Chapter 33: The Needle Knife Eliminates Blood Stasis

  Kang Min-ho, who once served as a major commander of the South Korean 707 Special Mission Battalion, never thought that one day he would be scolded by a young doctor at least ten years younger than him and unable to refute. But he also knew clearly how serious his leg injury was, if not treated properly, it would really become disabled, but he really needed this job very much.

  This time, following Choi Jin-san to Huaxia for a protection mission, he also knew that Han Ankang's medical skills were extraordinary. However, in his mind, he was just a bodyguard of the Choi family and didn't have the qualifications to ask Dr. Han Ankang, who was sent off by the heads of the four major families of South Korea, to treat him. As a result, unexpectedly, Dr. Han Ankang could tell that his leg had suffered severe injuries just from his walking posture.

  This medical skill is truly amazing!

  Looking at Han Ankang with a mixture of admiration and anger, Jiang Minghao also knew that this leg was probably seriously injured. In fact, when he wasn't on duty, he would use the pain-relieving ointment commonly used in the troops to alleviate the increasingly painful knee. But this time, being drawn out to perform guard duties, requiring long periods of standing watch, undoubtedly increased the burden on this leg.

  Every time he came to Hua Xia and rested, he would hide in the quilt and sneak a peek at the wound on his knee. Looking at the skin around his knee slowly changing color, he realized the severity of the problem. However, when he was in South Korea, he had also gone to the hospital for an examination. Firstly, the cost of surgical treatment was too high, and secondly, it required a recovery period of at least half a year to one year.

  For Jiang Minghao, who was expected to support his family with his salary, he couldn't make a decision about seeking medical attention easily, whether it was the former or the latter. At this moment, Han Ankang revealed the hidden injury and said that once they carried out their defense mission, they might encounter sudden situations that could lead to serious consequences due to his leg injury. Only then did he truly realize his mistake!

  For this generous salary, hiding his illness is indeed an irresponsible act towards himself and the person who pays him. He also realizes that once this crisis erupts, he may be kicked out of the Cui family's bodyguard team. At that time, his outcome will be a problem, not to mention supporting his family, but even taking care of himself.

  Seeing Han Ankang carefully check his knee, Jiang Minghao, who had never liked to admit his mistakes, finally sincerely said: "Doctor Han, thank you for your advice! I was wrong, thank you very much for your help. No matter what punishment the master gives me, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you well."

  Just as Jiang Minghao said this, Cui Zhen-shan downstairs was also getting angry after listening to Jin Shan-dong's report: "Nonsense! If you're sick, go get treated. Is my Cui family so inhumane?"

  Listening to Choi Jin-san's angry questioning, Kim San-dong, who was hanging his head in embarrassment, hastily explained: "Master, please calm down. Earlier, when we were upstairs, Dr. Han had already scolded Ming-hao. He knows he was wrong and I beg of you, Master, to give Ming-hao a chance to reform himself. Once he recovers from his illness, he will definitely be more diligent in protecting the master."

  For such a plea, Choi Jin-sang also knew that Kim San-dong and others came from the same unit as Kang Ming-hao, so their feelings were naturally understood. However, upon hearing the implication of these words, it seemed that he would expel Kang Ming-hao because of this matter.

  Chui Zhen Shan said angrily, "You've been working in my Chui family for years, am I really that heartless? Alright, go get what Little Han wants first! Whatever it is, we'll talk about it after the treatment."

  The old generals who had not left yet saw Cui Zhen-shan training the bodyguard he brought, and naturally couldn't help but ask a few questions. After hearing that Han An-kang guessed that the bodyguard they thought was very fierce had serious injuries just by looking at his walking posture. This is really unexpected!

  Until Jinshan Dong's somewhat helpless explanation, Kang Minghao, who came from a remote rural area in South Korea, was originally the pillar of his family. During his military service, he was also an elite officer in the army. Without any backing in the military, relying on his merits to be promoted step by step to the rank of lieutenant colonel, he can also be considered a hardworking and meritorious elite in the military.

  In an accidental battle, he was shot in the knee by an enemy sniper while covering his comrades' retreat and managed to survive with his life, but risked being disabled. Later, when the army conducted ability assessments, due to his leg injury, he was eventually arranged for demobilization and transfer by the troops.

  Although South Korea also arranges jobs and pensions for these demobilized officers, they are not adapted to the ordinary work in society except for the killing skills learned from military school. With the meager welfare subsidies every month, he can't afford the living burden of his whole family. Later, it was also through the introduction of their fellow veterans who retired early that he came to the Choi family as a bodyguard.

  It was with this salary that the Jiang family's life improved a lot, and Jinshan Dong was clear. Jiang Minghao was an officer who cherished old relationships very much. Many soldiers who died in battle under his command, as long as their families were not well-off, he would almost every month send some money to those soldiers' families from what others saw as a very generous salary.

