"National Doctor Mu, this guy is just boasting. Don’t mind him," Qin Feng said dismissively.
"Ye Luo, do you have any way to save my grandfather?" Qin Yuru’s eyes once again turned to Ye Luo, her last hope resting on him. Although she knew this hope was very slim, she had no choice but to try.
"Don’t worry, I guarantee your grandfather will be healthy and live another twenty or thirty years," Ye Luo said with a determined look in his eyes and an air of confidence.
The Qin family mbers present all showed shocked expressions as they looked at Ye Luo, even Mu Qingsong was taken aback by Ye Luo’s confident words.
"Okay, co with now to see grandfather," Qin Yuru said, preparing to take Ye Luo upstairs.
"Hold on!"
Just then, Qin Tianming suddenly spoke up sharply.
"Uncle, what are you trying to do?" Qin Yuru’s gaze turned to Qin Tianming.
"Yuru, do you know what you’re doing? Even National Doctor Mu has said he can’t cure the old master, and yet you still want this Mr. Ye to treat him. Do you think his dical skills are better than those of National Doctor Mu? Isn’t this absurd?" Qin Tianming said gravely.
"Yuru, I know you’re worried about grandfather, but this isn’t the way to go about it," Qin Tianchen added with a gloomy tone, his eyes flashing an unusual look as they swept over Ye Luo.
"Yes, Yuru, I think it’s better to let it be," even Qin Yuru’s aunt, Qin Tianfang, couldn’t help but speak up, obviously not believing in Ye Luo’s abilities. After all, if even the esteed National Doctor Mu was unable to cure the disease, how could a twenty-sothing-year-old possibly succeed?
"Whether I can or can’t cure him, won’t we know if we try? Are you blocking because you’re afraid that the old master’s recovery might affect you?" Ye Luo said with a faint smile on his lips.
Suddenly, Qin Tianming and Qin Tianchen’s faces changed.
"What are you saying, kid?" Qin Feng pointed at Ye Luo and humd coldly.
"Mr. Qin, why not let this young Mr. Ye have a try? There might be a miracle," Mu Qingsong suddenly spoke up.
"National Doctor Mu has spoken. All of you, step aside. No one can stop today," Qin Yuru said, and taking Ye Luo by the hand, she went upstairs with Qin Tianming and the others following behind.
"Miss, you’re here!"
In the room, Ji Quan had been staying close by. The old master of the Qin family lay on the bed with an oxygen mask on his pale, colorless face.
"Ye Luo, please examine my grandfather quickly," said Qin Yuru urgently.
Ye Luo’s gaze focused on the old master. Through the scan of his Clairvoyant Eye, he had already co to understand the old master’s condition.
The kidney function had indeed almost failed, the organs within his body were failing to various degrees, like a flower on the verge of wilting. The old master was like a robot running out of energy.
"How is it?" Qin Yuru asked anxiously, her face full of unease as she looked at Ye Luo.
"I bet he’s just putting on an act," Qin Feng taunted again.
"Rest assured, if I said I could cure him, I can cure him. In this world, as long as it’s not a dead person, I have a way to save them," Ye Luo replied, his eyes twinkling with confidence. He then took out a small pouch from his body, opened it, and inside were rows of silver needles.
The next second, Ye Luo pinched a long silver needle between his fingers. As he circulated his True Qi, the needle trembled violently, emitting streams of white vapor and flashing with a silver light.
Swish!
Ye Luo waved the silver needle and stabbed it into a major acupoint on the old master.
"Heaven’s Passage acupoint!"
Watching Ye Luo insert the needle into the acupoint, Mu Qingsong’s eyes revealed a hint of shock. This acupoint was one of the thirty-six major death points of the human body, and ordinary people dared not casually insert needles into it. Unexpectedly, Ye Luo casually punctured this death point with a flick of his wrist.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Ye Luo’s hands moved like phantoms, repeatedly wielding the Silver Needle and piercing it into Old Master Qin’s body.
"Life’s Blood acupoint!"
"Seven Paths acupoint!"
"Dead Sea acupoint!"
Seeing Ye Luo pierce one acupoint after another, Mu Qingsong’s face was completely enveloped in shock, his pupils dilated, displaying a vacant expression.
The acupoints Ye Luo pierced were all death points of the human body. To outsiders these appeared to be fatal acupoints, yet they were all filled with Silver Needles by Ye Luo.
"No, these acupoints...could it be?"
Mu Qingsong stared intently at the acupoints into which Ye Luo was inserting needles, his expression suddenly fixed, and he took short, gasping breaths as he thought of sothing.
In an instant, Ye Luo had inserted ten needles into Old Master Qin, all of them major death points of the human body.
And at this mont, Ye Luo’s expression turned solemn, his eyes showing a very serious look, as his right hand once again brandished a Silver Needle.
At this point, Ye Luo exuded a special aura, waving the Silver Needle and directly piercing into a major death point on Old Master Qin’s body, halfway through the insertion.
Then another Silver Needle punctured into Old Master Qin’s brain. Beads of cold sweat appeared on Ye Luo’s forehead; all those present watched with a curious glint in their eyes.
"Celestial rchant acupoint! Convergence Sea acupoint!"
"That’s right, it must be..." Mu Qingsong’s voice trembled as he stared at the acupoints Ye Luo targeted, muttering to himself.
"Heaven and Earth reincarnation, all life and death, Gui n Thirteen Needles!"
Ye Luo’s lips suddenly parted, shouting loudly, his whole body surging with powerful True Qi, his hand thrusting an exceptionally large Silver Needle directly into Old Master Qin’s temple and halfway in.
Seeing this, Qin Yuru and others all showed an incredibly shocked expression. The temple was a deadly acupoint known to everyone, and even a slight injury would be fatal. Ye Luo actually stuck a Silver Needle into this temple, which was simply madness.
Instantly, Qin Tianming and others’ expressions changed, about to voice their objections, but they were stopped by Mu Qingsong.
"It is indeed the Gui n Thirteen Needles, I never imagined the long-lost Gui n Thirteen Needles would reappear in this world!"
Mu Qingsong’s gaze was fixed on the thirteen Silver Needles on Old Master Qin’s body, his face showing imnse shock, his expression turned excited, and even his body trembled.
It was hard to imagine that Mu Qingsong, a National Doctor with the prowess of the Saint Realm, would beco so beside himself, and the reason for his deanor was the needle technique Ye Luo had just employed—the Gui n Thirteen Needles.
Whew!
After inserting the last Silver Needle into Old Master Qin’s temple, Ye Luo deeply exhaled. At that mont, the thirteen Silver Needles suddenly started trembling faintly as if connected by a bizarre line.
Ye Luo’s hands began to move continuously, anwhile twisting the thirteen Silver Needles, sending streams of Nine Yang True Qi into Old Master Qin’s body through the needles.
(Alright, updated more than forty thousand words in one breath—just crazily saved up these past few days and now I’ve released them all. Okay, I’ll grab sothing to eat now and then continue writing. I will keep the montum going, a minimum of ten thousand words every day. Except for sleeping, it’s all about typing. I hope everyone keeps supporting , thank you~)
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