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Chapter 21

Words:2578Update:22/06/26 05:12:40

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Would I beg you on my knees?

Sun Zhaonian was stunned at first, but he could not help but scoff. He pointed at Ye Chen and waved. "Get him out of here!"

He was the Medicine King. Why would he kneel to a brat?

What a joke!

He would be a laughing stock if word got out.

"Wait!"

Lin Fan, who was standing aside, stopped the people who were rushing over all of a sudden. He looked at Ye Chen in mockery and said, "I grew up on the mountain. I learned medicine when I was six, read all the medical books when I was eight, started practicing medicine when I was nine, and mastered up to 1,000 rare diseases when I was 15 …"

Sun Zhaonian had admiration written all over his face. The few old Chinese doctors present were shocked. If what Lin Fan said was true, he was undoubtedly a medical genius.

Ye Chen looked calm. "Oh, so you're an expert who left the mountain?"

"I, Lin Fan, believe that nobody dares to say that they're the best in the world. You're just a piece of trash. What makes you think you can compete with me?" Lin Fan was domineering as if he was going to crush everything.

Ye Chen grinned and waved. "No, no, no. You've misunderstood. In reality, I've never wanted to compete with you because I don't care about you at all!"

His voice fell.

The smile on Lin Fan's face froze and his face turned pale. He had never thought that his attempt to show off would be met with such a devastating remark.

Sun Zhaonian's heart sank when he noticed Lin Fan's expression. He said with killing intent on his face, "Break this brat's limbs and toss him out."

It took him a lot of effort to get Lin Fan here. If Ye Chen made him leave, his daughter would be hopeless.

"Haha."

Lin Fan smirked all of a sudden and challenged, "Brat, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"What's the bet?" Ye Chen looked at him with interest.

"If I treat Ms. Sun's illness, you'll kneel and kowtow three times. Then, you'll leave after breaking one of your arms."

"What if you can't treat her?" Ye Chen raised his brows and said wryly.

"I'll never lose …"

"If you can't treat her, this belongs to me," Ye Chen interrupted him and could not help but look at the jade pendant on his waist.

Lin Fan's expression changed a few times. "Sure!"

"Mr. Lin, this …" Sun Zhaonian glared fiercely at Ye Chen, hesitating to speak.

Lin Fan waved his hand and said, "Old Sun, you don't have to say anymore. What you need to do is help me keep an eye on this kid and don't let him escape."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin." Sun Zhaonian nodded and subsequently ordered his men to guard the entrance. He was afraid that Ye Chen would run away.

"Next, please open your dog eyes and take a good look!"

Lin Fan scoffed at Ye Chen and walked to the bed. He got his men to remove all the medical equipment and placed Sun Sirong's wrist over to check her pulse. He turned around and confidently said to Sun Zhaonian, "Miss Sun is suffering from a cold Yin illness. It's curable!"

Sun Zhaonian was overjoyed.

Immediately after, Lin Fan took out a cloth bag from his body, revealing rows of silver needles of various sizes that gleamed with a cold light.

That alone made the rest of the people in the room think otherwise. An old Chinese doctor said in a trembling voice, "H-is he going to use silver needles to pierce her acupuncture points?"

Lin Fan pierced Sun Sirong's Tiantu, Guanyuan, Vulture Tail, and Tanzhong acupuncture points with the silver needles in his hand. Sometimes it was deep and sometimes it was shallow; sometimes it was poking, and sometimes it was lifting. The series of movements made the people's jaws drop.

"T-that's the Burning Volcano!"

The old Chinese doctor from before had his eyes glued to Lin Fan's movements. Shock filled his face. "That young man is using the Burning Volcano technique. Oh my god."

"Old Wang, what's the Burning Volcano?" Sun Zhaonian asked with mixed feelings.

Everyone could not help but look at Old Wang.

Old Wang gulped and said rather excitedly, "The Burning Volcano is one of the two ultimate skills of the Immortal Taiyi Needle. It's also the treasure that every Chinese doctor in China pursues. It's said that it can restore the patient's vitality and make them immune to all diseases. It can even bring the dead back to life."

"The Immortal Taiyi Needle? Isn't it lost? How did you recognize it? "Another doctor exclaimed in disbelief.

Elder Wang shook his head and said with certainty, "I can't be wrong. I've seen records about it in the Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor. The Taiyi Immortal Needle is divided into Burning Volcano and Penetrating Heavenly Chill. It can be shallow and deep at first, or deep and shallow at first. It can be light or heavy stimulation, or it can be the Nine-Six Supplement and Discharge, or it can be lifting or pressing. In short, it's a test of one's ability.

The room fell into silence as soon as he was done speaking.

Everyone stared at Lin Fan in disbelief with their eyes wide open. Never had they thought that this young man would know the Immortal Taiyi Needle that had been lost for a long time.

