He suggested that Kim Jong Kook still had a trip and needed to be busy, so Han Ankang would not delay his work because of himself. Although he had not been in South Korea for a long time, after contact and understanding, he knew that the star he met had a very good reputation in South Korea. Therefore, he soon bid farewell to Kim Jong Kook and returned to the bedroom arranged by the Choi family to meditate and refine Qi.

Although the yin and yang energy here has not been prosperous, it is much better than the Li family. Han Ankang also knows why there are so few people who have achieved success in Taoism now, and also understands why the earth is called the Dharma-Ending Age. In this era of thin spiritual energy, it is indeed difficult to cultivate to a higher level than climbing to the sky.

Fortunately, the Yin-Yang Skill he practiced, as long as there is sunshine and moon, he almost doesn’t have to worry about not being able to practice. After sighing, Han Ankang quickly entered the state of cultivation, absorbing the free yang energy around him and entering his physical strength, replenishing the Yin-Yang true qi consumed by the treatment just now.

When Han Ankang was interrupted by the knock on the door outside the room, he opened the door and saw the nurse who had been guarding Cui Zhenshan. He humbly told him that Cui Zhenshan woke up. Han Ankang didn't say much, raised his legs and closed the door and followed the nurse, and came to Cui Zhenshan who was lying half on the bed at this time.

When I saw this young Chinese doctor again, Cui Zhihao, who had just come in first, had already agreed to see ten patients for the Cui family's sake and reported to the creator of the family. In this regard, Cui Zhenshan felt that Han Ankang was worthy of being a benevolent doctor, and also told his son not to exchange any benefits with those families.

Otherwise, once Han Ankang learns about the matter, he may lose the opportunity to deepen his relationship with him. Not losing big because of small things is the wise choice of the Cui family in this matter.

Cui Zhenshan, who felt much better in spirit, said with a smile: "Thank you, Master Han, I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time. Thank you very much!"

When Han Ankang saw Mr. Cui take a break, his spirit was much better than at the beginning, he knew that his yang energy did have a very ideal symptomatic treatment effect in treating yin evil symptoms.

He smiled and said, "Old Cui, please call me Xiao Han or Dr. Han in the future. The name of this master is still exempt. I just understand the art of Qihuang, but I can't afford to be the name of a master. If Mr Cui doesn't want to destroy me, I'd better change the name of a master!"

Han Ankang felt somewhat ashamed to make such an old man call him a master. After all, there is no end to the doctor. He has just taken the first step to becoming a master, so how dare he be the master!

Seeing that Han Ankang was unwilling to accept this title, Mr. Cui did not forcefully smile and said, "Okay, as long as you don't mind me being too old, then what if I call you Xiao Han in the future?"

'It's okay, Xiao Han is pretty good. Come on, please extend your hand and I'll take your pulse for you to see how you are now!'

Han Ankang didn't mind calling him Xiao Han, who was about the same age as his grandfather. He soon focused on taking the pulse and diagnosing his illness.

After the first treatment, Han Ankang discovered that although the damage to the Yin evil energy stopped, it was because the treatment was too late. Now Cui Zhenshan's physical energy imbalance is quite serious, so it still takes some effort to smoothly adjust the order of this energy.

Soon he picked up the paper and pens prepared in the room. Han Ankang quickly wrote out a string of Chinese medicine names and gave it to Cui Zhihao to ask him to hurry up and ask him to buy it. In the evening, he was going to have another diagnosis and treatment for the old man, trying to clean up the evil spirits outside the body. As for physical strength, he needed to slowly condition it like grinding tofu in warm water, and this kind of thing would not be urgent.

In addition, Cui Zhenshan is so old that he will definitely not be able to bear the heavy medicine, so when choosing a treatment method, Han Ankang chose a gentler method as much as possible.

Taking the prescription prescribed by Han Ankang, Cui Zhihao was worried that others would buy it, so he naturally went to find an expert to choose the medicinal materials for the prescription. Han Ankang, who handed the prescription to Cui Zhihao, quickly arranged for the servants and nursing of the Cui family and quickly built an open-air stove.

With a large iron pot that can make large doses of medicines, and a large wooden barrel that can facilitate Cui Zhenshan to take a medicine bath. This unprecedented way to save the disease has also made the servants and nurses of the Cui family start to arrange these things in a mess.

When Cui Zhihao brought Li Ren, a national hospital expert who personally selected Chinese medicinal materials for him to arrive at Cui's mansion, he looked at the stove temporarily built in the yard, the big pot and wooden barrel, Cui Zhihao and Li Ren were both surprised. When they learned that this was something Han Ankang ordered to prepare, Cui Zhihao didn't say much. Soon, with the medicinal materials, Li Ren, who was strongly requesting to come over to help and see, came to the ward to hand over the medicinal materials to Han Ankang.

