"I have said all that needs to be said. If you insist on continuing this disturbance, do not blame us at the hospital for being ruthless!"

Director Yuan’s soft words were immediately followed by a hard glare, his tone abruptly turning severe.

"You! What are you standing around for!"

Director Yuan had initially bothered to speak politely to the middle-aged cleaning lady because of the large crowd watching. Now that he had finished, he became somewhat reckless, immediately pointing at the motionless security guards and shouting, "Hurry up and get over here! Take this mother and daughter away first. If they don't leave, what happens when President Chang arrives with the Mayor and several other leaders and sees this scene? Who will take responsibility? Get them out of here quickly and don't ruin the hospital's reputation!"

Several security guards responded in unison and immediately approached, forcibly helping up the middle-aged woman. This time, no matter how much she struggled, the guards dared not let go.

A few other guards went to pick up the girl lying on the ground, her body convulsing slightly, preparing to carry them both away from the hospital gates.

Director Yuan watched this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

"Let them go."

A cold command suddenly rang out. The guards stiffened at the sound but immediately stopped, turning to look at the source.

Director Yuan, who had just been satisfied, also froze, turning his gaze toward where the voice originated—a very handsome young man was emerging from the crowd.

The one who stopped the guards was Zhang Yang, stepping out from the onlookers. Qiao Yihong and Yan Yifei, not being doctors, remained beside Mi Xue, watching Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang walked over and gently took the little girl from the guards' hands. Seeing someone finally step forward, the guards breathed a sigh of relief, smoothly handing the girl over to Zhang Yang, then watching him, wondering how he intended to help her.

"Who are you?"

Director Yuan frowned, momentarily stunned. He had finally broken the middle-aged woman's psychological defenses and gotten the guards moving, only for an unexpected figure to intervene at this crucial moment.

Zhang Yang completely ignored him. He spotted a long bench in front of a newsstand near the hospital entrance and walked over, carefully setting the girl down.

The girl's mother, the middle-aged woman, saw Zhang Yang take her daughter and felt a surge of hope. She immediately wrenched herself free from the guards beside her and rushed to Zhang Yang’s side, wiping her tears and anxiously asking, "Sir, do you have a way to cure my daughter’s illness?"

Zhang Yang did not reply. Instead, he reached out, grasped the little girl's wrist, felt her pulse, and closed his eyes in deep contemplation, sensing her pulse condition to confirm her ailment further.

"What is that young man doing?"

"Isn't that taking a pulse, a diagnostic method in Traditional Chinese Medicine? Is this young man a TCM doctor?"

The surrounding onlookers immediately began to discuss loudly, their focus shifting entirely to Zhang Yang. To many of them, given his youth, Zhang Yang inspired doubt as to whether he could truly help the little girl.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes and turned to the middle-aged woman, asking, "May I ask when this started?"

"Four days ago, it started suddenly!" The middle-aged woman answered immediately upon hearing Zhang Yang's question. "At first, the child suddenly lost control over her bladder and bowels. Then, she kept falling when she walked, so I brought her to the hospital. The doctors told me my child has polio..."

Zhang Yang nodded. After listening, he had essentially determined the little girl's condition. The cause of her supposed polio was deficiency in the Five Softnesses, stemming from congenital insufficiency in the Liver and Kidney, compounded by acquired deficiency in the Spleen and Stomach. Over time, this had developed into uneven limb development, causing her legs to be different lengths, which led to frequent falls.

To treat her symptoms, the method required boosting her Spleen Qi while nourishing the Liver and Kidney; acupuncture was the fastest and most effective treatment.

In the crowd, Director Yuan’s face was ashen. The Mayor and other leaders were due to arrive soon for inspection. Any further delay would only magnify the problem for Yuchang Hospital, and he could not afford to give Zhang Yang time to treat the girl.

Director Yuan gritted his teeth and aggressively strode forward, pointing at Zhang Yang and demanding severely, "What are you doing? Do you even know where this is? The diagnosis of a patient is determined by doctors. You kid, who just crawled out from somewhere, what exactly do you think you are doing!"

"Be quiet. I know exactly where this is, which is why I am willing to treat this girl. Since her parents cannot afford the medical fees and you refuse treatment, can I not at least treat her myself!"

"Don't you know that if this little girl's legs stiffen now, they can never be recovered? She might have to limp for the rest of her life!"

Zhang Yang frowned and retorted sharply, leaving Director Yuan speechless.

"Well said!"

"Exactly! Little doctor, please save this poor mother and daughter!"

The surrounding crowd erupted in cheers after hearing Zhang Yang’s words, completely overwhelming Director Yuan’s arrogance and silencing him.

"Qu Meilan, come and help me!"

