664: Chapter 664 Not Yet Fully Cooked 664: Chapter 664 Not Yet Fully Cooked In the Ancient Martial World, within a room at the Heaven Rank Sect, adorned with simplicity and elegance.
A young woman, bearing a resemblance to Sun iqin, lay motionless on the bed, her eyes closed.
Her complexion was as pale as paper, her cheeks unbearably gaunt, and her breathing extrely weak.
All signs indicated that the young woman’s condition was extrely dire.
This young woman was none other than Ye Chenfeng’s aunt, Sun ixin.
By Sun ixin’s bedside stood a middle-aged man and a cute little girl.
The man was Sun ixin’s husband, Zhang Feng, who was also a disciple of the Heaven Rank Sect.
The adorable little girl, not more than six or seven years old, was Sun ixin’s daughter, Sun Xiaoi.
Upon seeing everyone enter the room, Zhang Feng’s gaze fixated on Tang Bosheng of the Ghost Doctor Sect.
He barely glanced at the others; he had been longing day and night for the past three years for his wife to wake up.
The ntal tornt nearly drove him to the brink of collapse.
He hurried over to Tang Bosheng and asked respectfully, “Mr.
Tang, do you possibly have a way to awaken ixin?”
“Zhang Feng, such impatience is unbecoming,” Sun Boyi scolded him, before continuing, “Bosheng, could you first check if there’s been any improvent in ixin’s condition?”
Tang Bosheng nodded, walked to the bedside of Sun ixin, and said to his disciple Wang Yandong, “Yandong, prepare everything first.
Then I can comnce the treatnt right away.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Yandong set the dical kit he had been carrying on his shoulder onto the table and opened it.
He took out an acupuncture pack and began to sterilize the silver needles with alcohol and fire.
anwhile, Tang Bosheng’s fingers rested on Sun ixin’s wrist, feeling her pulse grow weaker by the mont.
If this continued, he was certain she would not survive the month.
Had it not been for his uninterrupted monthly treatnts over the past three years, Sun ixin would likely not have made it to this day.
“Ah,” Tang Bosheng sighed inwardly, helplessly thinking, “I’ll do my best.
If the acupuncture still has no effect this ti, I’ll have to prepare them for the worst in advance.”
“Yandong, bring the silver needles here,” Tang Bosheng instructed Wang Yandong.
Wang Yandong imdiately handed the sterilized silver needles to his master, Tang Bosheng, and then stood by respectfully at his side.
Tang Bosheng, a practitioner of the High Grade Heaven Rank, pinched the silver needle between his fingers while the force of True Energy within him surged ceaselessly.
With the insertion of the first silver needle into Sun ixin’s skull, followed by six more, he began the treatnt.
On the sidelines, Ye Chenfeng recognized Tang Bosheng’s technique as the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles.
In his previous life, he had the opportunity to visit the nation’s secret treasure trove five or six tis, collecting virtually all works from ancient to present.
Having been particularly interested in dical skills, he had read many dical texts, among which was the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles procedure.
Ye Chenfeng could tell that Tang Bosheng hadn’t mastered the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles to perfection.
However, the version of the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles Ye Chenfeng had seen in his previous life was only an incomplete scroll with an imperfect record of the technique.
After applying the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles, Tang Bosheng checked Sun ixin’s pulse every two minutes, but there was no change in her condition.
Fifteen minutes later, he removed the needles and shook his head, saying, “Elder Sun, I’ve truly done all I can.
ixin’s body functions are deteriorating rapidly, and my treatnts may not have much effect on her from now on.
At most, she only has a month left.”
“Mr.
Tang, no, it can’t be, ixin won’t die, you must have so other way.
I beg you, please save ixin, please save her,” Zhang Feng pleaded, dropping to his knees and repeatedly kowtowing to Tang Bosheng.
Seeing her father kneel down, the adorable Sun Xiaoi, with tears streaming down from her large eyes, followed suit and knelt down before Tang Bosheng.
“Bosheng, is there really no other way?” Sun Boyi asked, frowning.
With a reluctant shake of his head, Tang Bosheng replied, “Elder Sun, with my current dical skills, I truly am powerless to help.”
