The Urban Medical Martial Immortal
Chapter 654 - 654 650 Ghost Doctor Saint

654: Chapter 650 Ghost Doctor Saint 654: Chapter 650 Ghost Doctor Saint “Fire Poison Qi implanted within the body is extremely rare; ordinary methods are hardly able to cure it.

Even the most skilled methods, without the correct approach, can at best only alleviate and suppress.

After a period of time, the Fire Poison would resurface, tormenting the patients afflicted by its Qi.

Over and over again, one could say the patients endure an excruciating agony.

The most frightening thing is, one fears the Fire Poison Qi might use the patient’s body as nourishment to strengthen itself, and at that point, even immortals would struggle to save them!

To put it plainly, Fire Poison Qi is actually a spark that has developed a trace of spirituality and has inadvertently entered the body.

The so-called spirituality doesn’t mean the flame itself has a spirit!

Rather, it’s like a seed that can take root and sprout, a spark that embeds itself deep within a person’s body, making it very difficult to remove!

Perhaps some patients are truly afflicted by a Spiritual Fire, but the chances of that are one in a hundred million!

Being invaded by Fire Poison Qi is an extremely complex situation.

It might be an ordinary flame, possibly the Yang Fire or Yin Fire of the heavens and earth, maybe Earthfire, possibly Heavenly Fire, or even the legendary Spiritual Fire…

There are countless possibilities!

The severity and symptoms of the disease also vary.

Right now, Lin Tian has not made a final diagnosis and cannot determine what type of Fire Poison it is.

But he is confident that with his current Cultivation, he can cure it!

Therefore, when he said that treating it would be as easy as flipping his hand, it wasn’t an idle boast.

However.

When these words fell into the ears of the young man opposite him, they were taken as sheer arrogance!

“Fellow Daoist, who might you be?

Given your big talk, you must have some achievement in the Medical Skill, right?

Could you explain how you would solve this Fire Poison Qi?”

The young man who had diagnosed the girl’s condition, with a cold face, repeatedly questioned Lin Tian, while also introducing himself, “I am Ma Shengjie, the leading disciple of the Ghost Doctor Saint, Muuu Nanfeng!”

With that, Ma Shengjie couldn’t help but lift his chin, revealing a sense of pride on his face.

At the same time, his gaze toward Lin Tian was full of sneers.

To the side.

The couple, Shui Ku and Yun Jing, saw that Lin Tian and Ma Shengjie were at odds with each other and that they were somewhat at loggerheads, they became anxious and hurriedly intervened to mediate.

Shui Ku politely said to Ma Shengjie, “This is Fellow Daoist Lin.

He also came knowing the young lady is sick and wanted to lend a hand.

Please don’t take offense, young Saint!”

“Oh…

Fellow Daoist Lin, eh…”

Ma Shengjie raised his eyebrows, and from Shui Ku’s address, he realized that the young man before him was in fact a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, an extraordinary talent rarely seen, which made him take the matter more seriously.

However, it was only seriousness, after all, he was a disciple of the Ghost Doctor Saint!

The Ghost Doctor Saint, Muuu Nanfeng, had a quite notable reputation in the Cultivation World and was highly regarded by many powerful individuals.

Additionally, his whereabouts were usually uncertain, making him hard to find, and this added a sense of mystique and inscrutability to him.

In short, whether in the Cultivation World or the Martial Arts World, the Ghost Doctor Saint had a widespread reputation, and it was even rumored that he had spent time amongst the common folk, loved by the ordinary people.

Of course, the commoners naturally did not know his identity, and just thought of him as a barefoot doctor at best!

Thus, being able to become the top disciple of Muuu Nanfeng, Ma Shengjie naturally had his own pride and status, and even if Lin Tian was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, it only meant he deserved a bit more respect.

After a pause, he continued with a sneer, “Fellow Daoist Lin, since you believe you have some skill and think that treating this Fire Poison Qi would be as easy as flipping your hand, then answer the question I just asked!”

Seeing this,

Yun Jing then spoke, addressing Lin Tian with a reminder, “Daoist Lin, my daughter’s name is Shui Tingyun.

She has suffered from this strange fire poison illness since she was a child, and countless medical experts have seen her, from the most common doctors in the secular world to the masters of the medical arts in the Cultivation World, all to no avail.

If you’ve done your best, then that’s enough; you don’t need to feel burdened!”

