Chapter 513: Chapter 218: Anjiang County Native? Who Is That—I Don’t Recall Anyone_2

"Alright, let’s talk about the Fire God School..."

Just as Huang Beishan spoke, his phone suddenly rang.

He gave Old Ye a helpless look, then glanced at the caller ID and frowned.

The phone note was "Zhang."

However, it was clearly not Zhang Jingcai; it was someone else, though he couldn’t recall who it was at the moment. But since he had made a note, it was obviously someone he had met before, at least considered an acquaintance. Thinking of this, Huang Beishan didn’t dwell on it and answered the call.

"Is this Old Mr. Huang?"

"Yes, it is. Who is this?" Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Huang Beishan furrowed his brow and hesitated.

"Old Mr. Huang, I’m Zhang Guangli. Many years ago, during the Traditional Chinese Medicine Doctor study session organized by the authorities, you were the instructor. I’ve attended your lecture."

Having reached Huang Beishan, Zhang Guangli promptly introduced himself.

It was something from many years ago, and coupled with the fact that he had lectured numerous times over the years, Huang Beishan couldn’t immediately remember who Zhang Guangli was. Nonetheless, considering him half a student, Huang Beishan smiled and said, "It’s been so many years; I can’t quite recall, but I have some impression. Is there something you need at this time?"

After some thought, Zhang Guangli got straight to the point: "Old Mr. Huang, I won’t be polite with you; I’ll just say it directly."

"Our county hospital received a patient with chronic kidney failure. The patient’s condition is quite severe. After the county hospital invited me for consultation, the first person I thought of was you since you successfully treated a chronic kidney failure patient before. I was thinking of inviting you over for consultation. Do you have time?

If possible, we can arrange transportation to pick you up."

To be honest, when Zhang Guangli mentioned inviting him for consultation, Huang Beishan instinctively planned to politely decline but still oddly asked, "May I first ask where it is? If it’s too far, going wouldn’t really be meaningful."

By saying this, it’s not that Huang Beishan doesn’t want to save someone.

It’s just that he is not familiar with Zhang Guangli, making it hard to agree to such matters.

Zhang Guangli, being the Dean of the County Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, surely understood the implication of Huang Beishan’s words, but he was unrelenting in his efforts.

Inviting Huang Beishan for consultation wasn’t just for the patient; it was also a chance to learn from him for a few days, especially regarding the treatment of chronic kidney failure. If he could learn something from this, absorb and integrate it, his expertise in Traditional Chinese Medicine concerning kidneys might significantly improve.

Especially given his lack in chronic kidney failure.

"Anjiang County is quite far from Yong City, but if you come, we can arrange a pickup, or you can take a flight over." Zhang Guangli continued his efforts to invite Huang Beishan.

For the patient, but also for himself.

Even if he knows it’s unlikely to succeed, he wants to strive for it.

"Anjiang?"

Huang Beishan paused and murmured to himself, "Lu seems to be from Anjiang!"

His voice was soft, and Zhang Guangli didn’t catch it. Assuming Huang Beishan thought it was too distant, he hurriedly explained, "Though Anjiang is quite far from Yong City, flying takes only about an hour. We can arrange airport pickup, which will take about another hour, totaling a journey of under three hours.

Of course, if you find transferring to be troublesome, we can arrange for a vehicle from Yong City to bring you over, though this will take slightly longer, even with a mid-journey rest, totaling around seven hours. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

In comparison, flying takes much less time."

"You might have misunderstood. It’s not that I mind the distance."

Upon hearing this, Huang Beishan realized Zhang Guangli misunderstood and explained with a smile, "I’m saying you’re seeking distant solutions while overlooking nearby resources. There is a capable person in Anjiang County who can cure the chronic kidney failure patient you mentioned."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Guangli was evidently taken aback, then chuckled bitterly, "Old Mr. Huang, you must be joking. I’m no extraordinary healer, but as the county hospital’s dean, I’m quite aware of Anjiang County’s Traditional Chinese Medicine capabilities.

Old Mr. Huang, not to boast, but regarding kidney issues, I’d say my expertise is among the best in Anjiang County. I’ve assessed the patient’s situation and have little confidence. Simply put, regarding chronic kidney failure treatment, I’m inexperienced and hesitant to prescribe medication, partly fearing limited effects.

Furthermore, I’m concerned that my treatments might delay the patient’s optimal treatment time, leading to an untreatable condition.

But if you’re saying someone in Anjiang County can cure the patient, it..."

Though unsaid, the meaning in Zhang Guangli’s words was crystal clear.

In Anjiang County, if he is helpless, it’s unlikely anyone else could do more.

This statement, Huang Beishan didn’t doubt.

For him to be the dean of the County Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he must be capable; truly incompetent individuals couldn’t hold such a position steadily.

If he says no one can cure, that’s likely true.

However, Huang Beishan knows Zhang Guangli is likely unaware that Anjiang’s Traditional Chinese Medicine circle produced a once-in-a-millennium genius, someone, despite being in his twenties, is already more adept than those who have immersed themselves in the field for fifty years.

Instead of immediately mentioning Lu Xuan to Zhang Guangli, he pressed the microphone and looked over at Zhang Jingcai and the others: "Lu mentioned coming home a few days ago; his hometown should be Anjiang, right?"

Zhang Jingcai looked at Huang Beishan in confusion, wondering why he suddenly brought Lu Xuan into the phone conversation. Still, he refrained from asking and nodded: "Yes."

Old Ye straightforwardly inquired, "What’s going on?"

"Did Lu reach out to you?"

Having confirmed Lu Xuan’s hometown is indeed Anjiang, Huang Beishan gestured to the group before removing his hand from the microphone, saying to the caller, "Here’s what I’ll do, Dean Zhang. I’ll send you a contact shortly. If he’s in Anjiang, you can reach out for consultation directly. With him, the patient’s chances of being saved are nearly guaranteed."

"Old Mr. Huang, are you saying there is a Traditional Chinese Medicine expert currently in Anjiang?" Zhang Guangli was clearly stunned, then seemingly grasped the implicit meaning in Huang Beishan’s words, becoming overjoyed.

"Who is it?" he asked eagerly.

Huang Beishan chuckled and said, "He’s originally from Anjiang and happens to be visiting family during his vacation. Upon hearing you mention Anjiang, he crossed my mind. If he’s in Anjiang, reaching out to him for consultation would be faster than asking me to come, and regarding his expertise in Traditional Chinese Medicine, it surpasses mine. If even he has no solution for the chronic kidney failure patient, I certainly won’t be able to help."

Better than Huang Beishan?

Shock filled Zhang Guangli’s heart.

Huang Beishan, a nationally renowned Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor, gave lectures he attended, which are still etched in his memory.

To exaggerate slightly, Zhang Guangli’s current achievements, including his role as the county hospital dean, greatly owe to those few lessons from Huang Beishan.

Only after that did he gradually comprehend the essence of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Otherwise, Zhang Guangli wouldn’t be where he is now.

For Huang Beishan to claim someone excels him, the shock to Zhang Guangli is imaginable.

Yet puzzlement arose in him for Huang Beishan to assert someone from Anjiang County excels, filling his mind with questions.

Though there are brilliant Traditional Chinese Medicine doctors from Anjiang County, they don’t surpass Huang Beishan, at least not in memory.