Zhang Yang called out, then took out his silver needles from his canvas bag, preparing to administer treatment.

Qu Meilan approached, following Zhang Yang’s instructions to hold the little girl steady, position her lying on her side on the bench, straighten her legs, and firmly hold her feet to prevent movement.

At this moment, the problem with the little girl's legs was fully exposed to everyone: one foot was visibly longer than the other.

"Don't be afraid, it will be alright."

Raising a silver needle, Zhang Yang smiled gently at the little girl. His voice naturally carried a trace of inner energy, instantly calming her nervousness, and her body relaxed.

The spot where Zhang Yang inserted the needle was the Huantiao acupoint, located on the outer side of the pelvis, belonging to the Gallbladder Meridian (Zú Shǎoyáng Dānjīng). The immediate goal was to correct the leg length discrepancy caused by the uneven limb development, which required deep needling at Huantiao to resolve muscle contraction issues.

The middle-aged woman wrung her hands, her face etched with tension. She was truly desperate; otherwise, she would never allow a stranger to perform acupuncture on her daughter.

"I am using a magnetic needle to promote the smooth flow of the Gallbladder Meridian, which will dispel dampness and stagnation, resolving the issue of leg length misalignment in the lower limbs."

While needling, Zhang Yang explained his actions to the girl's mother.

Although the middle-aged woman did not fully understand what Zhang Yang was saying, hearing his confident and articulate explanation made her relax slightly, easing her anxiety.

"Hey, who are you? Don't just insert needles without understanding! If anything goes wrong, can you bear the responsibility?"

Director Yuan could not stand by and watch Zhang Yang needle the girl. He immediately stepped forward, attempting to block him, but before he could reach Zhang Yang, Qiao Yihong and Yan Yifei were already blocking his path.

"Look! The little girl's legs are gradually becoming parallel!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rose from the crowd. A bystander standing close by had noticed that the girl's originally unequal feet were slowly drawing together, becoming the same length.

"What is happening? This single needle has such a miraculous effect?"

Immediately, others began shouting in response. The doubt in their eyes when looking at Zhang Yang vanished, replaced entirely by shock. Now, no one questioned whether this young man could cure the little girl's illness.

"Huantiao is a confluent point of both the Gallbladder Meridian and the Bladder Meridian (Zú Tàiyáng Pángguāng Jīng). Therefore, it not only regulates the lateral aspect of the lower limbs along the Gallbladder Meridian but also stimulates the Bladder Meridian running along the back, thus correcting the leg length discrepancy caused by uneven limb growth!"

At this moment, a white-haired elder emerged from the crowd. The elder looked at Zhang Yang with unreserved admiration. His words precisely explained why Zhang Yang's single needle achieved such a result.

"President Chang?"

Seeing the white-haired elder appear, Director Yuan, who had been agitated moments before, instantly widened his eyes and gasped in astonishment.

Behind the elder, several dignified middle-aged men also walked out. They frowned as they watched the young man still concentrating on needling the girl.

"That's the Mayor of Yuchang City!"

"Ah, and is that one the Municipal Party Secretary?"

Soon, the middle-aged men standing next to the elder were recognized—they were the city leaders of Yuchang.

It turned out that a black sedan was parked not far from the crowd. These individuals had just disembarked from that car. Seeing such a large crowd gathered at the entrance of Yuchang Hospital, they naturally came to investigate.

After speaking, President Chang glared at Director Yuan once before dismissing him entirely, focusing his entire attention on Zhang Yang treating the girl.

Seeing that the city leaders and President Chang of Yuchang Hospital had arrived, especially noticing the profound look in President Chang's eyes, Director Yuan’s face turned deathly pale.

"They are the same length now!"

Just then, the little girl’s feet finally aligned side-by-side, and her legs became equal in length. Qu Meilan cried out immediately.

"It's done, it's really cured!"

Seeing that her daughter's leg length had returned to normal, the middle-aged woman covered her mouth and wept uncontrollably.

Zhang Yang nodded slightly, stopped manipulating the silver needle, and then slowly withdrew it. After withdrawal, Zhang Yang casually tore a piece of paper from the newsstand, wrote out a prescription, and handed it to the middle-aged woman, saying softly, "Get the herbs according to this formula and take them on time. Your daughter’s illness will soon be completely cured."

"Thank you, thank you, sir! We will never forget your immense kindness for the rest of our lives! Thank you so much, thank you so much!"

The middle-aged woman tremblingly took the prescription from Zhang Yang's hand, sobbing, and immediately knelt down, expressing her profound gratitude to him.

Suddenly, the entire crowd broke into applause, a wave of sound washing over the scene—all of it directed at Zhang Yang. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (.) to cast recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.) No Pop-up Novel Website