From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor-Chapter 378 - 353: Sequelae of Facial Paralysis

Zhao Feiyang said, "I think having Pei Lin join the leadership of the health sector is inappropriate."

Tang Jinglun laughed heartily, "You’re trying to avoid suspicion, that’s fine, we appoint the worthy regardless of kinship." He had anticipated Zhao Feiyang’s opposition.

Zhao Feiyang stated bluntly, "I don’t believe she has the capability to handle the tasks you’ve assigned."

Tang Jinglun smiled and said, "You’re implying I have poor judgment."

Zhao Feiyang said, "That’s not what I mean. I know her quite well; her perspective in handling matters is lacking. If she’s in that position, I worry it might affect the overall business development in the future."

Tang Jinglun said, "Feiyang, are you worried that I’m using Pei Lin to restrain you?"

"I never thought about it that way." Even if Zhao Feiyang had thought about it, he wouldn’t admit it openly.

Tang Jinglun said, "Since you say so, we’ll drop it. However, my god-sister might be disappointed."

Zhao Feiyang didn’t expect things to go so smoothly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Rest assured, I’ll explain it to her clearly."

Tang Jinglun asked, "By the way, how’s the progress on the hospital under the joint-stock system?"

Zhao Feiyang said, "It’s already in the foundation stage."

"Good. Feiyang, prepare to commence construction on the Healthy Elderly Care Hospital as soon as possible. This project is next year’s top priority for the group’s development."

Zhao Feiyang had an ominous premonition that the construction progress in Dongzhou might be affected. What exactly was Tang Jinglun planning? He was well aware of Hua Nian’s current financial situation. Tang Jinglun’s actions signaled a strategic shift in company operations and an investment focus shift.

At 9 a.m., Xu Chunliang arrived at Dongzhou Restaurant’s parking lot five minutes early. A freshly cleaned Buick business vehicle was parked there, and the driver was waiting in front of the car. Secretary Zhou and his secretary Zhang Song arrived on time; he was very punctual.

Once in the car, Secretary Zhou checked his watch, a simple Seagull watch. Fortunately, it was winter; otherwise, Xu Chunliang’s Daytona would seem a bit ostentatious. But it was okay; his official rank was low, and the watch was a gift from his father.

Zhang Song then gave the address to the driver, who drove them to their destination.

Secretary Zhou smiled at Xu Chunliang and said, "Xiaoxu, don’t feel any pressure. My old friend got facial paralysis two years ago and hasn’t recovered well. He’s consulted famous doctors from the Capital City and tried both Western and traditional medicine. Just do your best." He held hope for Xu Chunliang but not too much, considering the Capital City’s superior medical resources compared to Dongzhou.

Huichun Hall was a prestigious name in Dongzhou but not very well known in the Capital City. Secretary Zhou decided to introduce Xu Chunliang to his friend mainly because he had personally experienced Xu Chunliang’s technique.

Xu Chunliang felt no pressure; he knew Secretary Zhou was introducing him to someone significant. After driving for over ten minutes, they arrived at a secluded place amidst the hustle. Though unfamiliar with the road, he could tell from the guards at the entrance that this place wasn’t open to ordinary people.

With a prior appointment, Secretary Zhou’s secretary Zhang Song went to handle the arrangements. After a while, a tall military man came to greet them, and their car was allowed into the compound.

The military officer led in a military SUV, and the Buick followed behind slowly.

Xu Chunliang noticed that even Secretary Zhou’s breathing became softer, as he stopped speaking, gazing out the window.

The car stopped in front of a red villa hidden among green trees. Secretary Zhou asked Zhang Song and the driver to wait in the car and took Xu Chunliang into the yard. It was a modest two-story villa with a large courtyard, where an elderly man was practicing Wuqinxi.

Secretary Zhou glanced at the elderly man, dared not disturb him, and continued with the soldier towards the villa.

As they approached the door, it opened, and a tall middle-aged man emerged, smiling, "Yifeng is here!"

Secretary Zhou smiled warmly yet with a hint of reserve, "Changyuan, you look the same as ever!"

They shook hands, and Xu Chunliang noticed that the man extended one hand while Secretary Zhou used both, indicating their relationship was more than just old friends as Secretary Zhou mentioned.

Secretary Zhou introduced Xu Chunliang to the man, "This is Xu Chunliang from our Dongzhou Huichun Hall, and this is..."

The middle-aged man interrupted, "My surname is Ye. Hello, Mr. Xu." He extended his hand proactively.

Xu Chunliang shook hands with Ye Changyuan and noticed something off about his facial expression—his left mouth corner drooped, and the nasolabial fold was shallower.

Facial paralysis usually results from wind-cold attacking facial meridians, and treatment focuses on dispelling cold and unblocking meridians. Acupuncture is best during the acute phase, and generally, prognosis is good. However, there can be recurrent attacks or severe residual effects.

Ye Changyuan, fifty-four years old, maintained himself well, appearing only in his forties. He was very conscious of his image, so his current condition was troubling him. Secretary Zhou was right; Ye Changyuan had sought renowned doctors for his crooked mouth without success. He was gradually coming to terms with it.

Since he came to treat Ye Changyuan, Xu Chunliang got straight to the point and suggested taking his pulse.

Ye Changyuan already knew his purpose for coming in advance, so he directly extended his wrist to him.

