Acupuncture manipulates the flow of Qi and blood, similar to how an Ancient Martial Artist directs True Qi. One must be extrely careful, especially with the ridians passing through the head, as a single mistake can lead to dangerous consequences.
Fortunately, Lin Tian possessed a super perception, allowing him to observe the most subtle changes in Qi and blood. This is why Lin Tian was more proficient in the Nine Needle Technique than Zi Yan.
"Baihui, Yintang, Fengchi, Tianshu..." Lin Tian perford as if it was a beautiful symphony, leaving everyone srized.
It was only after two full hours did Lin Tian stop his acupuncture actions. During this ti, Jiang Xiu Ying was exhausted and had to withdraw from the acupuncture session. Only Lin Tian continued tirelessly, without any breaks, for over two hours.
The intricate acupuncture was much like a major surgery, requiring not only technical skill but also physical stamina. Professor He and others watched the entire process as Lin Tian perford each move flawlessly, steady as Taishan.
It beca clear to him why Jiang Xiu Ying and Dean Miao held Lin Tian in such high regard. The professor was both amazed and delighted that his academy had produced such a genius, one that surpassed the very definition of genius.
"I can’t deny my age anymore; my stamina can no longer support a full acupuncture session," Jiang Xiu Ying said regretfully, yet also feeling relieved, as she saw hope for the future in Lin Tian’s youth and vitality—this is the unending legacy.
"Lin Tian, you are our hope," Dean Miao also remarked with emotion.
"Elder Jiang, Lin Tian, how is the patient’s condition?" Director Liang inquired.
Lin Tian conducted a brief examination and replied, "We’ve basically achieved our expectations, removed so of the parasite eggs, and after suppressing the circulation of Qi and blood, we can minimize the risk of parasite reinfection, buying us more ti."
"Ti is of the essence, let’s proceed to the next patient. From the looks of it, Xiao Zhao’s constitution is weaker than Zhao Weitao’s, so the situation is much more severe," Professor He said solemnly.
After completing Zhao Weitao’s acupuncture, the group moved to the next room. Xiao Zhao had also been sedated and lay asleep.
"Xiao Zhao’s nervous system is already damaged. When he wakes up, he might beco delirious again. It’s not enough to rely prevent parasite reinfection; his spiritual consciousness must also be repaired."
Lin Tian examined Xiao Zhao, his expression grave. Inside Xiao Zhao’s head was a peculiar black energy, similar to the Yin Sha Qi found in Yun Hongxi.
However, the difference lay in that the Yin Sha Qi in Yun Hongxi eroded the life force, while the Yin Sha Qi in Xiao Zhao’s mind attacked his spiritual consciousness.
According to Zhang Lingyu, humans possess three souls and seven spirits. Xiao Zhao’s ntal impairnt indicated problems with his three souls and seven spirits. Although Lin Tian had ventured into the Netherworld, he didn’t understand the concept of these three souls and seven spirits, let alone how to treat them.
It is said the most mysterious acupuncture technique, the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, could treat ntal disorders, exorcise evil, and restore the human’s three souls and seven spirits. Unfortunately, Lin Tian did not know this technique, nor had he heard much about it apart from Dean Miao’s ntions.
Regardless, although he couldn’t heal the three souls and seven spirits, Lin Tian could treat the human body. As the body and these spiritual aspects are interdependent, a healthy body would also nourish the three souls and seven spirits.
Having had frequent interactions with Zhang Lingyu, Lin Tian had co to understand so of these peculiar theories.
"Lin Tian, I’ll assist you this ti," Dean Miao volunteered willingly.
"Alright." Lin Tian agreed without hesitation. Jiang Xiu Ying’s stamina hadn’t recovered, and she was unable to handle another intense acupuncture session. Since Xiao Zhao was in a worse condition, this round of acupuncture was even more complex.
With the gold threads sterilized and containers, as well as drainage devices prepared, Lin Tian comnced the taphorical "surgical procedure."
Healing cannot be rushed; acupuncture is unlike combat where Lin Tian could use Zi Yan’s fire to burn Xiao Zhao to ashes, destroying the parasites along with him. Acupuncture, however, requires a slow and thodical approach.
Because there was also ntal damage to address, Lin Tian focused his acupuncture on Xiao Zhao’s Yintang acupoint.
This acupoint, known dically as the Yintang, corresponds internally to the pineal gland. Although the pineal gland remains a mystery in modern dicine, it’s believed to be associated with the ntal system.
In Taoism, it is referred to as the Mud Pill Palace, ho to the Divine Soul that governs the Divine Sense and ntal will. If sothing goes wrong here, a person can be driven into madness.
Though both nas for the sa location erge from different schools of thought, the conclusions are remarkably similar, explaining the sa truth in different ways.
However, Huaxia Taoism discovered the truth of the Mud Pill Palace centuries ago, while the so-called pineal gland was only identified in modern tis and still remains not fully understood.
After Lin Tian drained Xiao Zhao’s pus, he resud the acupuncture, adapting his technique from before. This ti, Dean Miao held out longer, benefiting from his greater physical endurance due to being a man.
When the acupuncture was completed, nearly three hours had passed. Treating the two patients required almost five hours, during which night had already fallen outside.
Working from day into the night, Lin Tian hadn’t even paused for a al, although it hadn’t bothered him. For Jiang Xiu Ying and the others, who were ordinary people, persisting so long was no small feat.
The remaining two young won, along with Liu Yuansi, had only just been admitted and were still undergoing examination and observation, so Lin Tian didn’t perform acupuncture on them yet.
"Lin Tian, let’s go eat together. After such long acupuncture sessions, everyone’s exhausted," Professor He suggested, with Dean Miao readily agreeing. He was eager to continue discussing acupuncture with Lin Tian.
"Uh, I won’t go. Just have soone bring a al and so fruit. I’m going to check on Xiaoyi," Lin Tian gently shook his head, declining their kind offer.
They were montarily taken aback but soon sighed, recalling the day’s events, losing their appetite for celebration.
Given their age, Jiang Xiu Ying and the prominent figures had to leave after such prolonged efforts. Lin Tian waited briefly in the hallway before a young nurse brought him his al and fruit.
Lin Tian requested the nurse to open the observation room door, and she did not refuse, knowing Lin Tian’s identity—a young man with exceptional dical skills and remarkably good looks.
Declining the young nurse’s offer to accompany him, Lin Tian entered the observation room alone. Inside, Qiao Xiaoyi was sitting on the bed with a book in his hands, calmly reading, a stark contrast to Liu Yuansi’s panicked reactions.
Qiao Xiaoyi looked up and smiled warmly, "Is it ti for blood samples?" Not recognizing Lin Tian, who was in protective clothing and a mask.
Lin Tian took off his hood and mask, revealing his face, and smiled back at him.
"Brother Lin!" Qiao Xiaoyi was surprised and delighted, but imdiately his expression changed: "Brother Lin, quickly put your mask back on, I may infect you."
Instead of putting the mask back on, Lin Tian sat by the bed, tossed the mask aside, and smiled, "You haven’t kissed or bitten , what’s there to be afraid of?"
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