yuan Youwei’s eldest aunt’s eyes brightened imdiately when she heard this, “Oh, Xiao Youwei really has lost weight… Has he cleared his ridians?”
“Yes,” Yuan Youwei nodded, proudly replying, “Master Feng said that the Body Tempering Pill can strengthen muscles and bones, clear ridians, and up to now, I haven’t even caught a cold.”
The eldest sister had not yet spoken when the second sister hurriedly chid in, “Hua Peng, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and invite him over.”
“Hold on,” the eldest sister stopped them, turning her head to look at the Ye nad doctor, “Elder Ye, you have knowledge of both Chinese and Western dicine, have you ever heard of this dicine?”
“No,” Elder Ye shook his head decisively—strengthening muscles and clearing ridians, isn’t this the way of charlatans?
But that was what he thought to himself and didn’t dare to say out loud, for a simple reason: all of the Yuan Family’s children had taken this dicine.
He wasn’t sure about the effectiveness of the dicine, but he was well aware that the current children at ho were like little emperors—who would dare to feed an emperor sothing dubious?
So he answered cautiously, “My understanding of Chinese dicine is just superficial, to tell the truth, many folk redies are unheard of.”
“Let ask,” Yuan Huakun took the initiative to speak up, “Elder Ye, about these pills that clear ridians… Are they appropriate?”
“This… how should I put it?” Elder Ye gave a wry smile, “According to Chinese dicine, a cerebral infarction is a type of stroke, and dicines that expel Wind and promote blood circulation to soothe muscles will have so therapeutic effect.”
Upon hearing this, the second sister beca anxious and asked, “Then can my father take this dicine?”
This question made Elder Ye roll his eyes inwardly, is this how you ask soone? If you were , how would you respond?
Rationally, he did not believe in such pills, so many top-tier hospitals in the capital didn’t house any such dicine or therapy, was this normal?
But emotionally, he was inclined to suggest they try it, anyway, the man was already in that condition, what harm could trying do—it would be no big deal if it proved to be useless.
However, as an expert, he could neither recomnd taking it nor outright deny it, he had to be responsible for every word he said.
After so thought, he ventured to ask, “Do you have the prescription for this dicine the child took? Could I take a look at it first?”
Yuan Huapeng and his wife exchanged glances before Yuan Huapeng shook his head, “No, the child took prepared dicine.”
Elder Ye pondered for a mont before asking again, “Then would it be possible to get… the underlying principles of the treatnt?”
Originally, he wanted to continue asking for the prescription, but it occurred to him that it was already a prepared dicine, aning no need to adjust it for different patients and conditions, implying that having the prescription could enable production, and consequently, profit.
Asking directly for the prescription was like robbery, not appropriate, but inquiring about the pathology and solution was less sensitive.
Yuan Huapeng hesitated, then shook his head again, “That… might be difficult; that person isn’t easy to deal with.”
The mont the second sister heard this, she beca impatient and spoke out, “Give the phone number, I’ll talk to that Master.”
She was preoccupied with her husband’s business since this was the critical mont for his career. If he missed this chance, he would be perpetually behind. Should anything go awry, and he fell from grace, that would be his lot in life.
“Stop making a fuss, okay?” Yuan Huapeng looked helplessly at his second sister, “With your temper, you’ll start a quarrel with him in no ti.”
He was very clear about Master Feng’s temper, which was quite peculiar.
“Eh…” The second sister was not convinced and was about to say more when Yuan Huakun spoke up, “Hua Peng, do you think this Master Feng is competent?”
“Oh dear…” Yuan Huapeng pondered for a mont, but ultimately shook his head, “It’s hard to say.”
The persistent second sister interjected, “Whether it’s hard to say or not, you should at least make a call to ask.”
Seeing her pressuring him, Li Ting couldn’t help but speak up, “Hua Peng, shall I ask Master Feng?”
“You ask then,” Yuan Huapeng said with a resigned shrug, “I wouldn’t dare disturb him casually given his temper.”
He would have braced himself to make the call if it really could cure his father, but… he wasn’t optimistic about it.
Li Ting quickly made the call, and surprisingly, she found that the Master was in a good mood that day.
However, regarding Li Ting’s request, Master Feng still declined very clearly, “The patient is over eighty years old, it’s not possible… setting other things aside, are you sure he can withstand the pain of tempering the body when taking the elixir?”
It was at this point Li Ting rembered, when her precious son took the dicine for the first ti, he was tied to the bed by Master Feng, screaming in agonizing pain so much so that Gao Qiang had a fight with the Master over it.
Old Master Yuan was now over eighty years old; should anything untoward occur, as a daughter-in-law, she couldn’t shoulder that responsibility…
She thanked him and hung up the phone, then relayed the situation.
Xiao Youwei kept nodding in agreent with his mother, “That’s true, it does really hurt.”
Yet the second sister impatiently asked, “Never mind if it’s painful or not, did he say if it can be cured or not?”
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