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Chapter 932 - 929: New Therapy

Chapter 932: Chapter 929: New Therapy

Purple Electric Silver Needle? Lin Tian was taken aback, recalling the purple lightning released by the Heavenly Master Girl’s Demon-suppressing Whip. He thought Liao Ping had some trick up his sleeve, but on closer inspection, it wasn’t what he imagined.

The ends of those silver needles were connected to thin metal wires, and inside the briefcase was something else, taking up half the space, looking like a device.

The device had ports, seemingly for wiring. Seeing this, Lin Tian had some understanding; if he guessed correctly, this device supplied electrical currents. The so-called "Purple Electric Silver Needle" was nothing more than a gimmicky name, meant to draw attention, and it certainly succeeded in doing so.

Liao Ping was very pleased with everyone’s reaction. He smiled and explained, "Our traditional acupuncture simply uses silver needles to stimulate acupoints on the body. I feel that such stimulation is quite limited. After some research, I combined Huaxia and Western medicine to create a new acupuncture therapy."

"Master Liao, what exactly is this therapy? Please tell us," someone eagerly asked.

Liao Ping looked around the hall and then slowly said, "The West has electric shock therapy, and we in Huaxia have acupuncture. In some ways, these two treatments are similar. Electric shock therapy stimulates the brain, while acupuncture stimulates acupoints all over the body, causing a kind of positive chain reaction for therapeutic purposes."

"After research, I combined the two therapies. During acupuncture, I pass a weak electrical current through the silver needles to stimulate the acupoints. Tests have shown this method to be more effective than conventional acupuncture." Liao Ping introduced.

Words spilled from Liao Ping’s mouth, and people listening couldn’t help but nod. Lin Tian had to admit that this idea was quite innovative, and the spirit of innovation should be encouraged, though the actual efficacy of the therapy remained questionable.

Liao Ping’s method is supposedly better than traditional acupuncture. Lin Tian thought it was because Liao Ping hadn’t experienced more advanced acupuncture skills, like the Nine Needle Technique, and also because Liao Ping didn’t thoroughly understand Mr. Yun’s condition.

A leg that had been lifeless for so long couldn’t possibly be cured by this electric-acupuncture alone. If it could, why would Mr. Yun have waited until now? Over the past twenty years, the Yun family had sought many famous doctors, yet Mr. Yun’s legs remained unchanged, indicating that conventional treatments were ineffective for him.

"Master Liao, may I ask how safe this therapy is?" Yun Haoyu asked courteously yet solemnly.

If a therapy isn’t safe, no matter how gloriously you present it, the Yun family wouldn’t let it be administered on Mr. Yun. If it didn’t cure him but made things worse, it would be disastrous. And if it cost him his life, the situation would be irreparable.

Liao Ping confidently replied, "Mr. Yun, as a son, I understand your concern. But rest assured, this therapy is absolutely safe."

"A typical electric shock therapy session only requires thirty joules of energy. Perhaps that’s hard to understand, so put it this way: the energy used in one session is comparable to the electricity needed to light a thirty-watt bulb for one second. Of course, some doctors might overuse it, causing side effects in patients."

"However, my Purple Electric Silver Needle therapy requires even less power than electric shock therapy. Even if the current is at its maximum limit, it’s only a quarter of the strength of electric shock therapy. So, even if there’s a mishap and the current is maxed out, there’s no danger," Liao Ping explained in detail.

This was a perfect opportunity to promote his new therapy. If he could cure Mr. Yun with it, he could establish the reputation of the "Purple Electric Silver Needle," possibly even making a mark in medical history like the famous doctors of ancient times.

Yes, what Liao Ping was focused on at that moment was earning honor and achieving immortality in history.

"Dad, what do you think about this therapy...?" Yun Haoyu couldn’t make a decision; it concerned his father’s life and death, so he finally sought Mr. Yun’s opinion.

Mr. Yun was quite open-minded, laughing, "Haoyu, you needn’t worry. In the past twenty years, I’ve seen all kinds of strange therapies. Let Master Liao get started."

Yun Haoyu nodded and said to Liao Ping, "Then I’ll have to trouble Master Liao."

Liao Ping directed Liu Weiyuan to set up the equipment, then began diagnosing Mr. Yun himself, followed by the acupuncture. Initially, his needling was no different from regular acupuncture, inserting several silver needles into Mr. Yun’s feet, calves, and knees.

Once all the needles were in place, Liao Ping put on surgical gloves. Of course, he wasn’t performing surgery; the gloves were just for insulation.

Liao Ping connected the metal wires to the needles in the feet and instructed, "Weiyuan, set it to level one."

Liu Weiyuan turned the knob, setting it to level one. Liao Ping asked, "Old Sir, do you feel anything?"

Everyone waited tensely, but Mr. Yun shook his head, and the crowd sighed. This was entirely expected by Lin Tian. With Mr. Yun’s legs completely lifeless, how could they have any sensation from the electric needles?

Liao Ping was not convinced and increased the current, but the result was the same. The needles in the feet showed no response, so he switched to the needles in the calves and stimulated them with electricity, but again, there was no response.

Having boasted a bit earlier, Liao Ping now faced continuous setbacks, making him uneasy, with sweat forming on his forehead—partly from the exhaustion of acupuncture and partly from embarrassment.

"The last needle on the knee, Weiyuan, turn the current to maximum," Liao Ping said somewhat urgently.

After Liu Weiyuan followed the instruction, as soon as Liao Ping reconnected the needle, an unexpected situation occurred—the elder’s foot suddenly moved forward, causing everyone to stand up.

"It moved, it moved..." a doctor excitedly shouted.

Lin Tian shook his head through the entire process. Throughout Liao Ping’s electric acupuncture, Lin Tian had been observing Mr. Yun’s feet through perspective vision, looking to see any effect from the electrical stimulation, but to no avail—they remained devoid of vitality.

"Old Sir, how do you feel?" Liao Ping immediately asked.

Mr. Yun shook his head and said, "No pain or numbness at all, it might have just been a nerve reflex."

"I see..." Liao Ping felt somewhat dejected and muttered, "Apparently, it’s much more complicated than I thought. I’m powerless in this matter."

"Master, could we take another look?" Liu Weiyuan said, unwilling to give up. He wasn’t concerned with Mr. Yun’s condition; he just wanted his master to succeed, so he could boast.

Earlier, when his master confidently took action, Liu Weiyuan thought they would succeed and he could brag in front of Lin Tian, showing the greatness of being apprenticed to a renowned master compared to a Jianghu doctor.