“I was only ten years old when my grandfather and father had their accidents, so I was unable to learn the family’s medical skills. Please, Mr. Lin, give me some guidance.” Fan Shao’s tone was somewhat forlorn.
"It's alright, but this kind of pill can only alleviate the damage to the bones and muscles and delay the onset of the disease at most. The patient who took it will not live past sixty-six years old." Xiaocao's tone softened, but she still looked down on the pill in Lin Yao's hand.
Lin Yao had a plan. He knew he had to show off his skills now, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get the other party's attention, and his plan to obtain endless medicinal herbs for Xiaocao would definitely be hindered.
"This..." Lin Yao pretended to be a little embarrassed, his tone hesitant, "It's better than the previous one, but it should be no more than sixty years old."
"Mr. Lin!" Two frightened voices rang out at the same time. Yi Potian and Fan Shao shouted loudly, startling Lin Yao. Yi Yang was also shocked and looked at his father and Fan Shao in surprise.
Suppressing her emotions, Fan Shao stood up straight, straightened her clothes with both hands, bowed to Lin Yao, and performed an ancient disciple's salute, saying, "Please do not hesitate to teach me, sir."
Lin Yao dodged Fan Shao's bow, waving his hands repeatedly in refusal, saying, "Don't do that, I can't accept it. What's wrong with you?"
Seeing that Yi Yang was also full of surprise, Yi Potian's voice slowly rang out, "The lifespan of the Yi family before the Fan family's incident was sixty-six years. No one has ever been able to exceed this number by chance. Even if they had advanced to the Heaven level before, they were destined to die with all their bones broken at the age of sixty-six."
“Yang’er, haven’t you always wondered why the family genealogy and register only recorded the ages of those who died young or for other reasons, but never the ages of those who died of old age? Actually, that’s because that age didn’t need to be recorded before; it was always sixty-six, without exception. Only after the Fan family’s incident did the lifespan limit for the Yi family become fifty years old. Alas…” Yi Potian sighed, his gaze towards Lin Yao filled with longing, as if he had seen the most precious thing in the world, making Lin Yao feel a chill run down his spine.
“Mr. Lin…” Fan Shao was struggling internally, his face flushed red, even his ears and neck turned red. He couldn’t bring himself to spy on other people’s skills, but decades of hard work and struggle had not yielded results. Now that someone was there to guide and solve his problems, how could he not be itching to do so?
"I can help the Yi family solve the problem of the 66-year-old, but you must give me medicinal herbs, a lot of medicinal herbs." Lin Yao knew Fan Shao's plan, but he couldn't agree. Xiao Cao hadn't given him the prescription yet, and he didn't even know the specific solution himself, let alone teach it to others.
The treatment now relying on the herb is completely different from the medical skills Lin Yao learned at home and school. At least the mysterious medicinal gas and poison gas are completely different. Although some things can be barely explained by the Yin and Yang of traditional Chinese medicine, it is not very meaningful.
Lin Yao had no intention of instructing Fan Shao. He still needed to obtain as many medicinal herbs as possible from the Yi family. Once the technology was leaked, Xiao Cao's "food" would be lost. He wanted Xiao Cao to grow up as soon as possible and see what her final form would be like.
The room fell silent, so Lin Yao broke the silence, "Mr. Yi, I can help you heal your injuries and improve your skills. Now, I need the most medicinal herbs I can get."
The other three visibly trembled, and ecstasy appeared on their faces, which made Lin Yao feel a little strange. Was this sentence really that powerful?
"No problem, Yang'er, prepare the medicinal herbs immediately according to Mr. Lin's requirements, right away!" Yi Potian almost shouted, his loud voice making the room buzz and echoing endlessly.
Yi Yang vanished in a flash, leaving only the swaying door indicating the direction he left from. His speed surprised Lin Yao, far exceeding that of Banan.
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Chapter 130 Yi Potian's Advancement
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As required, the medicinal herbs piled up in Lin Yao's room had all their packaging removed. The precious wild ginseng and various wild herbs were piled together in their bare packaging. The Yi family members who delivered the herbs all had expressions of unbearable pity on their faces, feeling sorry for the wasted herbs.