Sun Zhaonian could not hide his excitement.

Since Mr. Lin knew the Immortal Taiyi Needle, did that not mean that his daughter could be saved? At his age, he could not help but look at Ye Chen who was next to him and secretly scoffed.

'Let's see what you're going to say later!'

Ye Chen sat on the chair calmly as he watched that. He had a playful expression on his face.

Soon, Old Wang's choking voice came. "The Penetrating Heavenly Chill. It's the Penetrating Heavenly Chill. I can't believe that I'll be able to see the two ultimate skills of the Immortal Taiyi Needle at the same time in my lifetime."

Someone asked, "How did you tell, Old Wang?"

"Look closely!"

Old Wang took a deep breath in and said, "The silver needles are approximately an inch long when they pierce the skin. The inch is divided into three parts: heaven, earth, and human. The young man has to lift the needles nine times when they pierce the heaven part. It's called nourishment in the book. He has to lift the needles nine times when they pierce the earth and human parts respectively. It's called discharge. In other words, he has to lift the needles 27 times consecutively within an inch."

The people could not help but inhale sharply.

Was that something that a human could do?

As they spoke, Lin Fan, who was on the other side, was sweating. Clearly, the series of actions had taken a toll on him.

"The younger generation will surpass the older generation."

Old Wang was crying and laughing as he exclaimed. He turned his head and said to Sun Zhaonian, "Director Sun, with this man here, Ms. Sun will be fine!"

Sun Zhaonian looked at Sun Sirong by instinct. Although his daughter had not woken up, she looked much better. He could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Lin Fan removed the needles immediately. After covering Sun Sirong with a blanket, he got up and wiped his sweat. He said while looking exhausted, "Old Sun, fortunately, I didn't let you down. Ms. Sun's illness has been cured."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!" Sun Zhaonian bowed.

Old Wang went up to him immediately. His lips were trembling. "Little brother, oh no, Master Lin, may I ask if what you performed earlier was the Immortal Taiyi Needle?"

"That's right, it was the Immortal Taiyi Needle."

Although he was exhausted, Lin Fan was proud. Subsequently, he looked at Ye Chen coldly and said, "I've cured your illness. Now, kneel down and kowtow three times. Then, break one of your arms!"

Ye Chen remained seated without moving.

"Someone, get this brat to kneel!" Sun Zhaonian's expression turned grim as he waved his hand.

A few hunks rushed into the house from outside and walked toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen did not move. He looked at Lin Fan with a wry expression. "Have you really cured her?"

"Of course …"

Lin Fan scoffed. Just when he was going to say something, a scream came from behind all of a sudden. "Guys, look! Ms. Sun, she … she …"

Everyone hurriedly turned around and saw that Sun Sirong was twitching on the hospital bed, and a cold aura was constantly emerging from her body. The cold aura solidified into ice when it came into contact with the air. In the blink of an eye, Sun Sirong's eyebrows and even her hair were all frozen.

Looking from afar, she looked like a frozen person.

Someone looked at the device next to her and said weakly, "Ms. Sun … is dead … dead!"

The drastic change that came out of nowhere shocked everyone.

Bang!

Sun Zhaonian walked over immediately and stretched his arm out to check Sun Sirong's breathing. Subsequently, his body shook. He felt a humming in his head as if he had been struck by lightning.

Lin Fan went over to check too and shouted in disbelief, "H-how did this happen? It's impossible. It's impossible. I performed the Immortal Taiyi Needle."

"Immortal Taiyi Needle? What a joke! "

The people heard a disdainful voice coming from behind. When they turned their heads, they saw Ye Chen sitting on the chair looking at Lin Fan while enunciating word for word.

"You're drenched in sweat and panting while treating a small illness."

"I have to say that you're really talented."

"You …" Lin Fan was enraged.

Ye Chen interrupted with a smirk. "The key is that you're as ferocious as a tiger. Look at the results. You're just a piece of trash!

How dare a piece of trash like you boast that you're the No. 2 medical expert in the world?

Learning medicine at the age of six? An expert coming down the mountain?

Go back and learn for a few more years. Don't embarrass yourself here! "

"Trash!"

Pfft!

Lin Fan was so mad that he pointed at Ye Chen and screamed. He spat a mouthful of blood out of anger and could not stop shouting, "I can't treat her, y-you can't treat her too!"

"Haha!

Do you think I'm you? Trash! "

Ye Chen lifted his head to look at Sun Zhaonian and smiled lightly. "Sun Zhaonian, do you remember what I said earlier?"

Sun Zhaonian jolted and walked to Ye Chen immediately. He bowed and begged, "Mr. Ye, please forgive me and save my daughter. I'll definitely reward you handsomely!"

Ye Chen lit a cigarette and held his head down to dust his pants. He blew a smoke ring out softly.

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