Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 937 - 934: Stunning the Entire Audience

Chapter 937: Chapter 934: Stunning the Entire Audience

"Master, how are you?" Fu Xin shouted with a tearful voice.

"Master, please stop." Yun Haoyu also said.

The old master still kept his eyes closed and said nothing, as he continued to chant. Suddenly, Lin Tian appeared behind him, pressed a point on the back of the old master’s neck, and the old master instantly passed out.

"Xiao Tian, what are you doing?" Yun Haoyu asked, puzzled.

"Uncle Yun, the old master has a do-or-die resolve, and persuasion won’t work. The only way is to knock him out, or else he’ll keep going." Lin Tian explained.

"What exactly is going on here?" Mr. Yun asked.

Lin Tian glanced at Fu Xin and said, "Uncle Yun once helped their master-disciple pair with a meal, so the old master is doing everything he can to heal the old master. But the treatment greatly exhausts him, and if he doesn’t stop, it will be life-threatening. So, I had to knock him out..."

He explained the situation briefly, skipping the mystical things involved, which were too complicated to understand if elaborated.

After hearing Lin Tian’s explanation, the renowned doctors were filled with respect, while Liu Weiyuan and his disciple were left embarrassed, especially Liu Weiyuan, who kept calling the old master a Jianghu fraud. Now, seeing him sacrifice himself to save a life, left him in shame, and the doctors looked at him with contempt.

Among those present, only Li Wenrong had different thoughts. Seeing the old master’s failure, he had a faint smile of satisfaction at the corner of his mouth.

"Alas, I almost harmed the Master. If I had known it came at the cost of his life, I would never have agreed to the treatment," Mr. Yun sighed in remorse.

Then he looked at Lin Tian and said, "Xiao Tian, go check on the Master, how is the situation?"

"Don’t worry, with me here, everything will be fine." Lin Tian assured, then turned to examine the old master on the wide bench, with other doctors also stepping forward to see if they could help.

Fu Xin worriedly asked, "Brother Lin, will Master be alright?"

"Brother Lin promised you, I won’t let you lose your master." Lin Tian comforted.

He reached out to feel the old master’s pulse, actually using his perception to diagnose. The old master had no external injuries, but his internal organs had been damaged, referred to as internal injuries in Ancient Martial Artist terms.

This kind of internal injury would have killed an ordinary person, but the old master lived resiliently, as he was a cultivator with a life force a hundred times stronger than a normal person, and the strange energy in him also offered protection.

Luckily, Lin Tian intervened in time to stop him, otherwise, when his body’s energy was fully depleted, even the immortals couldn’t save him.

Lin Tian scanned the crowd and his sight finally settled on Li Wenrong. Li Wenrong was startled, but before he could react, the Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng in his hand was snatched away by Lin Tian.

"Lin Tian, you..." Li Wenrong wanted to question Lin Tian why he had grabbed the ginseng. Although it was just a hundred-year-old ginseng, it was still wild and hard to find, but seeing the situation, he held back.

Lin Tian didn’t bother to explain to him and said to Yun Xiaotian, "Xiao Tian, fetch a large bowl and a pot of warm water."

Without questioning, Yun Xiaotian turned to get them himself and soon returned with a bowl and kettle. These things were all available in the back hall, and the surrounding doctors remained silent, watching Lin Tian, curious to see how he would handle it.

Receiving the porcelain bowl, Lin Tian placed it on the ground, gathered the ginseng roots in his hand, squeezed hard, and when he opened his hand, there was nothing left but powder.

This... the doctors were wide-eyed in astonishment, a whole ginseng turned into powder with just one grab. Was this young man performing magic?

The Yun family was surprised, but not as shocked as the doctors because they had seen the prowess of Ancient Martial Artists, who could crush even stones into powder, let alone a mere ginseng.

Lin Tian put all the ginseng powder into the porcelain bowl and then poured in half a bowl of hot water.

"Fu Xin, feed this bowl of water to your master." Lin Tian instructed.

"Hey, that won’t do! Ginseng is a great tonic, especially a Century-old Wild Ginseng, it’s incredibly nourishing, giving the whole thing to the master will harm him." One doctor said anxiously.

"That’s right, and the old master is quite old, he can’t handle something so nourishing." Liao Ping also objected, and the other doctors nodded disapprovingly of Lin Tian’s approach, while only Jiang Xiu Ying and Zi Yan remained silent in thought.

The famous doctors were not wrong; if a normal person ingested a whole century-old ginseng, the tonic would turn into poison, leading to ruptured blood vessels, internal bleeding, or severe bleeding with blood flowing from the seven orifices.

However, they did not know that the old master was not an ordinary person.

"Fu Xin, trust me, your master is a cultivator. A mere century-old wild ginseng won’t harm him," Lin Tian asserted calmly.

Fu Xin, aware that her master was a cultivator, followed Lin Tian’s instructions and fed the water to her master.

When Fu Xin finished feeding the ginseng water, Lin Tian unfastened the golden thread from his wrist. Picking up the golden thread, he felt several pairs of unusual gazes on him.

Two of those gazes were from Jiang Xiu Ying, but the other doctors were puzzled by Lin Tian’s golden thread. From their reactions, Lin Tian understood that not everyone recognized this golden thread.

"Brother Lin, your golden thread is so peculiar. What’s it for?" Fu Xin asked curiously.

Lin Tian answered with action, flicking the golden thread in his hand like a spirit snake, it accurately pierced into the old master’s Bai Hui acupoint and began rhythmically pulsating.

Seeing Lin Tian’s stunning acupuncture skills, everyone was in awe. It was the first time they realized that acupuncture could be so mesmerizing. The renowned doctors were not fools; otherwise, they wouldn’t have been invited by the Yun family. They could tell Lin Tian’s acupuncture was extraordinary.

"At first, I thought this young man was just remarkable, but I didn’t expect he was skilled in acupuncture. Turns out he is indeed deeply hidden," a doctor exclaimed.

"Look at his unique methods, they’re so sophisticated and profound. I wonder which reclusive famous doctor he’s learned them from?" guessed the doctor, still ignorant of the Nine Needle Technique’s absence from medical academia.

While the doctors discussed Lin Tian’s acupuncture skill, Liu Weiyuan and his disciple looked extremely uneasy. From the start, they pegged Lin Tian as a Jianghu fraud, feeling superior as members of a reputed school, looking down on Lin Tian.

But now, Lin Tian’s acupuncture skill alone dazzled everyone, leaving them amazed.

Liao Ping fiercely glared at Liu Weiyuan. All these troubles were indeed stirred by his disciple. If only the initial confrontation at the door hadn’t happened, there wouldn’t be this awkward situation. What made him angrier was that Liu Weiyuan had just publicly sneered at Lin Tian as a Jianghu doctor, and now, he was given a loud slap to the face.