15: Chapter 15 The Medical Center 15: Chapter 15 The Medical Center “And it’s not just any ordinary military branch you were in.

The chronic illness you suffer from was acquired in those days, and enduring it over the years must have been very tough,” Qin Han said with a faint smile, continuing.

“Especially on rainy days, the symptoms worsen, with the head being particularly affected, right?”

“Exactly, exactly!

When it rains, it’s simply unbearable.” Zhou Bingchen was too excited; after so many years, having searched in vain for a cure from renowned doctors everywhere, he finally encountered the Divine Doctor.

In his early years, Zhou Bingchen was a scout soldier.

During one mission, he spent an entire night submerged in the icy cold waters, which led to his ailment.

His legs and head often suffered from unbearable pain, especially on rainy days when it became even more intense.

“Please, Divine Doctor, save my father!” A beautiful young woman suddenly knelt down beside him, pleading with Qin Han with a desperate look in her eyes.

“Seeing my father in such agony that life seems worse than death, as his children, our hearts ache, and we only wish we could bear it instead.

Please, you must treat my father, no matter the cost.”

Qin Han was startled by the young woman’s actions, quickly stepping aside and helping her up with an outstretched hand.

“Since I’ve come, you will surely be treated.

There’s no need for this.

Moreover, for a retired soldier who protected our country, it is only right.”

“Could you find me a set of silver needles used in Chinese acupuncture, some cupping jars, and an alcohol lamp?

Thank you.” As soon as Qin Han finished speaking, the young man on the couch had already bolted up, leaving behind a “I’ll go” and disappearing without a trace.

A smile flickered across Qin Han’s face.

The Zhou family indeed had a good family tradition, evident from the younger generation’s filial piety which reflected the character of their household.

Only a few minutes had passed before the young man came running back, panting, with a needle pouch and several cupping jars in his hands.

Qin Han took the needle pouch, examined it, and found it was filled with rows of golden needles, not silver.

He opened and closed the pouch several times, then suddenly laughed.

Seeing Qin Han laugh suddenly, everyone was quite surprised, and the young man asked nervously.

“Mr.

Qin, are these golden needles not suitable?

I’ll go find others right away.”

“They are suitable, perfectly suitable.

I wonder, after the treatment, could I keep these golden needles?” Qin Han asked with a smile, looking at the young man and then at Zhou Bingchen.

“It’s just a set of golden needles.

Mr.

Qin, if you like them, please take them.

As long as my grandfather’s illness can be cured, what does it matter?” the young man said generously.

“To be honest, these golden needles are called the Nine Heavens Divine Needles, belonging to a deceased friend of mine.”

“Ah?

Then it’s perfect – the return to its rightful owner!

Haha!”

In fact, these golden needles had always been Qin Han’s personal belonging, lost during a battle.

He remembered that it was precisely during a moment when his life was in danger, and Song Yuwei had saved him by chance.

He guessed that was when he lost the needles, and he never expected that in this new life, he would be reunited with this old friend.

Without further ado, Qin Han gestured for Zhou Bingchen to remove his clothes, leaving only his underpants on.

Seeing the scars riddling Zhou Bingchen’s body, Qin Han couldn’t help but feel moved; a body full of knife wounds and gunshot scars.

It seemed that in his day, Old Master Zhou was someone who had clawed his way out of a mountain of corpses.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Han quickly tapped several key acupoints on Zhou Bingchen’s chest, then turned around, needle pouch in hand.

Within a few breaths, Zhou Bingchen’s back and legs were covered with silver needles, looking like a hedgehog sitting there.

After the needles were placed all over Old Master Zhou’s body, his face turned red, his eyes bulged outward, and he looked quite frightful.

“Endure!

Success or failure hinges on this moment!” Qin Han whispered urgently.

Seeing Qin Han speak out to remind them, the anxious Zhou family members who wanted to ask questions also fell silent, merely watching old Master Zhou with concern.

After a while, Qin Han removed the silver needles from both the chest and back of old Master Zhou, heated the cupping jars over an alcohol lamp for several rounds, then rapidly placed them on old Master Zhou’s back, affixing more than ten jars in an instant.

Qin Han then moved in front of old Master Zhou, and suddenly slapped his chest with a palm.

One could see dark blood oozing from the pores of old Master Zhou’s back into the cupping jars, quickly filling them up.

As the dark blood flowed out, Zhou Bingchen immediately felt refreshed and incredibly comfortable all over, an indescribable sense of relief.

Wait until all the cupping jars were filled, Qin Han removed them, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said to Ling Hong, “Take the old master to bathe now, he’s out of danger.”

“Mr.

Qin, wait for me a moment,” said old Master Zhou, then he went to the second floor’s bathroom to wash up with Ling Hong’s support.

Qin Han asked the young man for paper and pen, quickly wrote a prescription, and handing it to him instructed, “Prepare the medicine according to the prescription, combining every three doses into one to drink, take it every three days, for a total of a month.

Don’t take more or less, remember that!”

After speaking, Qin Han sat on the sofa, picked up his cup of tea, and took large gulps, then leaned back and let out a long sigh of relief.

This body was far inferior to his previous one, just applying full-body acupuncture had left him gasping for breath.

It seems he needed to hasten his martial arts cultivation.

The beautiful young woman brought Qin Han a fresh cup of tea and respectfully said, “Mr.

Qin, thank you for treating my father, how should I ever thank you?”

“Xiao Ru, I will make arrangements to thank Mr.

Qin myself,” said old Master Zhou from upstairs before Qin Han could respond.

His voice now sounded much more resonant and full of breath than before.

“Mr.

Qin, your medical skills have truly opened my eyes, I feel like I could eat an entire cow right now, my body feels so much better,” he expressed.

Qin Han’s face showed a trace of fatigue as he spoke faintly, “I’ve given the prescription to that young man just now.

Just follow the doctor’s orders to take the medicine, and in a month, you will be fully cured.”

“Thank you, Mr.

Qin!” old Master Zhou clasped his hands and sat down on the sofa opposite Qin Han, his tone suddenly turning very serious.

“Mr.

Qin, I know for someone of your high caliber, worldly riches are but trifles, and to thank you with money would be an insult.

How about this?

I’ll open a clinic for you.

It would not only allow your medical skills to heal more people, but it also wouldn’t be disrespectful to you!”

Frowning thoughtfully, Qin Han considered the offer.

At the moment, he didn’t really have any plans to open a clinic.

His priority was to help Song Yuwei take over the Song Group, but if he did open a clinic, it would certainly be of help to Song Yuwei.

After all, with his medical skills, it’d be easy to make connections with influential people.

Then, he nodded his head and said to old Master Zhou, “That would be very kind of you!”

“Excellent!

I’ll have Xiao Ling take you to select the location later.

You just need to tell Xiao Ling your requirements, and leave the rest to him,” old Master Zhou said, delighted like a child, and immediately instructed Ling Hong by his side.

Zhou Bingchen, who had crawled out of piles of corpses and established his business in Zhongzhou, knew better than to directly offer money to Qin Han, as it would mostly be refused.

Instead of that, it was better to cater to his interests and gift him a clinic.

Meanwhile, the young man who had gone to get the medicine had returned.

Hearing that Qin Han was going to open a clinic, he too nodded in agreement, insisting on accompanying Qin Han to pick the location.