“Wuwuwu~” Sun Xiaoi couldn’t help but burst into tears, sobbing, “Mommy won’t die, mommy won’t die…”
Ye Chenfeng stepped forward upon seeing that Tang Bosheng couldn’t revive his aunt, and said, “Let have a look at my aunty’s illness!
Perhaps I might have a way to wake her up.”
Upon hearing this, all eyes present inevitably focused on Ye Chenfeng.
Although people like Sun Boyi had witnessed Ye Chenfeng’s formidable combat skills, dical skills were a completely different matter.
Moreover, if even Tang Bosheng, one of the three Saints of the Ghost Doctor Sect, was powerless, how could Ye Chenfeng possess superior dical skills?
It must be rembered that the three Saints of the Ghost Doctor Sect symbolized the pinnacle of dical practitioner in the Ancient Martial World.
Tang Bosheng’s disciple, Wang Yandong, wore a disdainful look.
His master couldn’t cure the woman, and yet this greenhorn dared to say he might have a way?
Was this so kind of international joke?
“Kid, who do you think you are in the Shocking Heavens Sect?
Is it your place to speak?
If my master can’t cure her, you think you can?
Then why did your Shocking Heavens Sect even invite us, the Ghost Doctor Sect, to treat her?” Wang Yandong asked sharply, clearly annoyed.
Sun Boyi quickly intervened, “Bosheng, this young man is my great-grandson, Ye Chenfeng.
He’s from the Secular World and has just arrived at Shocking Heavens Sect today.
I think he’s just anxious to see his aunty wake up and ans no offense to the Ghost Doctor Sect.”
“Elder Sun, you’re taking this too seriously.
You’re a close friend of our forr Sect Leader in the Ghost Doctor Sect.
After all, who doesn’t have a ti in their youth when they’re a bit reckless?” Tang Bosheng quickly waved his hand and said.
However, as Zhang Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, heard that Ye Chenfeng might be able to revive his wife, Sun ixin, he stood up hurriedly from the ground, walked up to Ye Chenfeng and asked, “Can you really wake up ixin?”
As Zhang Feng wasn’t in the grand hall just now, he didn’t recognize Ye Chenfeng yet!
“Great-grandfather says you’re his great-grandson, so you are Xiao i’s brother.
Brother, please wake up my mom quickly!” Sun Xiaoi walked up and tugged at Ye Chenfeng’s sleeve and pleaded.
Ye Chenfeng patted Sun Xiaoi’s head and said, “I’m not sure whether I can wake your mom up right away, but I can definitely save her life.”
“Chenfeng, can you really save ixin’s life?” Sun iqin asked, teary-eyed and incredulous.
“Chenfeng, don’t push yourself.
We acknowledge your strength without a doubt, but treatnt isn’t sothing to ss around with.” Sun Boyi said with a serious gaze.
“Right, great-grandfather is correct, don’t force yourself.
We already recognize you as one of the Suns,” said the usually prideful Sun Xiaoli.
“Brother, isn’t this slapping the Ghost Doctor Sect’s face?
Even Tang Bosheng, one of the three Saints, is at a loss here, and yet you insist there’s a way.
If your thod turns out to be ineffective in the end, it will only bring sha to Shocking Heavens Sect and might even sour the relationship between Shocking Heavens Sect and Ghost Doctor Sect,” Sun Hengfei whispered from beside Ye Chenfeng.
“Brother, brother, please treat my mom!” the innocent Sun Xiaoi urged, pulling on Ye Chenfeng’s sleeve.
Ye Chenfeng shrugged and said, “How can we know without trying?
Besides, since people from the Ghost Doctor Sect are at a loss with my aunt, it’s like trying to revive a dead horse as if it were a living one.”
Seeing Ye Chenfeng walk over to Sun ixin’s bedside, Tang Bosheng’s expression also turned slightly sour, and he forced a smile, “It’s good for young people to be willing to try, but it’s not good to be overly arrogant and conceited.”
“Master, it seems he’s really set on doing this, but in the end, he might not even diagnose the illness.
Perhaps his ddling could even hasten the patient’s death,” Tang Bosheng’s disciple Wang Yandong said coldly, watching Ye Chenfeng.
Repeated provocations from the master and disciple had begun to irk Ye Chenfeng, who responded blandly, “The Seven Star Life Renewal Needles you just used aren’t quite there yet!
You should go back and practice so more!”(To be continued.
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