Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

Chapter 178 Taking the Pulse of the Fang Family's Youngest Son

He was in a state of panic, and seeing Feng Qingqing approaching was like seeing a lifeline. He quickly grabbed her hand and said in a somewhat uneasy voice:

"Qingqing, your uncle's illness..."

He paused for a moment before continuing:

"I'm really counting on you."

After speaking, he stared at Feng Qingqing without blinking, as if he would keep staring at her if she didn't agree.

Feng Qingqing felt somewhat helpless. Since she had said so, she would definitely do her best if needed.

But there was nothing he could do but nod solemnly to Old Master Fang.

It was just a consolation.

Fang's other children, who had just been taking care of the unconscious Li Wenjing, returned to the living room and began to recall Feng Qingqing's diagnosis of Fang.

Their expressions were also very serious.

Uncle Fang is the pillar of our family. If something happens to him, the Fang family will be greatly affected, and they can't afford to lose that.

This is much more serious than my younger brother being in the hospital.

Although the girl looked young, everyone had just watched Feng Qingqing perform the acupuncture procedure indoors and felt that she must have some real skills.

At this moment, the group of people were all thinking at the same time about which hospital in Beijing would be more suitable for the examination.

Tomorrow, no matter what, we must take Uncle Fang to the hospital for a full check-up. Even if we don't drag or lift him, we have to carry him there.

The group gritted their teeth and resolved that they would not dare to delay even for a single day.

Uncle Fang probably already guessed what his children and brothers were thinking, and without being urged by anyone, he quietly began to make arrangements:

"Since Qingqing has said so, let's arrange for her to have a physical examination tomorrow morning."

He knew his own body was in good condition, and judging from the expressions of his children, he knew he couldn't escape it this time.

That would be better to just do it directly.

Moreover, he knew his role at home and dared not easily allow himself to lie down.

Hearing his arrangement, everyone felt a little relieved.

Although it is unknown whether Feng Qingqing's claim of cancer is true, at least Uncle Fang's positive attitude in cooperating is commendable.

Later that evening, after everyone had eaten a few bites of food haphazardly, Feng Qingqing returned to the guesthouse with Grandpa Fang and the others.

Everyone has already arranged a time to meet tomorrow.

Back at the guesthouse, Feng Qingqing knew that Old Master Fang was not in the mood to rest, so she followed her two brothers to Old Master Fang's room.

At this moment, Old Master Huang looked haggard, and his complexion was still somewhat unpleasant.

Seeing the group enter, he mustered his spirits and looked at Feng Qingqing with a glimmer of hope:

"Qingqing, look at your uncle's cancer..."

Although he believed in Feng Qingqing's medical skills, he still harbored a sliver of hope that Feng Qingqing's diagnosis was wrong.

After a moment's hesitation, Feng Qingqing decided to tell the truth:

"Godfather, actually the best way to detect cancer is to go to the hospital for a CT scan. It's very clear that way. Tonight I only took your pulse..."

When Grandpa Fang heard Feng Qingqing say that, his hope was slightly rekindled.

But after hearing what Feng Qingqing said next, his heart jumped again.

"From my observation, my uncle has a relatively high probability of having cancer."

Grandpa Fang rested his head on his hands, sighed, as if all his energy had been drained away.

No one was in the mood to talk anymore. The old man waved his hand, and the group left the room.

The next morning, because of what happened the night before, the other children of Uncle Fang's family, including Li Wenjing who had already woken up and was now in slightly better spirits, all rushed to the hospital.

After receiving acupuncture treatment from Feng Qingqing yesterday, Li Wenjing felt much more comfortable when she woke up this morning.

Unlike the previous few mornings when I felt groggy and lightheaded, I didn't feel dizzy or lightheaded when I woke up.

This will make you feel not only physically comfortable, but also mentally much clearer.

When she told Uncle Fang and his children about her feelings that morning, they were all quite surprised.

No one expected that the young girl's subtle display of skill would be so impressive.

When they arrived at the hospital, Li Wenjing was much more enthusiastic than she had been the day before.

He patted Feng Qingqing's hand, and everything was understood without words.

Uncle Fang is of a high rank, and his children had made arrangements in advance last night.

The inspection at this time is just a step-by-step check.

Soon, around 10 a.m., the inspection was completed.

However, due to the large number of items, the test results will not be available until 3 p.m. at the earliest.

At this point, Uncle Fang wanted to go back to work, but Li Wenjing, who was already like a frightened bird, stopped him. There was no way she would agree to let Uncle Fang go back.

Everyone could only stay in Fang Guangying's hospital room, anxiously waiting for the test results.

Meanwhile, Feng Qingqing had already begun treating Fang Guangying.

Uncle Fang had his check-up in the morning, and the whole family was in a flurry of activity.

She did not take any action at that moment.

Because of Fang Guangjin's special status, she had to begin taking his pulse with his family members present throughout the process.

Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, it's hard to say what will happen.

Grandpa Fang also strongly agreed with this.

At this moment, Uncle Fang was pulled into the ward by Li Wenjing. When he saw that Feng Qingqing was about to take his youngest son's pulse, he calmed down.

He also wanted to hear what Feng Qingqing thought after taking his pulse.

In the morning, Feng Qing had already communicated with Fang Guangying's attending hospital.

At this moment, she sat alone by the hospital bed, her hand on Fang Guangying's pulse.

He gazed into deep thought.

After a while, she felt that the man's pulse was difficult and rough, like a light knife scraping bamboo, sluggish and not smooth, with a slow and uneven rate, and the strength of the pulse was also uneven.

It presents a state of disharmony and imbalance.

There is obvious bruising.

Then Feng Qingqing paid special attention to Fang Guangying's internal view.

All other internal organs showed normal results.

Only the head has a few tiny, irregularly distributed dots, which are distributed throughout the brain.

This is different from when I took Uncle Fang's pulse yesterday.

Uncle Fang was a dark spot, as black as ink, and the size of the spot was significantly larger than Fang Guangying's head.

After realizing this situation, Feng Qingqing pondered for a long time.

She pondered this over the past two days and finally guessed that the origin of this internal view might be the pulse map she obtained from the space.

This will provide more help for her later treatment.

Feng Qingqing thought that she could try acupuncture to see if the small black spots all over Fang Guangying's head could be faded away.

If possible, Fang Guangying should be able to wake up.

But she wasn't entirely sure; she wasn't 100% certain.

But for now, we can only give it a try.

Everyone watched as Feng Qingqing sat there, motionless for a long time, her brows furrowed.

After a long while, Grandpa Fang finally couldn't hold back any longer and quietly walked up to Feng Qingqing.

Hearing footsteps, Feng Qingqing, having just sorted out her thoughts, opened her eyes.

Upon seeing this, Old Master Fang immediately asked:

"Qingqing, how is it? Is it possible to treat it?"