Yi Yang, who personally arranged for the delivery of the medicinal herbs, was also full of surprise. The corner of the room was piled with the medicinal herbs that had been delivered last time, but only the packaging remained. The herbs inside had obviously been taken out. The question was, where did those herbs go? The Yi family members who had been monitoring Lin Yao and the other two assured that Lin Yao and Ge Yong had not taken anything out of the courtyard. Ge Yong and Banan had only been practicing grappling techniques and other physical skills in the courtyard and had not even gone out.
Lin Yao was in a good mood when he saw the medicinal herbs piled on the ground on a whole piece of cotton cloth. However, he was also puzzled as to why Yi Yang couldn't even come up with a few million yuan before. Although he had been suppressed by the rival family, he could easily sell some of the medicinal herbs on the ground for more than a few million yuan. Among them were many genuine wild ginseng from Changbai Mountain, which could fetch tens of thousands to millions of yuan per plant.
"Boss, this is..." Banan didn't know much about medicinal herbs, but the pile of herbs in front of him, which looked like free rotten vegetables, was still quite eye-catching.
“These are the raw materials.” Lin Yao didn’t explain much, then turned to Ge Yong and said, “Brother, why don’t you arrange for your wife and Ruan Lingling to come over and bring the two little ones with you? It seems I’ll be staying here for a while. Lili is in a bad mood right now, and I’m afraid it will affect his treatment.”
Ge Yong hummed in agreement. He knew a lot about medicinal herbs. In order to help Nannan get better, he had seen many Chinese medicines. Smelling the medicinal aroma in the air and seeing the shape of the herbs on the ground, he absolutely did not believe that these herbs were cheap street vendor goods. He never expected that Lin Yao would mess them up like this.
"Brother Lei, I'll make some pills and some medicine later. When you get back to Chengdu, have the nurses add them to Brother Hu's IV drip. The pills are for everyone in the security team; they'll be beneficial for your injuries." Lin Yao began giving instructions. After learning about the Fan family's pills, Xiao Cao immediately made improvements. The pills Lin Yao was making would be much more effective than the authentic Fan family pills and would be very helpful for the veteran's remaining injuries.
Close the door, take the medicine, make the medicine. Little Grass moaned with pleasure, her seductive sounds making Lin Yao suffer, even arousing his own erection. In the end, he had to stop the burgeoning erection by blocking the flow of blood and qi.
Yi Potian, who originally lived on the outskirts of Yi Family Town, was also moved to the main residential complex, right next to Lin Yao's courtyard. Of course, the level of protection was significantly enhanced, and even Lin Yao could feel the aura and energy hidden on the guards.
"Mr. Lin, is it possible to improve the skills of all the Yi family members?" Yi Potian, who was taking off his clothes as instructed by Lin Yao, asked the question he was most concerned about. Lin Yao's previous answer was not very certain, and he had been worried about it.
"Although I haven't seen the 'Yi Jin Jue' before, I'm basically fine with it. I'll be able to draw a conclusion after treating you. It will take about three days. You'll need to prepare more medicinal herbs," Lin Yao replied casually, while also making his request.
There was too much medicinal powder in the room, and Lin Yao was too lazy to flush it down the toilet, worried about clogging the drain. He figured Ge Yong had already arranged for it to be cleaned up, and the Yi family would soon know where the herbs had gone. After absorbing the herbs scattered on the floor, the grass sprouts had changed, and the stems had grown considerably. Lin Yao now hoped his method would work; after repairing Yi Potian's injuries, he hoped his power would increase.
"Let's begin." Lin Yao took out all the gold and silver needles. Three gold needles coiled into a spiral circle shone brightly under the bright lights of the room, while rows of silver needles reflected a cold, bluish light.
Under Fan Shao's increasingly shocked gaze, Lin Yao finished the treatment. Through acupuncture and needle insertion, he injected concentrated medicinal liquid extracted from herbs into the acupoints near Yi Potian's congested tendons and bones and severely damaged areas. This medicinal liquid was extremely effective, repairing Yi Potian's broken tendons and ligaments at a speed visible to the naked eye. The obvious cool and refreshing sensation put Yi Potian into a deep sleep.
"You're from the Lin family? This is the Lin family's Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique." After a long while, Fan Shao stared at Lin Yao and said loudly.
"The Lin family? My maternal grandfather's surname is indeed Lin, but I've never heard of his family being an ancient medical family. There are only a few people in his family, and I haven't seen any particularly outstanding medical skills." Lin Yao was also surprised. Fan Shao's immediate mention of the Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique puzzled him. Could it be that his maternal grandfather's family was also a famous family of doctors?
