Chapter 8 I Appreciate Others' Doubts

• Mr. Zhong's residence is situated in the heart of the city, occupying an area of 135 square meters and resembling a compact villa.
• "Brother Jiang, you've arrived."
• Mr. Zhong stood at the entrance of the community, accompanied by an elegant and tall woman.
• She was Mr. Zhong's granddaughter, Zhong Xintong.
• Upon seeing Jiang Nan, Mr. Zhong greeted him with delight.
• Jiang Nan responded with a smile.
• "Grandpa, is he the so-called divine doctor you mentioned? He couldn't possibly be a fraud, could he?" Zhong Xintong expressed her skepticism.
• He appeared quite young, only a few years older than her.
• If he claimed expertise in Western medicine, it might be plausible, but traditional Chinese medicine requires years of accumulated experience. How could someone in their sixties dare to proclaim themselves a divine doctor?
• "Xintong, please refrain from speaking nonsense!" Mr. Zhong's face turned serious as he scolded her.
• "Brother Jiang, I apologize for my granddaughter's behavior. I have indulged her, and she lacks proper manners. Please forgive any offense she may have caused."
• "Grandpa, why are you apologizing to him? You can't even cure the people from Jinhua Pavilion with your right hand, let alone him?"
• Zhong Xintong pointed at Jiang Nan and said, "You're just a swindler. What kind of potion did you give my grandpa?"
• "Let me tell you, you may deceive my grandpa, but you can't deceive me!"
• Jiang Nan calmly observed the woman in front of him.
• Another arrogant woman, though slightly more gentle compared to Jin Mulan.
• "Xintong!" Mr. Zhong sternly reprimanded.
• "If you continue to disrespect Mr. Jiang, go back to our hometown immediately and face the wall for three months."
• His granddaughter had truly infuriated him.
• Today, he had brought her along to meet Jiang Nan in order to make a good first impression.
• His granddaughter lacked knowledge in medicine, so he wanted to use this opportunity to establish a good relationship with Jiang Nan and exchange medical knowledge.
• Who would have thought that this girl would ruin his carefully arranged plan as soon as she approached?
• "Ah, Mr. Zhong, there's no need to treat your granddaughter like this. It's common for people to doubt the path of medicine."
• "I appreciate others' doubts, and I enjoy silencing them with my abilities."
• Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhong couldn't help but recall the scene that had unfolded in the ward earlier.
• It had left that despicable Song Qiande speechless.
• Thinking of this, Mr. Zhong started to worry a little for his granddaughter.
• Jiang Nan smiled and looked at Zhong Xintong, saying, "You called me a swindler. What if I accidentally cure your grandpa?"
• Zhong Xintong didn't hesitate to retort, "If you can cure me, I'll let you examine my body."
• "But what if you can't cure me?"
• "If you can't cure me, I'll still let you examine my body."
• Ew~
• Zhong Xintong made a disgusted face.
• "Who wants to see your ugly body? Let me see yours instead. It's a win-win situation for you."
• "Then you set the rules. Just don't go back on your word later."
• After pondering for a moment, Zhong Xintong smirked, "If you can't do it, then kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and call me 'Great-grandmother' three times."
• Jiang Nan readily agreed.
• Mr. Zhong wanted to intervene and stop his granddaughter's unreasonable behavior, but Jiang Nan stopped him.
• After all, he finally had the chance to humiliate someone, and he couldn't let this old man ruin it.
• Soon, the three of them arrived at Mr. Zhong's residence.
• Mr. Zhong, his son, and daughter-in-law all lived under the same roof.
• Inside the house, there was also an elderly man, around the same age as Mr. Zhong, who had a lively spirit and a smiling face.
• "Dad, is this the divine doctor you mentioned?"
• Mr. Zhong's son, Zhong Jianguo, also wore a skeptical expression.
• Mr. Zhong nodded.
• "Brother Jiang, let's have dinner first. The food is ready."
• Mr. Zhong politely suggested.
• Jiang Nan waved his hand, "There's no rush to eat. The most important thing is to treat the illness."
• "Otherwise, with your family's suspicion and doubts about me, I won't be able to enjoy this meal."
• Zhong Jianguo felt a little displeased.
• "Mr. Jiang, I heard that you are going to treat my father. I truly appreciate it, but..." Zhong Jianguo deliberately hesitated.
• "But what? Just say it!" Jiang Nan responded directly.
• "Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing. Even if you make a mistake, as long as Mr. Meng and I are here, my father won't encounter any major problems." Zhong Jianguo said with a serious expression.
• "Oh? Is that so? If you can handle it, then why hasn't the illness been cured until now?"
• Jiang Nan felt extremely displeased. He was only treating Mr. Zhong's grandfather out of goodwill, without expecting anything in return.
• Each member of this family regarded him with caution, even insulting him with their words.
• If he didn't demonstrate some strength, he would truly be looked down upon.
• Zhong Jianguo couldn't help but laugh out of anger. He had never encountered such an arrogant young man before.
• "Do you even know what illness my father has, to be so confident?"
• "Even the people from Jinhua Pavilion couldn't cure it. Are you sure you can?"
• "What Jinhua Pavilion? I've never heard of it," Jiang Nan said proudly.
