Luo Youmeng stepped in front of Zhang Yang, and under the confused gazes of the Luo family members, she said.
"Grandpa's condition is very different from Elder Guan's."
"And Sister Zixia just said that Grandpa can only hold on for half an hour once he wakes up."
"Therefore, I disagree with Zhang Yang making a move. Who will be responsible if something goes wrong!"
After speaking, Luo Youmeng looked at Liao Zixia for help.
Today, it was the Qin family's butler who contacted her, saying that Liao Zixia would help her.
This led to the scene before Zhang Yang and the others arrived.
Liao Zixia pondered for a moment.
She had absolute confidence in her medical skills.
After all, their master, the eight of them, was that omnipotent expert.
And Liao Zixia had deeply inherited her master's medical skills.
After careful consideration.
Liao Zixia confirmed that there was indeed no way to cure Elder Luo and echoed her support.
"Youmeng is right. Elder Luo is only hanging on by a thread. If someone makes a rash move, the risk is very high."
As Liao Zixia's words fell, the Luo family members in the pavilion fell silent.
It was indeed the case.
Although both old men were cardiac patients, their conditions were vastly different.
If something were to happen.
Who could bear the responsibility.
Clearly.
Everyone had thought of this, and their hearts began to waver.
"Youmeng makes sense, let's forget it for now."
"We should make plans and take our time. After all, Grandpa is still alive in this state."
"If anyone else in Jiangnan City has ideas about the Luo family, they'll have to think twice."
"..."
Seeing that all the Luo family members supported her.
Luo Youmeng felt a little smug and admired her ability to adapt.
"You're all being too long-winded. It's just a few needles, are you going to save him or not?" Zhang Yang frowned.
If it weren't for helping Han Xiyao and winning over the Luo family.
Zhang Yang would have wanted to turn hostile long ago.
Luo Yiren's expression was grim, and she walked to Zhang Yang's side.
Her breath like orchids, she whispered into his ear.
"Zhang Yang, how confident are you?"
"It's just a few needles, why ask how confident I am?" Zhang Yang retorted.
Luo Yiren looked at Zhang Yang seriously.
Seeing his confidence, and then looking at her grandfather on the bed, who was living a life worse than death.
The reason these Luo family members didn't let Zhang Yang try.
Was because.
Although Elder Luo was not awake, he was at least alive.
This would serve as a strong deterrent to the outside world.
After all, as long as the person was not dead, the relationship remained.
However.
This was not what Luo Yiren wanted!
She wanted her grandfather to live a healthy life like an ordinary person!
Suddenly!
Luo Yiren's expression turned cold.
It was time to make an example of someone!
With that, she slapped Luo Youmeng swiftly!
Slap!
Luo Youmeng did not expect Luo Yiren to attack so suddenly.
Caught off guard, she was sent staggering back by Luo Yiren's slap.
But.
This was just the beginning. Luo Yiren pressed forward.
She grabbed Luo Youmeng's hair and slapped her again.
At the same time.
She lifted her right knee and struck Luo Youmeng's abdomen, causing her to curl up on the ground in pain and wail.
"I've tolerated you for a long time. If you dare to stop me from saving my grandfather again, see if I dare to kill you!"
This!
Luo Yiren was silent until she acted.
The moment she acted, she had already knocked down Luo Youmeng, that scheming and manipulative woman.
Luo Zhiming and the other Luo family members were stunned.
Just as they were about to say something, Luo Yiren spoke first!
"All of you, shut up! If anything happens to Grandpa, I'll take full responsibility!"
Luo Yiren's expression was cold, and no one dared to meet her gaze.
Even Luo Zhiming fell silent.
Actually.
If one were to be strict, Luo Yiren's authority within the Luo family was even greater than Luo Zhiming's, the next in line to be the family head.
It was just that.
Luo Yiren had always disdained to use it.
"Yiren, have you thought this through? If something really happens, what will you use to take responsibility?" Luo Zhiming said after thinking for a moment.
"I'll return all the authority Grandpa gave me to you!" Luo Yiren said coldly.
Luo Zhiming's heart was slightly stirred. He pretended to ponder with a poker face, then nodded.
