"Yes. With him here to help confirm the diagnosis, you can rest easy now, right?"
Ye Yuan smiled as he comforted Old Man Song.
"Good! Good! If Elder Hua is willing to help, Xiao Ran will surely wake up soon."
As someone from the older generation, Old Man Song had considerable faith in traditional Chinese medicine.
What was more, they had managed to invite North Hua of North Hua, South Shao. Naturally, Old Man Song was overjoyed.
Not wanting to delay Song Ran's treatment, Ye Yuan immediately took out his phone and called his teacher.
Over the phone, Ye Yuan explained Song Ran's condition and the pulse pattern he had discovered during his examination.
Elder Hua pondered for a long time on the other end before finally speaking.
"The situation you described is very strange. I can't determine the cause right away.
"You're at Union Hospital now, correct?
"I'll be there in half an hour. Wait for me there."
"All right."
Upon hearing that Elder Hua would come in person, some of the worry on Old Man Song's face eased.
Thirty minutes later, a jumble of footsteps sounded from the distance.
Ye Yuan looked up and saw a group of people in white coats surrounding a silver-haired old man as they walked over.
Ye Yuan rose to his feet, walked up to the old man in a few strides, and respectfully called out,
"Teacher."
"Heh heh, you brat would never come looking for me if there wasn't a problem.
"If your friend hadn't gotten into trouble, would you still not have called your master?"
Elder Hua smiled and patted Ye Yuan on the arm, then turned to a kind-looking middle-aged man and said,
"Xiao Chi, this is Ye Yuan, the final disciple I told you about."
Then he turned to