Silver Fox’s words made Old Ma pause slightly. He nodded after a moment. "Alright, I’ll send a message to the Little Divine Doctor."
Zhu Yanyi received the message from Old Ma and passed it to Luo Gang. After reading it, Luo Gang said calmly, "Miss, the Red Wolf Mercenary Group isn’t very strong, but they have many members. If we don’t deal with them, they might harass you from time to time. Or, to achieve their goals, they might use any means necessary, which could endanger Uncle Dao Shun Yao and the others."
Zhu Yanyi pondered for a moment. "What do you think is the best course of action?"
"Strike first and eliminate the Red Wolf Mercenary Group," Luo Gang stated directly.
"That’s a viable option, but do you know where the Red Wolf Mercenary Group is located?" Zhu Yanyi asked.
"I will discuss it with Wang Ye and the others, then make arrangements. Once we find their踪迹 (traces), we will eliminate them immediately," Luo Gang replied.
Zhu Yanyi considered this briefly. "Very well. Although knowing the enemy is important, I don’t think we need to know too much about the Red Wolf Mercenary Group." In truth, Zhu Yanyi had heard of the terrible reputations of the three major mercenary groups: Red Wolf, Crocodile, and Ghost Wolf. Hearing too much about them might only pollute her ears.
She then added, "Brother Luo, please buy more plants and place some around our courtyard. Greenery is quite important recently."
Luo Gang didn’t know what Zhu Yanyi intended to do, but she knew she had secrets unknown to others, and these secrets were closely tied to plants. So, when she spoke, she nodded slightly. "I will have people plant more flowers or place some potted plants around the courtyard."
Zhu Yanyi smiled and nodded. She knew Luo Gang’s capabilities. Since she had agreed, she didn’t need to do anything else.
Luo Gang acted quickly. Within half a day, the area around the courtyard was filled with potted plants, even in the corners.
Zhu Yanyi’s spirit projection statement had drawn more attention to her, but she seemed unconcerned. She spent her time either at home or at the hospital. Recently, three new patients had arrived at the hospital—the first batch of foreign patients seeking her help.
Ed Murphy was a man from Country Y. She had a tumor in her throat, commonly known as laryngeal cancer. Unable to eat, she had become emaciated, with skin barely covering her bones. Western medicine in her country had deemed surgery impossible, classifying it as late-stage. Ed had been waiting at home for death until she heard about the Little Divine Doctor. Accompanied by her wife, she came to China to seek Zhu Yanyi’s treatment.
Laura O’Philly was a woman from Country F. She loved rock climbing. At twenty-one, an accident during a climb caused her spine to shatter, leaving her paralyzed for five years.
Linda Green was a woman from Country E. She had lost her sight due to an accident. However, her condition was better than Zhu Xinfu’s. Zhu Xinfu had lost her eyes, while Linda’s eyes were still intact, but there was bruising on her retina. She was afraid to undergo random surgery. Hearing that Chinese acupuncture was powerful, she came to China. Upon hearing of Zhu Yanyi’s reputation as the Little Divine Doctor, she applied for treatment.
The three patients had different causes for their illnesses. Zhu Yanyi had only briefly reviewed their files. To determine the actual situation, she needed to diagnose them herself.
She assigned the three patients to adjacent rooms. First, she went to see Linda.
Linda was a woman in her thirties, very beautiful. If not for her lifeless eyes, she could have competed in the Miss World pageant. Although she was a bit older, her youthful appearance masked her flaws. Her boyfriend, Che尔夫 (Cherlf), accompanied her.
Zhu Yanyi entered, placed her medical box down, and without asking about the illness, said directly, "Ms. Linda, I need to take your pulse first."
"Is that the legendary pulse-taking?" Linda asked cheerfully.
Zhu Yanyi smiled. "You can understand it that way." She took out a pulse pillow and placed it on the table beside her. Cherlf carefully placed Linda’s hand on the pillow, and Zhu Yanyi began to take her pulse.
The file only mentioned that bruising had pressed on her retinal nerves. However, after examining her, Zhu Yanyi found it was more complex. She withdrew her hand. "Linda, I’ll be direct."
"The Little Divine Doctor can speak freely. Since I came for treatment, I didn’t expect to remain ignorant of my condition," Linda answered seriously.
Zhu Yanyi nodded with a smile and continued, "Your blindness isn’t just due to bruising pressing on your retinal nerves. One of your retinal nerves is broken. Therefore, surgery is necessary to reconnect the broken nerve."
"Is it dangerous?" Linda asked.
"Not dangerous. You just need to sleep during the surgery," Zhu Yanyi said with a smile.
Linda seemed surprised. "This surgery sounds like it has high requirements."
Zhu Yanyi chuckled lightly. "Yes, generally speaking, especially in Western medicine, the requirements are indeed high. However, Chinese medical surgery differs somewhat from Western surgical techniques. Of course, there are some similarities, such as not eating anything after 8 PM the night before surgery, not even drinking water, and going to bed before 9 PM."
"I can certainly do that. But can you really tell that my retinal nerve is broken just by taking my pulse?" Linda looked skeptical.
Zhu Yanyi smiled. "Whether it’s true or not isn’t important. If you don’t believe me, you can get a CT scan or an MRI to confirm."
Linda thought for a moment. "I’d like to get an MRI." It wasn’t that she didn’t believe Zhu Yanyi; she just wanted to confirm.
"Alright, I’ll write the order for you. You can go now," Zhu Yanyi said without anger. She filled out the form and sent them for the MRI. Then, she went to Ed’s room.
Ed was very thin, with no flesh left on her bones. Her spirit had withered due to long-term illness. When she saw Zhu Yanyi, her eyes lit up. "Little Divine Doctor."
Zhu Yanyi nodded slightly, took out the pulse pillow, and placed it down. As always, she started by taking her pulse.
Ed’s condition was poor. The tumor in his throat had begun to ulcerate, meaning he was in the late stages of laryngeal cancer. Without timely treatment, he might not live more than half a month. No wonder Western medicine had deemed him hopeless; according to conventional standards, he truly was.
Zhu Yanyi withdrew her hand and looked at Ed. "Mr. Ed, I’ll be direct. Your laryngeal cancer is in the late stage, and the cancer cells are spreading. Even with surgery, the cancer cells cannot be completely removed. Therefore, I will first seal the area around your throat to prevent the cancer cells from spreading. Naturally, you won’t be able to eat. I will use my specially formulated nutrient solution to maintain your physiological functions through intravenous infusion until all the cancer cells are eliminated and you recover. This period might be long, meaning you won’t be able to enjoy good food for a while."