Back in Modu, Lu Ming took a taxi and rushed back to the Xiao family's residence.
Halfway through the journey, the car suddenly stopped. Traffic had jammed up, forming a long queue. Many drivers had switched off their engines and stood outside their cars, craning their necks to see.
Lu Ming also got out.
He asked out of curiosity, "Did something happen up ahead? Why is the queue so long?"
A driver who knew the situation said, "Something did happen, but it wasn't an accident. The mayor of Modu City is being resuscitated."
Lu Ming frowned slightly.
The mayor of Modu City was an supreme existence in Modu.
What was he being resuscitated for?
Lu Ming didn't understand and asked, "Why is the mayor of Modu City being resuscitated? And why would his resuscitation cause a traffic jam?"
The driver explained, "Mayor Liang Ren of Modu City has always had a heart condition. It's said that he had a heart attack during a meeting and was rushed to the hospital. However, halfway there, Mayor Liang couldn't hold on. So, they temporarily sealed off the road and began emergency resuscitation in the car. It seems now… it seems they say the resuscitation wasn't successful, and he's gone."
Lu Ming was shocked.
This was no small matter.
Modu was the country's strongest economic city. If the mayor of Modu City were to pass away like this, it would be a huge blow to Modu.
"I'll go take a look."
Lu Ming pushed through the crowd and ran forward. After about five or six minutes, he finally reached the front.
He saw many security guards blocking the scene, preventing outsiders from approaching.
Inside, many doctors were performing resuscitation, and a large amount of medical equipment had been brought from the hospital. From the doctors' expressions, the situation was indeed not optimistic.
Without thinking, Lu Ming tried to push his way in.
The security guards immediately stepped forward to stop him.
"Halt! Who are you?"
"Mayor Liang is being resuscitated inside, don't you know? Get back!"
Lu Ming replied, "I am a doctor, and I have some understanding of heart disease. Please let me in to examine Mayor Liang."
The security guards hesitated, not daring to let Lu Ming in casually. "Please wait a moment, I'll go and inform someone."
After a short while, a young man who looked to be only thirty years old walked over.
He said, "You're a doctor? And you understand heart disease?"
Lu Ming nodded affirmatively.
The young man said, "I am the mayor's nephew, Liang Jiadong. Come with me."
The security guards parted, making way for Lu Ming. Lu Ming followed Liang Jiadong to a car.
He peeked inside.
He saw a middle-aged man in his fifties lying in the car, his eyes closed, unconscious.
This was Mayor Liang Ren of Modu City.
The doctors beside him were all frowning and arguing with each other.
"It's all your fault! If you hadn't operated improperly, Mayor Liang wouldn't be dead!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Mayor Liang had a sudden onset of illness, how could I have predicted it? I did my best to resuscitate him, but I couldn't save him. Can that be blamed on me?"
Several doctors were shirking responsibility.
From their conversation, it was not difficult to infer that Liang Ren was already dead.
Liang Jiadong's face was grim. He said to Lu Ming, "Just now, Mayor Liang stopped beating, his breathing ceased, and all vital signs disappeared. Take a look, is there any hope?"
Lu Ming nodded and stepped forward to examine him carefully.
After a moment, Lu Ming replied with certainty, "There is still hope."
Huh?
This one sentence stunned everyone.
The other doctors stopped arguing and all crowded around.
"There's still hope? Are you joking? Mayor Liang's heart has already stopped, and you say there's still hope? What, are you going to install a pacemaker for Mayor Liang?"
"Even if you were to install one, it's too late now. By the time it's installed, he'd be stone cold."
"You don't even draft your lies properly. I'd like to see how you're going to save him!"
Liang Jiadong was also skeptical.
There were many swindlers in the martial world, especially when dealing with the mayor. Many swindlers would say anything to gain notoriety.
He couldn't believe it completely.
Liang Jiadong's brow furrowed and he said, "Since there is hope, please treat my uncle. If you can cure the mayor, I will reward you handsomely!"
Lu Ming waved his hand, "Thanks or no thanks is not important. First, please get me a box of silver needles."
Silver needles?
Liang Jiadong was taken aback. "Could it be… you are a TCM doctor?"
Lu Ming nodded. "Yes. Why, Mr. Liang, do you think TCM can't cure illnesses?"
Uh…
Liang Jiadong actually thought that.
He had never believed in TCM, even thinking it was a scam and had often cursed TCM practitioners.
Under normal circumstances, Liang Jiadong would never have allowed a TCM doctor to treat Liang Ren.
But now was different.
The Western medicine doctors present couldn't cure Liang Ren's illness, and had even pronounced him dead. In this situation, Lu Ming dared to say 'there is hope,' so no matter what, they had to give it a try.
"Alright, I'll get you the silver needles."
Soon, Liang Jiadong brought Lu Ming a box of silver needles.
Lu Ming asked everyone to step back two meters and not disturb him while he treated the patient. Then, Lu Ming began to carefully and meticulously apply acupuncture to Liang Ren.
The doctors watched and shook their heads.
"A few old needles can bring the dead back to life? Does he think he's a celestial being?"
"A charlatan."
"He'll be disgraced later!"
Amidst the doubts, Lu Ming painstakingly treated him, needle by needle. About fifteen minutes later, Lu Ming finished applying the needles, but Liang Ren still showed no reaction.
Liang Jiadong questioned, "Is your medical skill reliable or not?"
Lu Ming motioned for him to be quiet. "Please wait patiently."
Everyone stood there on the road, staring at each other, their eyes wide, fixed on Liang Ren.
Before long, a miracle truly happened.
Without any warning, Liang Ren suddenly opened his eyes and began to breathe heavily.
He was alive!
"Uncle!" Liang Jiadong was the first to run over, gripping Liang Ren's hand excitedly. "Uncle, you're finally alive. You scared me to death."
The other doctors were also dumbfounded, never imagining that a few old needles could actually bring someone back from the dead!
It was miraculous.
Liang Jiadong was deeply grateful and said to Lu Ming, "I apologize. I just now misunderstood you, thinking you were a quack and a swindler."
Lu Ming waved his hand. "It's not important. As long as Mayor Liang's condition can be cured."
Saying this, Lu Ming stepped forward to help Liang Ren remove the needles.
Liang Ren said gratefully, "I've had this heart condition for many years. Many times I almost died from it. Today, I am truly grateful for your help. By the way, I still don't know your name?"
"My name is Lu Ming." After removing the last needle, Lu Ming continued, "Mayor Liang, don't celebrate too soon. These needles I've used only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. To completely cure your heart condition, you'll need further consultations."
Liang Ren said humbly, "Then, where do you live, sir? We will have to trouble you for future consultations."