TDDDMFM Chapter 29
"..."
Everyone present was stunned by Zhou Xiaobei's words, especially Zhang Jihui's son, Song Zhangtao, and granddaughter, Zhang Keke. Their faces turned ashen with anger.
It was unacceptable for anyone to insult their elders in such a manner.
Song Zhangtao suppressed his disgust and sneered, "Yes, indeed, I am sick. Who sits in a wheelchair if they're not sick?"
"Old Song, Xiao Bei didn't mean it that way," Yan Shikai intervened awkwardly.
Yan Shikai had brought Zhou Xiaobei here, but he didn't expect things to take such a turn. He didn't know what to say.
It was a bit awkward.
"Zhou Xiaobei, shut up!"
Yan Bingxue was so angry she felt like passing out. She wished she could grab this guy by the ears and kick him to death.
But Zhou Xiaobei didn't move, he stared straight at Song Zhangtao and said, "I can see that you're in poor health, your body's elemental balance is off, these are signs of imminent death, old man, you're going to die!"
This sentence was even more shocking than before, and the entire private room fell silent.
Yan Bingxue was so angry she almost fainted.
"You dare say he's going to die? Your whole family is going to die! Can't you speak like a civilized person? I'll tear your mouth apart right now!" Zhang Keke exploded with rage, pointing her finger at Zhou Xiaobei's nose and cursing him.
How dare he say her grandfather was going to die?
She wanted to rip this bastard's mouth to shreds!
"Zhou Xiaobei, shut up!"
Yan Bingxue rushed forward, pushed Zhou Xiaobei away, and angrily shouted, "Zhou Xiaobei, if you don't speak, no one will treat you like a mute. Apologize to Grandpa Zhang immediately!"
"I'm just telling the truth!"
Zhou Xiaobei shook his head.
"You..."
Yan Bingxue was about to be driven mad by him.
Zhang Jihui's temperament was deep and he had practiced Qigong extensively, but even he was visibly enraged.
"..."
Yan Shikai coughed lightly, stood up reluctantly, and tried to play the peacemaker. "Mr. Zhou, you can't just say whatever you want. Old Zhang just has a bit of leg trouble, it's just difficult for him to walk, he's not at the point of death. You need to apologize to Old Zhang."
"Old man, I'm telling the truth. He really is in critical condition. His internal organs are rapidly failing, if he's not treated, he probably won't last long, he's going to die soon," Zhou Xiaobei said.
"That's enough!"
Song Zhangtao couldn't take it anymore. He stood up, pointed at Zhou Xiaobei's nose, and said, "Get out of here, you're not welcome here!"
"Yes, get out!"
Zhang Keke's chest heaved with anger, her modest bust rising and falling.
Zhou Xiaobei shrugged, "Alright, if you don't believe me, then forget it. Consider me never having been here. Goodbye."
With that, Zhou Xiaobei turned and left.
Quite casually.
But Zhang Jihui stopped him, "Young man, if you don't explain yourself clearly, you're not leaving today!"
Zhou Xiaobei stopped, "Old man, what do you want?"
"How did you know I'm in critical condition, how did you know I'm near death?" Zhang Jihui's face was as dark as iron, and his old eyes were fixed on Zhou Xiaobei.
In his younger days, Zhang Jihui was a formidable figure on the battlefield, and he wasn't one to swallow his pride. Today, being pointed at and told he was going to die by Zhou Xiaobei was hard for him to take.
Zhou Xiaobei shrugged, "Alright, let me explain. Old man, I'll ask you, have your recent physical indicators been abnormal? High blood pressure, high blood sugar, high blood lipids, frequent dizziness and vertigo, and most importantly, isn't your leg condition not just old cold legs, but rather an injury from your youth?"
"..." Zhang Jihui's face changed.
Zhou Xiaobei's descriptions of these symptoms were indeed accurate.
Especially regarding his leg injury, it wasn't just an old condition, but a real shrapnel wound from a bomb. There's still a piece of shrapnel the size of a fingernail embedded in the nerves around his calf.
"How did you figure it out?" Song Jihui stared at Zhou Xiaobei with wide eyes.
Zhou Xiaobei replied, "You just need to tell me if I'm right or wrong."
After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Jihui nodded, "You're right, I do have all those symptoms you mentioned. I did suffer a leg injury when I was young, but it's been treated. I've recently been to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor said that apart from the inconvenience in my legs, my body doesn't have any major problems..."
"Nonsense, and you believe that?" Zhou Xiaobei rolled his eyes.
These Western doctors nowadays rely entirely on instruments for diagnosis. If the instruments can't detect the cause of the illness, they say there's no illness. It's unclear whether it's the instruments diagnosing the illness or the doctors.
"Old man, if you believe in Western medicine, then we have nothing to talk about because I'm a traditional Chinese medicine doctor," Zhou Xiaobei said, turning to Zhang Tao and Zhang Keke. "Listen to me, you'd better start preparing for his funeral!"
"..."
Zhang Tao and Zhang Keke were furious.
If Zhou Xiaobei hadn't been invited by Yan Shikai, they would have had the security throw him out long ago!
"Wait!" Zhang Jihui suddenly stopped Zhou Xiaobei.
Zhou Xiaobei looked at the old man eagerly, their eyes locking in the air, almost sparking.
It's unclear how long it had been when Zhang Jihui finally relented and nodded, "I don't believe in Western medicine, I believe in you. So, according to what you said, am I beyond saving?"
"Xiaobei, Old Zhang is my dear friend, our relationship is extraordinary. If you have a way, you must try to save him," Yan Shikai urgently grabbed Zhou Xiaobei's hand, his face filled with urgency.
Zhou Xiaobei said, "Normally, your illness is indeed critical, beyond saving. However, considering your friendship with Yan Shikai, I'll try to help you out."
"Thank you, thank you!" Yan Shikai expressed his gratitude repeatedly.
Beside them, Zhang Keke looked at her grandfather nervously, "Grandpa, do you really believe him?"
Zhang Jihui nodded.
Zhang Keke was speechless. How could her grandfather be fooled so easily? What's going on here?
"Grandpa, I disagree. The renowned doctor my father invited will be here in a couple of days. Let's wait for him to treat you. We can't be deceived by others!"
"You have no hair on your mouth, but your actions aren't reliable. I just don't trust you!" Zhou Xiaobei sneered.
"Hey, girls, I don't like that remark. What do you mean by 'no hair on your mouth, but your actions aren't reliable'? I may not have hair on my mouth, but I have hair in other places. Do you want to see?"
"You, you jerk!" Zhang Keke's face flushed red.
She didn't expect this jerk to be so crude at such an occasion.
Rude, disrespectful, and a filthy rogue!
"Cough, Keke, if you don't trust Mr. Xiaobei, can't you trust your Grandpa? To be honest, Mr. Xiaobei cured my cancer!" Yan Bingxue said.
"Really?" Zhang Keke looked skeptical.
"Keke, I can vouch for that," Yan Shikai added.