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Chapter 263: Treating Luo’s Father (Please support with recommendation tickets!)

Chapter 263: Chapter 263: Treating Luo’s Father (Please support with recommendation tickets!)

Outside the ward, the nurse that Xiao Yifeng had thrown out spoke angrily, "That bastard is so arrogant; I definitely can’t let him get away with this."

"Do you realize what could happen because of your actions? Your father could die at any moment!"

At that moment, the doctor pointed at Luo Yun, who was standing outside the ward, and coldly scolded him.

"Doctor Hou, what should we do now?"

The nurse turned her gaze toward the doctor, who spoke gravely,

"No, we cannot allow that young man to wreak havoc in the hospital. If something happens to the patient, it will certainly affect the hospital. I am going to notify the leadership right now, and you should immediately call the hospital security staff."

"Alright, I’ll go get the security staff now. I’ll show that young guy just how tough I am, daring to throw me out like that!"

The nurse’s face was dark with rage, her eyes full of fury.

Luo Yun simply stood quietly in front of the ward, not speaking. His face looked tense, and his heart was filled with agitation.

Because of the recent events, the corridor outside the ward had already gathered a large crowd of patients and medical staff, all of whom were asking what was going on.

When they learned that a man in his twenties claimed he could save a patient with severe renal failure just by using traditional Chinese acupuncture instead of surgery, their expressions were all ones of shock, with faces filled with disbelief.

Afterward, they all thought the young man must be crazy, as it was simply an impossible feat.

Yet, unexpectedly, the patient’s family had believed him, and as a result, more and more people were gathering in the corridor outside the ward, all pointing at Luo Yun and talking amongst themselves.

Meanwhile, inside the ward, Xiao Yifeng’s expression had already turned serious. He held his breath and focused, undoing the clothes on Luo’s father, preparing to perform acupuncture.

"It looks like I can only use the Thirteen Needles of Divine Void now!"

Xiao Yifeng watched Luo’s father’s condition and muttered to himself.

The state of Luo’s father was even more grave than that of the old Song family patriarch; not only was it acute renal failure, but all of his organs were starting to fail to varying degrees.

In the history of modern medicine, this was considered an incurable disease; it was absolutely impossible to completely restore his health.

However, for Xiao Yifeng, who possessed the Yin-Yang Forbidden Tome, it wasn’t impossible. The tome chronicled countless medical techniques; the most profound of which could even resurrect the dead, let alone heal such diseases.

To fully recover Luo’s father, only the Thirteen Needles of Divine Void would suffice.

The Thirteen Needles of Divine Void, a first-rate set of acupuncture skills from the Yin-Yang Forbidden Tome, was several notches above the Eight Trigrams Acupuncture Technique that Xiao Yifeng had performed before. He had previously used it to treat Ji Sanniang’s injuries.

The Thirteen Needles of Divine Void could not only treat internal injuries but also had another capability: it could stimulate bodily functions, revitalizing the organs.

With Xiao Yifeng’s current strength, he could only perform up to the seventh needle, but that was already enough to save Luo’s father.

Gathering his full concentration, Xiao Yifeng’s right hand skimmed over the acupuncture pack, and a long silver needle appeared in his hand, along with a surge of energy.

The silver needle emitted a humming sound, vibrating and flashing a starry blue light, dazzling and brilliant.

Whoosh!

A needle was inserted, aimed directly at a lethal acupoint on Luo’s father’s body. If it were any other practitioner of Chinese medicine, even the masters wouldn’t dare to insert a silver needle into a person’s lethal acupoint lightly; one mistake could have irreparable consequences.

However, Xiao Yifeng paid no heed to this. After the first needle was placed, he waved the second needle and aimed it at the second lethal acupoint.

Two needles went down, and Luo’s Father’s body trembled lightly, his complexion gradually changing.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Then Xiao Yifeng swiftly flicked out three needles in the blink of an eye, having already deployed the fifth needle of the Thirteen Needles of Divine Void. By this moment, his cheeks had begun to pale, and a hint of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The Thirteen Needles of Divine Void consumed a great deal of mental energy and physical strength, something that others simply could not muster.

As these five needles were inserted, the rapidly deteriorating kidneys in Luo’s Father’s body stopped failing, and miraculously other organs also ceased to deteriorate.

"Two more needles!"

Xiao Yifeng muttered to himself, eyes shining with determination.

Meanwhile, outside the sickroom, a group of hospital security personnel, led by the nurse who had been thrown out by Xiao Yifeng, hurried over along with several hospital leaders brought by that doctor.

"It’s him, he’s the patient’s son!"

The doctor, with a group of hospital leaders, arrived outside the sickroom and pointed at Luo Yun.

"This is outrageous. How could you let a twenty-something-year-old youngster administer treatment to a patient in our hospital with Chinese medicine and acupuncture? That’s utterly impossible. If anything were to happen to the patient, who would take responsibility?"

An elderly man around fifty, somewhat bald and dressed in a white lab coat, spoke authoritatively and angrily at the group of doctors from the sickroom earlier, especially Doctor Hou, who was bowing his head, accepting the scolding without daring to say a word.

"Vice Director, it’s all because of that itinerant quack doctor. Moreover, he injured me; we absolutely cannot let him get away with this!" the nurse beside them spoke indignantly.

"Get inside immediately!"

The elderly man, who was Jiang Zhiqiang, the Vice Director of Tianhai People’s Hospital, seeing the situation before him, commanded in a loud voice, ready to enter the sickroom.

"Hold on, none of you can go in!"

Luo Yun immediately stood in front of the sickroom door, blocking these people from entering.

"Young man, do you realize what you’re doing? You’re gambling with your father’s life. If anything happens to your father, not only will you be in agony, but the hospital will also bear a great responsibility," Jiang Zhiqiang said gravely.

"No way, no matter what, you can’t go in!"

Although Luo Yun’s heart was filled with unease and tension, at this moment he could only trust Xiao Yifeng, and thus, following Xiao Yifeng’s instructions, he prevented the group from entering.

"You are being downright absurd. Security, take him away!"

Jiang Zhiqiang ordered the hospital security nearby, and immediately several security personnel rushed forward, but Luo Yun quickly knocked them all down in short order.

Witnessing this scene, everyone was taken aback, and then the remaining security personnel swarmed in, only to be defeated just as quickly.

With Luo Yun at the peak of the Transformative Energy Stage, even a hundred such security workers would be of no avail.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiqiang’s face turned red with anger, his visage filled with wrath.

"What is going on here? What is everyone congregating around for?"

At that moment, a voice filled with authority and vigor rang out as a silver-haired elderly man, accompanied by a young and beautiful woman in a white lab coat, approached.

It was none other than Han Jianbin, the Director of Tianhai People’s Hospital and Chairman of Tianhai City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, along with his granddaughter, Han Zixuan.