  It can be said that he has fulfilled his duty as a commander, but the family has been living a tight life. Especially since Jiang Minghao's son had a very serious congenital heart disease. In order to raise funds for the child's surgery, he endured the pain of his leg injury and took painkillers instead of going to the hospital for treatment.

  Looking at Jinshan Dong with tears in his eyes, recounting these events, the old generals present all sighed. This retired military officer surnamed Jiang is still a commendable officer. He has taken responsibility for his family and has feelings and righteousness towards his comrades-in-arms. In this era, it's rare to see such people. Perhaps only in this peaceful era, there are soldiers who have experienced the trials of blood and fire on the front lines, and they will form such deep bonds with their comrades.

  Before Cui Zhen Shan could speak, Zhao Hu greatly appreciated this kind of gentle and iron-blooded military man. He quickly had the staff at Ganxiu Temple send over the things Han An Kang needed.

  A group of people all went upstairs and came to Han Ankang's room, soon saw that his knee had changed color, everyone knew that it would be painful to walk like a normal person. The old generals also felt that this bodyguard's endurance was really not ordinary!

  Looking at the crowd coming in, Han Ankang was slightly stunned, but he quickly took over the medical equipment handed over and said: "Brother Jiang, if I didn't judge wrong, that bullet should have shattered your kneecap. Although a cleaning surgery was performed, the surgery back then shouldn't have completely cleaned it up, there should still be bone fragments in your knee joint."

  I need to use acupuncture now, first to clear the stagnant blood and pus from your knee. After clearing all that out, I'll operate to remove the shard of bone. Fortunately, we discovered it in time, so the meridians in this leg haven't completely atrophied. I believe that with some treatment, you should be able to fully recover. If you don't object, I'll start treating you now."

  Hearing that he had to rest for a period of time, Jiang Minghao looked somewhat tense and said: "Dr. Han, how long will it take for my injury to recover?"

  This time, without waiting for Han Ankang's response, Cui Zhen Shan saw the injury and was somewhat impressed by this bodyguard who usually didn't talk much but worked hard to protect his safety. Knowing what he was worried about, he originally wanted to get angry but ended up holding back his temper and said: "You little brat, I know you're worried about work, but you also don't take your own body seriously enough. When you're sick, you need to treat it, do I need to teach you this kind of logic?

  "No matter how long you take off, will my Cui family be short of the salary you earn? What you need to do now is to cooperate with the treatment and come back to work after you've fully recovered. If you're willing to work for my Cui family for a lifetime, then I'll employ you for a lifetime. Now can you feel at ease?"

  Looking at Choi Jin-sang's unfeigned response, even Kang Min-ho, who had always shed blood but not tears, also sounded somewhat choked as he said: "I'm sorry, Master. I was wrong!"

  It's clear that this isn't the right time to continue discussing this matter, so Han Ankang interrupted, "Big Brother Jiang, stop talking, I need to administer the injection now. You should know, it's going to hurt a bit later, so let me get rid of the blood stasis for you early, and I can eat dinner too! Let these many Chinese veteran generals see how this old Korean soldier treats injuries, your rank is indeed a bit high!"

  A slightly sarcastic remark eased the sorrowful and moving atmosphere on the scene. Han Ankang took out a small but sharp needle knife from his medicine box, made an incision at the place where the blood had accumulated, and looked at the obviously somewhat discolored hematoma. He pulled out one of the needles that he had previously inserted into his knee.

  Soon, the originally stagnant blood clots rapidly gushed out of the knife wound like tofu pudding. Looking at Jiang Minghao, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. The veteran generals present were all aware that this process of draining the stagnant blood from his body without any anesthesia was undoubtedly extremely painful to endure. But looking at this guy's expression, apart from some sweating, he didn't utter a single word of pain from start to finish.

  When all the stagnant blood was drained, looking at the red blood flowing out, Han Ankang quickly re-poked the needle back in. This fresh red blood quickly stopped flowing. Later, until Han Ankang made four needle knife mouths around Jiang Minghao's knee and drained all the stagnant blood clots that looked like a black bowl on his knee earlier.

  The blood clots were all cleaned up, and a pile of blood balls that had absorbed the pus and blood was also discarded on the ground. Everyone knew that this treatment seemed simple but was extremely difficult. Especially Gu Heng, who was standing by, saw this move that relied on acupuncture to stop bleeding, and he couldn't help but sigh at Han Ankang's superb acupuncture skills, which really surpassed those of many Chinese medicine masters.

  After clearing the blood clots, Han Ankang took out a packet of wound powder that his grandfather had prepared before he passed away and sprinkled it onto Jiang Minghao's knee. As Jiang Minghao felt a cooling sensation spreading from his knee, his face, which had been clenched in pain, relaxed slightly. Only after Han Ankang finished bandaging his entire knee did the first round of treatment come to an end!