76: It can be cured, but not now.

When Kang Dejun heard that even Old Chen had said so, he suddenly became a little confused. Could this little hooligan really have some unique skill?

"Secretary Kang, I wonder if I'm qualified enough to take the pulse for the old man?" Ye Lin asked with full confidence.

After much deliberation, Kang Dejun felt that letting him take a look wouldn't have much impact, so he silently stepped back.

After getting Secretary Kang's permission, Ye Lin walked to the bedside. Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Ye Lin extended his right hand. Chen Xiangyi let out a soft chuckle. It was the same routine as his grandfather, even the hand posture was identical.

Hearing Chen Xiangyi's movement, Kang Dejun's face darkened even more. He swore that if this kid caused any problem for his own father, he would fight to the death to expel him from the police force and eliminate a menace to the people.

However, to everyone's surprise, Ye Lin's outstretched right hand did not rest on the old man's pulse.

Instead, he slowly squatted down, looked for a long time, then held the old man's hand, "Old man, how are you? My name is Ye Lin, and I've come to see you."

Damn it! What the hell, he was asked to treat the illness, not to build connections.

Everyone felt their intelligence being rubbed on the ground, especially Kang Dejun, who felt an unprecedented humiliation.

Just as Secretary Kang was about to erupt, Ye Lin suddenly moved.

He extended both hands and gently pressed on the old man's head, slowly pressing upwards from the back of his neck, point by point.

"Tianzhu acupoint?"

"Fengchi, Yuzhen?"

Ye Dingguo muttered in a low voice.

"Elder Ye, what do you mean?" Kang Dejun asked with a puzzled expression.

"Secretary Kang, he's pressing along the acupoints," Chen Xiangyi explained.

A hint of surprise flashed in Kang Dejun's eyes. Did that mean this kid wasn't just messing around?

"Baihui, Tongtian, Chengguang."

Ye Lin pressed all the way up the old man's back of the neck, spending varying amounts of time on each acupoint, with no expression on his face.

Immediately after, he pressed for a while at the Jingbailao, Fengmen, and other positions on the back of the neck.

Then Ye Lin stood up straight.

Everyone's eyes turned to him, waiting for him to speak.

"I'm done looking," Ye Lin grinned.

Kang Dejun looked like he wanted to speak but hesitated, truly not wanting to ask this idiot.

"Ye Lin, just say what you have to say, don't be evasive," Ye Dingguo gently admonished him.

"It's just a blocked blood vessel, and it can be treated," Ye Lin said.

"You say it can be treated? Young man, even your grandfather wouldn't dare to say it can be treated, yet you dare?" Chen Xiangyi said discontentedly.

"Exactly, it can be treated just by taking such a casual look?" Kang Shaojie looked unconvinced, but he still honestly put his hands behind his back, afraid that Ye Lin would do that again.

Kang Dejun now didn't believe it at all. He frowned and asked, "Xiao Ye, you say it can be treated, so tell me to what extent can it be treated?"

"What extent? It means the blood vessels will be cleared. He should be able to walk, eat, and talk on his own, and his mouth won't twitch anymore," Ye Lin said with a relaxed expression.

"Ye Lin, don't talk nonsense." This time, even Ye Dingguo couldn't take it anymore. This was called a full recovery; how could such a thing be possible?

"Hehe," Kang Dejun sneered twice, his gaze towards Ye Lin gradually becoming stern. "Xiao Ye, why don't you treat the old man and let's see?"

You, Ye Lin, said it could be treated, right? Good, then come on, let's hurt each other.

If you can't cure him, don't blame me for using my power to suppress you.

"Secretary Kang, he's still young and doesn't know the gravity of things. Please don't stoop to his level," Ye Dingguo quickly stepped forward to smooth things over for his grandson.

Chen Xiangyi stood silently behind, waiting to watch the show.

"Elder Ye, I think Xiao Ye is very confident," Kang Dejun simply wouldn't budge.

Ye Dingguo became anxious and tugged at Ye Lin, "Quickly tell the Secretary that you can't cure him, that you were talking nonsense."

Ye Lin: "Grandpa, I really am confident, I'm not talking nonsense."

Pfft, Chen Xiangyi, who was behind him, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Good, good boy.

Just keep this up, he wouldn't believe he couldn't take down Ye Dingguo.

Kang Dejun looked at Ye Dingguo indifferently, expressionless: "Elder Ye, why not let Xiao Ye try?"

Kang Dejun's inherent authority, coupled with his cold tone, made everyone feel an unprecedented pressure.

Only Ye Lin remained nonchalant, "Secretary, I can't treat him."

He just said he could treat it, and now he says he can't. Even with Kang Dejun's excellent self-control, he couldn't help but lose it.

He slammed the table, "Nonsense! Do you think this is a place for you to mess around? Is there no law anymore?"

"Come on, call the guards, throw him out for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a capable guard stepped out from behind Kang Dejun. With a movement of his body, he arrived beside Ye Lin.

"Comrade, please leave," the young guard said, pulling Ye Lin outwards with force.

Ye Lin felt his arm being gripped by a pair of iron claws, causing sharp pain.

Instinctively, Ye Lin countered with a backhand, shaking off the guard's grip, then followed with an elbow strike towards the guard's face.

Although Ye Lin's attack was sudden, the guard remained calm. As a leader's bodyguard, if he couldn't handle such a thing, he would be useless.

The young guard blocked with his left hand, parrying Ye Lin's iron elbow, then immediately lifted with his right hand and swept with his left foot, intending to pin Ye Lin to the ground.

Ye Lin actually dared to engage the guard, scaring Ye Dingguo out of his wits.

Kang Shaojie, standing nearby, was full of curiosity, wanting to see how powerful this arrogant Xiao Ye was, daring to confront their family's guard.

However, Ye Lin was not pinned to the ground as expected, because the young guard simply couldn't kick Ye Lin's foot.

He merely rolled over with the momentum, seized the opportunity to brace himself with his hand on the ground, and swung his right foot at an extremely peculiar angle towards the young guard's right cheek.

This kick was a unique move from Ghost Foot Seven's Ghost Foot. The young guard simply didn't anticipate such a kicking style.

Unprepared, he was kicked on the shoulder and staggered.

The young guard looked surprised. To be able to exchange several rounds with him was no simple feat.

Ye Lin stood steady and made a gesture to the young guard to stop fighting.

Then he said to Secretary Kang, "Secretary Kang, please ask the guard to stop for a moment. I have something to say."

Kang Dejun's gaze towards Ye Lin was very strange now. He really couldn't understand what kind of person this young man in front of him was.

He came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, became a police officer, then reset his son's bone in an instant, then massaged the old man, and now he was fighting the guard to a draw. If you consider all that, this guy was quite amazing.

"Alright, tell me."

"Secretary Kang, I can help treat the old man through acupoint massage, but the time is not right now. It needs to be around 10 AM tomorrow," Ye Lin finished his words clearly and concisely this time.