At eight o'clock in the evening, Lin Yi was about to count the day's harvest when he heard a knock on the door. "Who?" he asked. "It's me, Zhuge Qing." A clear voice came from outside the door. Lin Yi got out of bed and opened the door, and saw Zhuge Qing standing at the door with a serious look. There were two people behind him, one was Zhuge Bai, who was pushing a wheelchair, and on the wheelchair sat an old man with gray hair and a gloomy face, who looked seriously ill; the other middle-aged man was holding a briefcase and followed them closely. "Brother Lin, I'm sorry to bother you so late." Zhuge Qing said apologetically, "This is my elder. His condition is so serious that he can't walk. I hope Brother Lin can help." "Please come in." Lin Yi hurriedly opened the door and invited them in. After Zhuge Qing and his group entered the room, Lin Yi closed the door and motioned them to sit down by the bed. He looked at the old man and the middle-aged man in the wheelchair and asked politely: "What are your names?" "Zhuge Zhenglong." The old man in the wheelchair answered in a weak voice.
The middle-aged man introduced himself: "I am Zhuge Gong, the head of the Zhuge family of this generation." "My friend, I'll trouble you with my father." Zhuge Gong took out five soul crystals (small) from his briefcase and placed them on the bedside of Lin Yi. Lin Yi walked to Zhuge Zhenglong, activated his skills and began to carefully detect his physical condition. As the power of the abyss was consumed, the results of the disease detection gradually emerged in Lin Yi's mind. The results of the detection were shocking. The old man's heart condition was extremely bad, like an engine that had been in disrepair for a long time and could stop at any time. Every beat seemed extremely difficult. Lin Yi could clearly feel the irregular tremors and heavy blood flow, which were signs that the heart was under great pressure. The condition of other organs was also not optimistic. Lin Yi couldn't help but marvel inwardly that it was a miracle that Zhuge Zhenglong could hold on until now. With his current injuries, if he were an ordinary person, he would probably have been dead long ago. Lin Yi frowned, turned to Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Gong, and asked in a serious tone: "Your grandfather's condition is very serious, how could it develop to this point?" His eyes wandered between the two, waiting for their answers. Zhuge Gong sighed and began to tell the heroic deeds of Zhuge Zhenglong in those years. In the years of continuous war, the young Zhuge Zhenglong, as the heir of the Zhuge family, was full of passion for serving the country and resolutely joined the army, vowing to be loyal and serve the country. In the days of wearing military uniforms, he used the excellent deduction techniques inherited from his family to gain insight again and again, and successfully predicted the dynamics of the enemy hundreds of times. His accurate predictions, like a beacon on the battlefield, guided our side to win victory after victory, and his military exploits were glorious and admirable. However, these deduction techniques are not without cost. When Zhuge Zhenglong was only over 30 years old, he had to rely on a wheelchair to walk because of his overuse of the art of deduction. After the founding of the country, the country always remembered Zhuge Zhenglong's outstanding contributions. Although his injuries were not comparable to ordinary diseases, but a punishment from heaven, the country still spared no effort to maintain his life.
In the eyes of the country, Zhuge Zhenglong is a hero of the country, and his efforts and sacrifices deserve the country's eternal remembrance and gratitude. After listening to Zhuge Gong's detailed explanation, Lin Yi nodded slightly, and understood the whole story. Zhuge Zhenglong's situation is similar to that of Ubuyashiki Yoya, but he suffered from the hidden injuries left by heaven. These hidden injuries are quietly eroding his vitality, causing his body to gradually decay. In order to save Zhuge Zhenglong, Lin Yi first used the purification skill to help the old man get rid of the negative state in his body. When the purifying white light gently enveloped Zhuge Zhenglong, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if the shackles that had bound him for a long time were suddenly untied. Then, Lin Yi performed the healing technique and began to carefully repair Zhuge Zhenglong's nearly collapsed body. But unfortunately, since Zhuge Zhenglong was already in his 80s, his body functions naturally declined. Even if Lin Yi's healing technique could adjust him to the best condition, it would be difficult to significantly extend his life. But at least, such treatment can make the old man live more comfortably and easily in the rest of his life. After the treatment, Zhuge Zhenglong fell into a deep sleep in his wheelchair, and his loud snoring showed his peace and relaxation at the moment. Seeing this scene, Lin Yi gently reminded others to keep quiet so as not to disturb the old man's rest. Zhuge Zhenglong's body had been tortured by illness for a long time. Now that the illness was relieved, his mind relaxed and he fell into a sweet dream. Zhuge Gong looked at his father's sleeping face, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, tears welling up in his eyes. He had been looking forward to this moment for too long, and finally someone could cure his father's illness. In order not to disturb his father's rest, he wiped away his tears and stuffed the briefcase into Lin Yi's hand to express his gratitude. Then, he personally pushed the wheelchair and carefully sent his father back to the room to rest, fearing that Zhuge Bai would accidentally wake up the sleeping old man. This moment of tranquility and peace is undoubtedly a long-lost warm time for the Zhuge family. In order to prevent being disturbed again, Lin Yi hung a sign at the door saying "Rest in progress, do not disturb" Other people seeking medical treatment were tactful enough not to knock on the door and disturb him after seeing the sign. The next day, when Lin Yi came to the ring again, he found that there were many more wheelchair-bound spectators in the stands. Obviously, they all came here specially because they heard about Lin Yi's medical skills. This situation made Lin Yi feel stressed, and he had to run to the VIP seat where Lu Jin was to seek help. "No, uncle, there are too many people here, you have to help me." Lin Yi said helplessly. Lu Jin looked at Lin Yi, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Don't look at me, I can't do anything. Many of these people are my close friends, I can't persuade them to go back." "Old Taoist priest——" "Donor Lin, I can't help you with this matter." Seeing that Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei had no intention of taking action, Lin Yi sighed and said, "Forget it, it's up to you. This time, the competition became unusually easy for Lin Yi, because his opponents all chose to give up after learning that the opponent was Lin Yi. They knew that it was not a wise move to cause trouble for Lin Yi at this time, not to mention that their elders had also come to the scene and hoped to seek treatment from Lin Yi. "Zhang Chulan, do you think you should ask Lin Yi to help look at Sister Bao'er's head? Maybe he can help her recover her memory." Xu Si suggested. Zhang Chulan heard this and looked at Feng Baobao on the side. She was looking at the competition on the ring with a blank face, and seemed indifferent to everything around her.
Zhang Chulan thought for a moment and said, "You can try."