Chapter 46: The Mysterious Illness at the Medical Hall (Part 2)
Shi Langzhong saw this and didn't dare to slack off, hastily standing up, frowning tightly, stretching out his hand to pinch Wang Datou's fingertips, which felt icy cold.
Then he touched Wang Dahu's Adam's apple, flipped his eyelids, and pressed two fingers on his wrist. After a while, Shi Langzhong slowly shook his head and sighed, saying:
"The spiritual energy in the mountains is dense, but the evil wind is also extremely common. Leader Wang has been poisoned by the evil wind..."
Those men suddenly became anxious, Wang Dahu also struggled to sit up from the door panel, being supported by someone, and anxiously begged Shi Langzhong:
"Since you've found the cause of my illness, is there a way to cure it? I beg of you, please save me. If Wang Dahu is cured, he will never forget your kindness and virtue."
Before he could finish his sentence, he started panting rapidly again.
"Alas!"
Shi Lang Zhong sighed again and said slowly: "I can cure you, I can also save your life, but..."
Everyone's heart was lifted up, and Wang Dahu, this sturdy man, had a look of expectation in his eyes.
He continued, "That's right, after you survive, you will inevitably become quadriplegic and lose all mobility, becoming a useless person. And it's all thanks to your timely treatment that we can't even say whether your life would have been saved or not."
"What......"
Wang Dahutu's face turned pale as he heard this, his eyes empty and hopeless, muttering to himself as he stared into the distance without a focal point.
Seeing their big brother like this, the several men simultaneously felt great sorrow. Suddenly, Wang Dahu flipped his wrist and drew out a sharp dagger from his pant leg, without thinking he stabbed it towards his own heart.
A man beside him was frightened out of his wits and rushed over to grab the dagger away, crying out in grief:
"Brother Wang, you can't do this, you really can't seek death like this."
Wang Dahutu's eyes were filled with tears, and he shouted loudly:
"Dogzi, don't stop me, let me go die. Having become a useless person, what's the point of Wang Dahu being alive?"
The man next to him hugged Wang Dahu tightly and persuaded him:
"Big brother, you're dead, what about these brothers? What about your son? In the future, Little Tiger will be left unattended and wandering the streets, is this what you want to see?"
Wang Dahai thought of his son and couldn't help but let out a loud wail.
The clinic was suddenly filled with a sorrowful atmosphere, and the people behind looked at the leader of the hunting team with pity, their eyes full of sympathy.
Wang Heji is a mountain stronghold, with many hunters. Who knows that Wang Dahu's experience will not be encountered by himself in the future? The crowd is filled with emotion, and it's not a pleasant feeling at all.
Shi Langzhong said coldly:
"Can this illness still be cured? I'm telling you, if we delay any further, it won't just be a matter of becoming a useless person... I wouldn't even dare guarantee that his life can be saved..."
"Of course it's going to be cured, it's going to be cured, let's get started as soon as possible."
The man beside him quickly helped Wang Dahu lie down. Wang Dahu looked at Shi Langzhong taking out a fine needle from behind and walking towards him, thinking of the miserable days when he would not be able to move in the future, feeling a mouthful of blood blocking his chest, and gasping violently again.
Shi Langzhong held a golden needle and was about to find the acupoint on Wang Dahu's neck when he suddenly heard a cold voice shouting:
"Slowly, Shi Langzhong, how can you be so sure that Wang Shouling was poisoned by the evil wind and not some other illness?"
Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, only to see a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with old clothes, but the air between his eyebrows was quite moving.
Shi Langzhong saw that it was Li Ruo's knife blocking him again, and the anger in his heart suddenly ignited, his face full of anger as he shouted:
"The patient's hands and feet are dark and purple, saliva is flowing from the corners of his mouth, his pulse is surging with a long and short rhythm, and he has a severe chill in his chest. These are obviously symptoms of being possessed by evil wind poison. What is there to blame?"
Shi Langzhong finished speaking and turned his head to look at Wang Datou and the others, asking in a stern voice:
"I'm asking you, is the patient dizzy and nauseous, with numbness in one limb that cannot walk?"
Wang Dahut and those men nodded in unison: "Yes."
"Does the patient have numbness of the tongue and lips, and blurred vision in front of their eyes?"
Those few people nodded in unison again: "Yes."
"Does the patient occasionally experience transient memory loss and have a vomiting sensation but nothing comes out?"
Those people listened to this man's words as if they were the voice of God, and what he said about Wang Dahu's symptoms was so vivid that it was as if they had seen them with their own eyes. They were all shocked and impressed, and nodded in unison: "Yes."
Shi Langzhong angrily hummed:
"These are all the symptoms of being poisoned by the evil wind, and the patient has them all. If it's not the evil wind poison, what is it? You little brat, this leader's life is hanging by a thread, and treatment is urgent. What are you doing here chattering away? Get out of here quickly! If you delay the treatment, you'll be responsible for his death!"
Listening to Shi Langzhong's words, those big men simultaneously glared at Li Rendao with anger in their eyes. One of the men even pointed his finger at Li Rendao and scolded: "You little brat, hurry up and leave, don't delay our treatment."
The atmosphere in the hospital suddenly became tense, and many people were dissatisfied with Li Neng's sudden turn of events.
Li Ran's expression didn't change in the slightest, and he calmly asked Shi Langzhong back:
"Shi Langzhong, what you said about these symptoms is not wrong at all. However, it's also not the case that only Zhongyao Fengdu can cause these symptoms. Have you forgotten that among the spiritual beasts, there's a strange insect called Fēng Yǔ (Wind Whisperer), which is only as big as a human fingernail? Being bitten by such a spirit insect will also result in similar symptoms."
Shi Langzhong was stunned again, and he vaguely remembered that his master had said something like this when he was learning from him. However, he had never seen a spiritual beast in his life, and those knowledge had long been forgotten, only to be recalled when Li Ruo Dao mentioned it.
The room fell silent again, with everyone staring blankly at Li Ruo's knife.
Shi Langzhong suddenly jumped up in a flurry, pointing at Li Neng's knife and shouting angrily:
"What does this kid know? How could he so coincidentally run into a spirit insect? Are spirit insects that easy to find? How could something like that fly into our Wanghe Village?"
Shi Lang's words were cut off by Li Ran, who shook his head and interrupted him:
"Shi Langzhong, haven't you heard that the Misty Valley has been opened? That mysterious valley is only 300 miles away from here. It's normal for spirit insects to fly out."
Shi Langzhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead again, stunned for a moment, and frowned: "You little brat, you say all this without any evidence..."
Li Ran cut him off before he could finish speaking and rushed towards the men standing by the door, shouting loudly:
"If you don't believe me, untie Commander Wang's collar and take a look at the faint purple bite mark on his chest."
Li Rendao had a resolute tone, those few big men looked at each other in dismay, turned their heads to look at Shi Langzhong's ashen face, and then looked back at Li Rendao. Although Li Rendao was still young, standing opposite the majestic Shi Langzhong, no matter how you looked at it, he couldn't compare to Shi Langzhong's authority.