• Zhong Xintong, standing beside him, let out a cold laugh.
• "I thought you were capable, but you don't even know about Jinhua Pavilion. You dare to call yourself a divine doctor, truly a swindler in the martial world," she sneered inwardly, relishing the opportunity to play the role of a great-grandmother for once.
• "Don't boast. If you can't even cure such a minor ailment, then Jinhua Ham Pavilion must be nothing more than a name without substance, possibly a pyramid scheme," Jiang Nan retorted sarcastically.
• The elderly man who had remained silent on the side lost his smile.
• "Young man, you possess quite the arrogance with only a modicum of skill," he said. "To claim that Jinhua Pavilion is a pyramid scheme, this old man would like to see what you are capable of."
• Mr. Zhong, caught in the tense atmosphere, felt extremely awkward sandwiched between them.
• "My skills are merely average, but I am still slightly superior to an old man like you who lacks agility," Jiang Nan replied sharply.
• "Sir, if I'm not mistaken, you came here today to ask me to examine your condition as well," Jiang Nan continued, his gaze sharp.
• He had already noticed that the old man also had a hidden ailment, with symptoms identical to Mr. Zhong's. The only difference was that one caused clumsiness in the hands, while the other affected the legs.
• The old man was slightly shocked. He hadn't moved, so how did this young man know about his leg problem?
• "It's probably just a guess. It's common for elderly people to have leg problems," Jiang Nan continued, seeing the old man's disbelief.
• "Both of you have blocked bamboo caves and darkened fish waist points, which clearly indicate liver problems."
• "Your ears and listening palace are red, indicating kidney problems."
• "Do you feel like you're being pricked by needles on both sides of your back, at the Fengmen and Xinyu acupoints during the Zi hour?"
• "It's been a long time since both of you sweated, right? You're afraid to drink water, and urinating is as difficult as constipation."
• "Is it true or not?"
• The old man was shocked!
• Mr. Zhong was also shocked!
• "How did you know?" the old man asked.
• "I know. Zhi Xiang must have told you beforehand. Otherwise, just by looking at us, you wouldn't be able to know our conditions," Jiang Nan said confidently.
• Then, the old man looked at Mr. Zhong.
• "Zhi Xiang, why did you collude with this kid? What makes him worthy of your trust?"
• Mr. Zhong was bewildered!
• "Senior brother, I didn't say anything. Have you forgotten the rules of Jinhua Pavilion?"
• "How could I have told him about my own condition?"
• The rule of Jinhua Pavilion was to never ask the patient about their condition, but to use their own medical skills to diagnose it.
• "Then... could it be this kid?"
• This time, the old man was even more shocked.
• Jiang Nan smiled and said, "Don't stare at each other here. If I'm not mistaken, both of you have been poisoned."
• Clang!
• The old man's thermos cup fell to the ground.
• Zhong Jianguo's nostrils widened in shock, and her daughter, Zhong Xintong, covered her mouth.
• Only Zhong Lao remained calm and composed.
• "So, Senior Brother, the person I, Zhong Zhixiang, have chosen, is not an ordinary person."
• The old man still refused to admit defeat.
• "Hmph, even if you can diagnose the illness, it doesn't mean you can cure it."
• Jiang Nan smiled. This old man really had a stubborn mouth.
• "Enough talking! Zhong Lao, lend me your silver needles."
• Zhong Zhixiang had already prepared the silver needles.
• "Zhong Lao, let's treat in the bathroom, because you might lose control later."
• "Okay!" Zhong Zhixiang readily agreed.
• The two then moved to the bathroom, with the woman avoiding them.
• Jiang Nan then asked Zhong Lao to undress, and Zhong Zhixiang complied.
• The old man stood by with the support of Zhong Jianguo, observing.
• Jiang Nan didn't rush to administer the needles, but first adjusted Zhong Lao's bones.
• The toxins had invaded his nerves, causing misalignment in his upper body bones.
• Without first adjusting them, there was a risk of poor recovery of the meridians.
• Jiang Nan concentrated his Qi into his palms and massaged Zhong Lao.
• His palms seemed light and ethereal, but contained a powerful hidden force.
• Wherever his palms passed, there was a crisp sound.
• This clear sound made people feel extremely comfortable, as if their whole body was unobstructed.
• At this moment, Zhong Lao only felt a tingling sensation all over his body, incredibly comfortable, and a feeling of unblocked meridians, like an epiphany.
• However, the old man standing aside at this moment had trembling lips filled with excitement.
• "Could this be the long-lost Huoyun Tui Na technique?"
• He looked at Jiang Nan in shock, "Who on earth is he?"
• Jiang Nan glanced at the old man, thinking that he was an old fellow who hadn't seen much of the world.
• Next, Jiang Nan began to administer the needles!
• He used three needles for the Yin-Yang Qiaomai, and another three for the Yin-Yang Weimai.
• The needle technique was not yet finished.
• Then, Jiang Nan took out seven silver needles and inserted them into the fingertips of the thumbs, the fingertips of the big toes, two needles into the Large Intestine Meridian, and one needle into the Bladder Meridian.
• With this combination, Zhong Jianguo and the old man beside him were almost in awe.
• "I... I... I... I dare say, the Thirteen Guardians of Divine Needles!"