Looking at Li Ren whom he saw again, Han Ankang did not ask why he came here. He verified the medicinal materials he bought and told the kitchen to add some liquid food to Cui Zhenshan to fill his stomach. He also appeared next to the built stove after dinner with Cui Zhihao's warm hospitality.

Seeing that the stars were already bright, Han Ankang immediately instructed the prepared servants to light firewood and boil the water prepared into the iron pot. Then, carrying large and small bags of medicinal materials, pouring them into the large pot one by one.

When the air was filled with the smell of medicine, Han Ankang asked the nurse to take off Cui Zhenshan's loose patient clothes, and there was not even a small inner wrapped in the sensitive area. He was so naked that someone held him in a large wooden barrel.

When Cui Zhenshan realized that he was going to take a medicine bath on him, looking at the hot pot churning of the pot, Cui Zhenshan, who always considered himself brave, said in a horror: "Will you just use these medicines to bathe in the future?"

Han Ankang naturally knew what the old man was worried about and said with a smile: "Don't worry, although you will feel some scalding later, it will not hurt you. The ruptured pustules outside your body must be treated with heavy medicine, otherwise the vitality in the body will continue to be lost through these wounds.

To this end, only by solving the problem of vital energy leakage can I slowly adjust the vital energy that is missing in your body. I will use a silver needle to seal several of your acupoints to reduce your perception of pain. Believe me, I will not do anything that I am not sure about."

With this reply, Cui Zhenshan said a little embarrassedly: "Okay, then I'll bother you Xiao Han."

Seeing that Cui Zhenshan was mentally prepared, Han Ankang quickly put a few needles on him. After he got the silver needle, he asked someone to take a wooden spoon over and pick up a spoonful of hot potion from the rolling medicine soup.

He said with a gentle look: "Old man, you will feel a little hot and painful later, but I hope you can bear it. When you get used to this temperature, you will tell me in time that I will take a medicine bath with you when I can finish it. Can you do it?"

Mr. Cui, who was ready to die, also gritted his teeth and said, "Come on! I'm not afraid!"

As Cui Zhenshan finished speaking, a scene that made everyone present feel a little scared. Han Ankang seemed not worried at all. If this hot medicine soup fell down, it would make people burst into tears. He slowly poured the medicine soup down from the wound behind Cui Zhenshan.

Looking at the constant twitching at the corner of Cui Zhenshan's mouth and the heat rising after the medicine soup fell, the Cui family, who had arrived at Cui Zhihao, who was still scared and did not dare to disturb him. The female members of the Cui family, who were more emotional, looked at Cui Zhenshan's mouth twitching, thinking that the old man was gritting his teeth and holding on, and also let out a sad sob.

Looking at the Cui family's heartache, Han Ankang could only smile bitterly: "You don't have to be so sad. Although the medicine soup is a bit hot when it falls, it is more of the medicine soup that penetrates into the wound, causing pain to the old man.

It will hurt means that the medicine is effective. If you don’t believe it, please ask the old man, the actual pain of this medicine soup is similar to the feeling you felt at the beginning when you soak your feet at night.”

After hearing Han Ankang's explanation, he felt pain, not as violent as Cui Zhenshan, who was as violent as he imagined, hurriedly said: "Okay, I know you all care about me, but what Xiao Han said is very reasonable, you don't have to be too sad. The medicine soup poured on his body was really not as hot as he imagined. I just felt itchy and painful in the wound, so I gritted my teeth and stood up. It's okay!"

With his advice, the Cui family members felt a little relieved. Han Ankang used medicinal soup to soak Cui Zhenshan's front and back. He asked Cui Zhenshan if he had adapted to the pain and received a nodded reply. The servant who was standing aside to help, and quickly poured the hot potion in the pot into the wooden barrel with a wooden spoon.

As the iron pot of medicine was poured into the water, Cui Zhenshan, who was left with only one head outside the medicine soup, suddenly changed his previous gritting teeth, and smiled comfortably and said, "Uh! Why do I feel more comfortable as I soaked?"

Han Ankang smiled and said, "This is the medicine that cleans the yin evil spirits outside your body. If you remove the disease, you will feel comfortable. However, you still have to soak in the wooden barrel for a while and wait until the temperature of the medicine soup drops. Then, depending on the treatment situation, I will decide your next treatment method."

Cui Zhenshan, who was already shocked by Han Ankang's seemingly shocking medical skills, said with an extremely relaxed expression at this moment: "Okay, you can treat it anyway. Anyway, you saved my old life. It's okay, treat it boldly!"

This made Han Ankang laugh and cry, and also attracted the Cui family, who was concerned about his situation, to burst into tears and laughed. I felt that Cui Zhenshan could say such jokes, which proved that he really believed in Han Ankang's treatment. This also means that the authority of the Cui family finally did not have to face the threat of death.
Chapter completed!