"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man said somewhat impatiently.
Xia Yulong was very composed; among the group of youngsters, he was the oldest. He did not get angry because of the middle-aged man's tone.
"I have an acupuncture technique called the Yang-supplementing Needle that can cure your illness," Xia Yulong said calmly.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Really?"
"Indeed. I noticed your footsteps are unsteady, your eyes are darkened, your forehead is gloomy, and your breathing is rapid and weak. This must be the result of too much indulgence in your youth. Such a condition might be troublesome and difficult to cure for Western medicine, but for our Chinese medicine, we only need acupuncture combined with some herbal decoctions to cure it," Xia Yulong spoke with a heavy voice.
"Young doctor, you're not deceiving me?" the middle-aged man's breathing grew a bit hurried.