"Alright, then let Zhang Yang try. But if there's an accident."
He left his words half-said, looking at Luo Yiren seriously.
"You must hand over all the authority you hold to me."
Luo Yiren's face was filled with a desolate smile. "Okay, I promise you!"
"Zhang Yang, you can make your move. I'll take the blame if anything happens!"
Feeling Luo Yiren's trust, Zhang Yang also nodded seriously in response.
However.
As he was about to make a move, Liao Zixia suddenly stepped forward.
"Zhang Yang, are you sure you have confidence? If the success rate is not high, don't try it lightly."
Although.
Liao Zixia and Zhang Yang were somewhat rivals.
But as a doctor, Liao Zixia still had her principles.
Elder Luo was unconscious, but he still had a glimmer of hope.
If this glimmer of hope were preserved, there might be a chance for him to live.
Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly leaned close to Liao Zixia.
He buried his head in Liao Zixia's neck and took a deep sniff before she could react.
This impertinent act instantly stunned everyone.
Liao Zixia, as the person involved, blushed furiously and reprimanded.
"You scoundrel, what are you doing!"
With that.
Liao Zixia felt offended and slapped him directly!
Zhang Yang, who was in a state of confusion, directly grabbed Liao Zixia's wrist.
He murmured with a suspicious tone.
"Strange, this scent is not right."
It turned out.
Zhang Yang's impertinent behavior just now.
Was to verify whether the lace fabric he found at home last night.
Was the same as the body scent on Liao Zixia.
However, this verification.
Led to a significant discrepancy.
Liao Zixia had a faint scent of medicinal herbs.
This was different from the faint floral scent of the lace fabric at home.
What was going on?
Had he guessed wrong?
Had Liao Zixia not infiltrated his home?
"Are you going to let go or not!" Liao Zixia shouted angrily when she saw Zhang Yang lost in thought.
At this moment.
Her wrist was still being held by Zhang Yang!
"Ah?~"
Zhang Yang, who had snapped back to reality, apologized profusely.
"I'm sorry, I might have mistaken you for someone else."
Releasing Liao Zixia's hand, Zhang Yang looked very suspicious.
Meanwhile, Liao Zixia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this scoundrel Zhang Yang did not go any further.
"You ungrateful dog, I really shouldn't have advised you. Let's see how you handle this later," Liao Zixia said unpleasantly.
"It was indeed my fault for offending you just now," Zhang Yang said with a wry smile.
"But please don't measure my medical skills with your limited perspective."
"Heh, I have limited skills, do you know who my master is?" Liao Zixia laughed angrily.
"Let alone Jiangnan City, there are very few people in the entire Huaguo whose medical skills can compare to mine."
Zhang Yang shrugged, not wanting to argue with her further.
"If that's the case, then it's truly a tragedy for Chinese medicine."
After speaking.
Zhang Yang's expression turned serious.
The true qi within his body was directly mobilized.
Instantly, a gentle stream of true qi appeared in his right palm.
Then, to everyone's curiosity.
Zhang Yang held a needle in his right hand and quickly inserted six needles into Elder Luo's chest.
After the six needles were inserted, Zhang Yang's palm true qi attached itself to the silver needles.
He directly made the silver needles rotate on their own, and wisps of white gas emanated from the needles.
This move by Zhang Yang was definitely impressive.
Everyone stared at the constantly rotating, steaming silver needles on Elder Luo's chest.
Expressing their amazement.
"So amazing, I've never heard of silver needles being able to rotate on their own."
"And look at that white gas, it's even more peculiar, truly unheard of."
"It seems that Zhang Yang has real skills."
"..."
As the saying goes, amateurs make noise, while professionals see the skill.
Witnessing Zhang Yang's entire acupuncture process, Liao Zixia's expression was exceptionally complex.
She stared at Zhang Yang, sometimes disbelieving, sometimes surprised, sometimes terrified.
She exclaimed.
"Three needles are celestial, six needles are divine, and nine needles can reach the heavens!"
"This... is this the legendary Nine Needles of Yama, lost for thousands of years?!"