"The Lin family is a collateral branch of the Shen family. Four hundred years ago, they created the Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique, which consists of a total of eighteen needles. Each additional needle represents a different level of skill. Apart from the Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique, the Lin family does not have any other remarkable medical skills." Fan Shao's voice was very steady, as if a news anchor were calmly stating a fact.
"Eighteen needles? Isn't it twelve?" Lin Yao quickly noticed the problem and voiced his doubts.
"The 'Fan Family Medical Canon' records eighteen needles, but the specific application techniques and methods are not recorded. I only remembered the name of this acupuncture method when I saw the vibration and ringing of the golden needles just now. Perhaps only twelve needles have been passed down." Although Fan Shao's tone was very respectful, Lin Yao could tell that he was not impressed by this acupuncture method. He thought it was not the most profound medical technique, and he was immediately disappointed.
"Is there a family of doctors named Luo?" Lin Yao continued to ask. He knew nothing about these traditions and stories, but with a good teacher by his side, he naturally wanted to learn more.
"The Luo family? The Luo family was a great family of doctors seven or eight hundred years ago. It is said that they had a set of martial arts techniques that could reach the heavens, but for some reason they quickly declined. The Fan Family Medical Canon only records one book, the Guanzhong Medical Canon, and the 'Luo Family Acupressure Technique,' and nothing else." Fan Shao explained in detail. "You know about the Luo family?"
Lin Yao understood that Fan Shao's question was aimed at his previous statement that he was not from a prominent family, so he smiled at Fan Shao and said, "My father's surname is Luo, so it should be the Luo family you mentioned. However, the Luo family doesn't have any special medical skills. The 'Guan Zhongyi Dian' is just a medical book that collects medical theories and prescriptions from hundreds of Chinese medicine schools during the late Yuan Dynasty. There's nothing special about it. I haven't heard of the Luo family's acupressure technique. They only have a set of acupressure massage methods, but I think the effect is limited. Maybe it's a little better than the acupressure massage methods on the street, but it's not very effective in treating diseases."
“Oh.” Fan Shao nodded, agreeing with Lin Yao’s statement. “Many aristocratic families decline with each generation during their succession. This is also a result of the Chinese people’s tendency to cherish their own knowledge. Family secrets are passed down orally, and even ‘the eldest son is passed on to the legitimate son, not the illegitimate son, and the eldest son is passed on to the most virtuous son.’ This inevitably leads to each generation being worse than the last. Our Fan family, for example, experienced a break in its lineage due to a chance encounter, and the Fan family’s medical skills were destined to begin to decline.”
Lin Yao didn't respond. There was a hint in Fan Shao's words that she wanted to learn from Lin Yao, or rather, obtain his teachings, so as to ensure the continuation of the Fan family's lineage. Even if Lin Yao could teach her some useful medical skills, Lin Yao had no intention of doing so. He couldn't have such thoughts before fully understanding the other person's character. Besides, Lin Yao admitted that he himself possessed some of the traditional Chinese flaws, being overly concerned with trivial matters.
"Mr. Lin, thank you." Yi Potian's first words upon waking were words of gratitude. Although his internal energy was scarce, he could clearly feel his broken bones being rapidly repaired. A cool and extremely itchy sensation gnawed at his heart. He had to grit his teeth and remain still, otherwise he might disrupt Lin Yao's treatment.
"You're not itchy?" Lin Yao's eyes widened. He suddenly remembered the side effect of Yi Potian's recovery. Yi Potian's hands and feet didn't even tremble. Could it be that the bone healing he sensed earlier was an illusion?
"It itches, it itches a lot, sir." Yi Potian's tone was very respectful, and his eyes were full of eagerness. "But I can bear it. From the day the Yi family disciples start practicing the 'Yi Jin Jue', they must endure endless pain and torment. Don't worry, sir, I'm fine."
Lin Yao was taken aback, and a sense of admiration arose in his heart for the entire Yi family. Even though he had never experienced the pain of broken bones, he could imagine how painful it would be. The fact that the Yi family had been able to endure it willingly for decades was a testament to their unwavering willpower. No wonder he had previously felt that the twenty-five-year-old Yi Yang was mature beyond his years, and that he had always appeared as solid as a rock, except when it came to Yi Potian.