In these words, although Yun Jing appeared to be explaining the situation to Lin Tian, she was in fact reminding him not to overstate his capabilities.

In Yun Jing’s eyes, the young man before her had an outstanding talent in martial arts, but the medical path required not only talent but also cumulative experience.

Even someone as gifted as him could not achieve a high level of skill in just a day.

But Lin Tian just smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze to Ma Shengjie.

“Miss Shui Tingyun, the esteemed daughter of Daoists Shui Ku and Yun Jing, as soon as I came in, I could see that she is afflicted with the Fire Poison Qi.

I already have a solution—it’s quite simple to treat.

All that’s needed is a single Silver Needle to expel it!”

Lin Tian said with a casual smile, his demeanor calm, his words carrying an air of nonchalance.

Then he suddenly remembered something his despicable desk-mate Du Leisi had once said and half-jokingly added, “If one Silver Needle doesn’t solve it, then we’ll use two!

Attack with both barrels, strike directly at the root, and relieve thirst, itch, and pain!”

“You…

this is child’s play!

The art of the Silver Needle is nothing more than a method within acupuncture, how could it cure her?

And to speak such disrespectful words about Miss Shui, it’s outrageous!”

Upon hearing Lin Tian’s words, Ma Shengjie almost spat out blood in anger and then vehemently berated him.

Standing by, Shui Ku’s complexion turned sour.

And Yun Jing, as a middle-aged woman, also detected the double entendre in Lin Tian’s words, and her pretty face flushed with both shame and agitation, her beautiful eyes showing anger, began to fill with a cold intent.

“Daoist Lin, please refrain from making such indecent jokes!”

Shui Ku said sternly, raising her head and speaking to Lin Tian with a severe tone.

“A joke?

No!

Although there was a hint of teasing in my previous remarks, they were not said in jest!”

Lin Tian’s expression became grave, and he declared solemnly, “Miss Shui is tormented by the Fire Poison Qi, and is currently unable to bear its burden.

Besides enduring the pain of the Fire Qi within her body, she would also feel an unbearable itching sensation, which can only be described as excruciating!

Yet, my Silver Needle technique can absolutely cure her!”

“What…

my Yun’er!”

Hearing Lin Tian’s explanation, Yun Jing exclaimed in shock, her beautiful eyes reddened, and tears streamed down like rain.

She sat by the bed and took the hand of her unconscious daughter, her face filled with sorrow.

“Hmph, if the Silver Needle technique could cure her, Daoists Shui Ku and Yun Jing wouldn’t have had to watch their daughter endure such inhuman pain!”

Ma Shengjie snorted coldly and turned to the couple, saying earnestly, “I am powerless to help Miss Shui with her illness.

However, my master should be able to cure her.

Now, do you wish for him to take action or wait for my master’s arrival?”

Upon hearing this, the couple hesitated.

But soon after exchanging glances, they reached a decision.

“Daoist Lin Tian, it is not that we, as a couple, do not trust you, but this concerns our daughter’s life and we must be cautious!”

Shui Ku turned around, formally folded his hands, bowed to Lin Tian and said, “I think we should wait for the arrival of Mr.

Muuu—the Ghost Doctor Saint—to diagnose and then discuss together how to proceed?”

“Since you both have made your decision, I naturally have no objections!”

Lin Tian was not surprised by the decision of Daoists Shui Ku and Yun Jing; after all, he looked too young, and since it was their first meeting and he had not demonstrated a convincing technique, it was reasonable for them not to let him treat their daughter without reservation.

“Rest assured, elders, once my master arrives, he will certainly find a solution!”

Ma Shengjie then spoke again, his tone proud, “If…

If even my master cannot help, consulting him would also be futile!”

Shui Ku and Yun Jing did not respond to this remark but instead ordered Du Xiuwen and Du Xiude to wait outside for the arrival of the Ghost Doctor Saint, Muuu Nanfeng.

Within half an hour.

As the sound of footsteps neared, Du Xiuwen and Du Xiude respectfully ushered in an elderly man dressed in white robes.

The old man had white hair and appeared to be in his seventies, exuding an aura of transcendent elegance.

His face was ruddy, and his spirit was vigorous.

Within his somewhat cloudy eyes, from time to time, a sharp glint would flash.

This person was none other than the Ghost Doctor Saint—Muuu Nanfeng!