Xu Chunliang diagnosed the pulse of Ye Changyuan. There was nothing unusual about Ye Changyuan’s pulse pattern. He observed Ye Changyuan’s face, asked him to puff up his cheeks, noticed that Ye Changyuan’s mouth still leaked air, and then looked at Ye Changyuan’s tongue coating.

Xu Chunliang said, "Mr. Ye, you don’t seem to be sick."

Secretary Zhou sighed inwardly; even I could see such an obvious problem, so how can you say there’s no illness?

Ye Changyuan said, "There’s nothing wrong with my body, just that my facial condition has persisted since being exposed to the wind."

Xu Chunliang shook his head and said, "It’s not a problem caused by the wind."

"Oh?"

This was the first time Ye Changyuan heard such a statement. This young one is so young; it seems he doesn’t have much experience either.

Secretary Zhou said, "Hasn’t the diagnosis been clear for some time?" He was actually reminding Xu Chunliang that many renowned doctors had already been consulted, and there was no doubt about the diagnosis.

Xu Chunliang said, "Mr. Ye, may I ask what kind of treatment you have had for your face?"

Ye Changyuan said, "I’ve had acupuncture several times, but the effects were not noticeable."

Xu Chunliang said, "I’m not referring to acupuncture."

Ye Changyuan was obviously taken aback. What was this young man talking about?

Xu Chunliang said, "Frankly speaking, your face might be suffering from drug poisoning."

Ye Changyuan retracted his dismissive attitude entirely at this point. He is someone who places great importance on maintenance, so he had begun Botox injections five years ago, but his facial condition wasn’t caused by these injections. He had suspected it before, but professional evaluations ruled out any connection to his Botox injections.

Xu Chunliang said, "That’s also the reason why your acupuncture treatments haven’t been effective. Generally, if wind-cold invades, the method is to dispel the wind and drive out the cold while relieving tendons and activating the meridians. Ma Huang Fu Zi Xi Xin Tang could be modified and used. If wind-heat invades, the method is to dispel the wind, clear heat, and promote blood and communication in the meridians. Da Qin Jiao Tang could be modified for use. But your facial paralysis is neither of those, so detoxification should be the main focus. As long as the toxin is cleared from your body, your face will immediately return to normal."

Ye Changyuan never admitted to having Botox injections. Secretary Zhou, seeing his silence, took it as tacit admission and sighed internally at how much he cherished his image.

Xu Chunliang said, "If Mr. Ye is agreeable, I can perform acupuncture for you now."

Ye Changyuan had now realized that the young man before him did have some skills, so he figured there was no harm in letting him try. Xu Chunliang intended to find a quiet room, but Ye Changyuan indicated that the living room would be fine.

Xu Chunliang did not start with facial acupuncture but took out a filiform needle and first targeted the Outer Gate Acupoint.

The Outer Gate Acupoint is located on the posterior side of the forearm, on the line connecting Yangchi and the tip of the elbow, two cun above the transverse crease of the wrist, between the ulna and radius, along the Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian, diverging to the Hand Jueyin Heart Sack Meridian, communicating with the Yangwei Meridian.

The Outer Gate Acupoint is a convergence point of the eight meridians, connected with Linqi, located at the eye corners, ears, cheeks, and neck-shoulder area. Acupuncture of the Outer Gate Acupoint can relieve tendons and activate meridians, clear heat and expel the surface, regulate qi and relieve pain.

After Xu Chunliang inserted the needle, Ye Changyuan first felt mild stabbing pain, followed by a swelling pain radiating from the needle’s center. This swelling sensation quickly expanded around, and his hand’s back felt like being tightly gripped. This feeling extended along the meridians upwards to the elbow joint and downwards to the back of the hand.

With the filiform needle continuing to penetrate deeper, the pain nearly disappeared, leaving just the sensation of heat swelling. This was the second needle sensation, with the spread range along the meridians becoming larger, extending down to the palm and fingers, and upward to the shoulder joint.

At this point, Xu Chunliang directed his Inner Strength through the filiform needle into Ye Changyuan’s body, overlaying a peculiar sensation atop the second needle feeling. Ye Changyuan initially thought it was pain but soon realized it was a silk-like coolness. The coolness traveled along his arm’s meridians, reaching the acromioclavicular joint, and continued spread along his neck.

Then Xu Chunliang took a three-edge needle and inserted it into the Guan Chong acupoint of his right hand.

The Guan Chong acupoint is the well point of the Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian. "Guan" means a pass, and "Chong" means a surge. Guan Chong indicates that the warm vapor from the meridians of the Sanjiao Meridian surges to the surface meridians through this point, with negative water being trapped inside the body. It is located at the ulnar side of the little finger of the hands, 0.1 cun from the nail.

Acupuncture of the Guan Chong acupoint expels heat to open orifices and promotes blood circulation to unblock channels.

With this prick from Xu Chunliang, it was like opening a window in the Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian, and blood surged from the Guan Chong acupoint.

Secretary Zhou watched from the side, his heart pounding; since when does acupuncture involve bleeding?

Ye Changyuan maintained his composure, gazing at the blood beads emerging from his ring finger, noticing the noticeably dark color of this blood. What puzzled him more was the sensation of heat continuously escaping from his body through the Guan Chong acupoint, akin to a balloon deflating steadily, making him somewhat uneasy; if this continued, what if something went wrong?

The back of the hand swelled considerably. Enduring the pain, I typed a Chapter and continue to ask for monthly votes. The double monthly vote period is from the 1st to the 7th, and as the event is already halfway through, I ask friends with monthly votes to please give them to Octopus as a consolation to its injured left hand!