Can It Be Treated?

Long Qin kept blocking the people who tried to curry favor with Old Madam Cang. As a result, she offended many people.

Some people were jealous and could not help but mutter, "I really don't know how Long Qin's luck is so good. She can invite Old Madam Cang to the banquet just after returning from the penal planet."

Song Xuelan happened to hear this. She smiled and said, "You might not believe it, but Long Qin's medical skills are even better than my grandfather's. A few days ago, the Cang family's little young master had a fracture. Even the top medical team in Country Z was helpless. However, with a punch from Long Qin, the little young master of the Cang family ended up recovering completely, so the Cang family is indebted to her." Her voice was not low, attracting the attention of many people.

The others discussed animatedly. "Is Long Qin that good?"

"It can't be that good. It's a fracture, not a dislocation. Can it be treated with a single punch? You're bragging."

"That's right. Although I don't know anything about medicine, I know that it takes a hundred days to recover from a serious injury. How can he recover so quickly?"

Song Xuelan actually did not believe that Long Qin could treat Cang Xiaolou's fracture with one punch either, but she still wanted to speak up for Long Qin. "I didn't say that, but the doctors in the hospital did. Long Qin is a divine doctor!"

In the banquet hall, the doctor from the hospital where Cang Xiaolou was treated also participated in the banquet. Whether the matter was true or false, one would know after asking. Some guests who did not believe it really ran over to ask.

Unexpectedly, the attending doctor of Cang Xiaolou at that time, Xiao Shen, said, "We also want to know how exactly he was cured, but it's undeniable that the fracture of the Cang family's little young master was indeed cured by Miss Long. If it was the treatment plan we proposed at that time, I'm afraid we could only amputate his leg."

As soon as he said that, everyone was shocked and looked at Long Qin one after another. No matter how they looked at her, she did not look like she had brilliant medical skills. She was too young and beautiful.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties suddenly walked up to Long Qin and asked, "Miss Long, I heard that your medical skills are brilliant and even conditions that a top medical team can't do anything about are just a small problem for you. I wonder if you can cure my illness?" After saying that, he rolled up his pants. His thighs were as thin as bamboo poles and he was simply skin and bone. However, the skin five centimeters above his knees was bulging, a stark contrast to the thinness below his knees. It looked as if all the flesh on his legs had accumulated around the knee area. It was very terrifying.

Some women who were less receptive couldn't stand the visual impact and retched on the spot.

"Is that bone tumor?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

The three academicians from the Chinese Medical Research Institute also walked toward the middle-aged man. As they walked, they asked, "Is it benign or malignant?"

The middle-aged man's name was Xie Dong. Three months ago, his knee started to hurt intermittently, especially at night. It was so painful that he could not sleep. At that time, he thought that it was an inflammation of the bone joints and did not take it seriously. By the time he took it seriously, his knee had already been severely deformed. After going to the hospital for a checkup, the doctor only gave him a few words: Primary malignant bone tumor, commonly known as bone cancer.

Any illness related to cancer meant the patient was dead meat. However, everyone had a desire to live. Western medicine was useless. Xie Dong wanted to see if Chinese medicine could work. He took out his diagnosis report and handed it to Long Qin.

Long Qin flipped through it seriously.

Xie Dong let out a bitter laugh. "I have late-stage bone cancer. Western medicine recommends giving up treatment. Isn't Miss Long's medical skills better than Old Master Song's? I wonder if you can ease my pain and let me live a little longer?"

Old Madam Cang, who was sitting beside Long Qin, frowned. "Aren't you making things difficult for her? Everyone knows that bone cancer has never been cured in the history of medicine. Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for Long Qin?"

However, Xie Dong said, "Isn't Miss Long a divine doctor? She's different from other doctors. For other doctors, it's a very difficult illness. Perhaps she can easily cure it."

After being tortured by the illness for a long time, Xie Dong was already mentally exhausted. He was only in his forties, but he had already taken on this terminal illness. Many doctors said that it could not be cured. Long Qin was known as a miracle doctor, so he wanted to see if she had the ability to treat him. He wanted to see if she was just someone who was fishing for fame.

"Tsk, Long Qin is going to be slapped in the face this time." Someone sneered in their heart. Even if Song Xuelan claimed Long Qin was a "divine doctor", they were all family. It was no different from hearing Long Qin calling herself a "divine doctor", right?