Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Chapter 59: Brought Back to Life

Chapter 59: Brought Back to Life

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The female officer who rushed over to stop Ling Yun from beating someone up was shell-shocked as she looked at Sun Xing. He was curled up on the ground with his face swollen and covered in blood, barely alive.

How did he go from being arrogant to being barely alive in the blink of an eye?

Ling Yun and Xue Meining smiled at each other as they walked past the female officer from both sides and ran straight towards the dying old man.

Zhuang Meifeng had already gotten off the BMW. Even though the silver needles on her neck and shoulders were a little inconvenient, they did not hinder her movements.

It was no wonder that Sun Xing had come all the way to Qingshui City from Beijing, Zhuang Meifeng was truly an eye-catching beauty.

She was approximately 1.69 meters tall and had long maroon-colored hair that resembled a waterfall. All of that along with her matured and sexy body, she attracted the gaze of all the pedestrians.

Zhuang Meifeng looked around 20 years old with her pale and translucent skin, delicate features and seductive red lips.

Apart from her rare and captivating phoenix eyes, her most attractive assets were her breasts and waist.

Her perfect breasts resembled the shape of peaches, well rounded and seductive; her waist was so tiny it could even be held. With such a body, she naturally emanated a matured and seductive aura without the need to do anything.

WIth skin as fair as snow, captivating phoenix eyes, perfect breasts that were as full as a peach, along with an eye-catching itty-bitty waist, no one could deny that Zhuang Meifeng was truly blessed by the heavens.

However, her arrogant and ice-cold stares could easily shoo away men who were entranced by her beauty and tempted to try their luck.

Beautiful and seductive! Truly a never-before-seen beauty!

She took a look at Sun Xing who was motionless on the ground. Her ice-cold stares were filled with hatred and fear.

However, when she turned around and looked at Ling Yun, her gaze was filled with gratitude and worry instead.

The crowd surrounding them gossiped among themselves and had differing opinions.

“Students are so fierce these days! All it takes is one sentence to start a fight!”

This was said by someone who was shocked by Ling Yun’s brute force and power.

“That scumbag deserved it. Even he said so himself, he rammed his car into hers just because she didn’t want to see him and he also injured three innocent people in the process! If it was up to me, I would say that beating him to death is considered a light punishment!”

This was from someone who despised Sun Xing’s attitude and supported Ling Yun’s actions.

“Precisely, I’ve never seen anyone this arrogant. So what if you’re rich and powerful?”

“Just take a look at his car, his father is definitely more powerful than Li Gang…”

The person said this in reference to the ‘Li Gang incident’.

“Hmm, just take a look at that woman’s seductive appearance, she’s definitely a vixen!”

“She’s even driving a BMW. She is probably some rich person’s mistress…”

…

This was definitely from women who were envious of Zhuang Meifeng’s beauty.

Zhuang Meifeng seemed indifferent and she could not be bothered with all these comments. All she did was fix her gaze on Ling Yun’s silhouette in silence.

Ling Yun crouched before the old man and opened up the leather pouch that held the silver needles. He calmly observed the changes in the old man’s complexion as he rubbed his hands together gently.

“Little Ning, I may need 7 to 8 minutes this time. Make sure no one disturbs me during this period,” Ling Yun informed Xue Meining in all seriousness.

He could not manipulate his spiritual energy. Thus, he could only rely on the Nine Needles of The Spiritual Pivot to save this old man’s life. Ling Yun tried to be as careful as possible to avoid any mistakes.

“Don’t worry, brother Ling Yun, I won’t let anyone disturb you.”

Xue Meining knew that the old man’s life was on the line and his heart could stop at any moment, thus she was quick to nod her head.

When his hands began to warm up, Ling Yun picked up 7 to 8 silver needles in each hand and inserted them into the major acupuncture points on the old man at lightning speed.

The middle-aged surgeon and male officer had a good view since they were right beside the old man. They were both stunned by the scene before them. They were both wondering whether that fatty was treating someone or performing acrobatics instead.

Ling Yun’s technique was truly too fast to be true.

The entire process of picking up, pricking and removing the needle was in one fluid motion.

Ling Yun’s hands were a lot fatter than a normal person’s. Thus, logically speaking, he should be a lot clumsier when handling needles. However, he seemed to be more skillful at it than a tailor who had several decades of experience.

Within three minutes, Ling Yun had already inserted 27 needles into the old man’s body. Meanwhile, Xue Meining was jaw-dropped and completely enchanted by his performance.

She did not even dare to blink, fearing that she would miss out on any details.

As the Chinese saying goes, ‘The insider knows the ropes as the outsider tags along for the ride’.

Even though Xue Meining did not know how to execute the Nine Needles of The Spiritual Pivot, she was still extremely familiar with traditional Chinese acupuncture and was top-notch at recognizing and locating acupuncture points, as well as acupuncture skills.

Therefore, she could vaguely tell that Ling Yun had executed three rounds of the Nine Needles of The Spiritual Pivot.

The first round was to stop the bleeding, the second round was to strengthen the old man’s heart and the third round was to reduce the turbulence in his meridians.

Ling Yun heaved a sigh of relief. The old man’s life was no longer in danger.

But that was not the point.

Ling Yun knew that the internal injuries and broken ribs were not much of an issue. The real problem was that the old man had injured his brain.

What would be the point of living if the old man had to live the rest of his life as a vegetable or paralyzed?

Ling Yun wiped away the sweat from his forehead. His expression was solemn as he drew out another nine silver needles from the pouch.

Shuigou point, Yingxiang point, Sibai point, Chengqi point, Qingming point, Zuanzu point, Yintang point, Touwei point…

Eight silver needles were slowly inserted, one at a time.

“This… It’s all in the brain!”

“How brave is this kid?”

…

Ling Yun held his breath as he ignored the cries and praises that came from the crowd. Then, he slowly inserted a four-inch-long silver needle into the old man’s Baihui point.

It was the final needle of the Nine Needles of The Spiritual Pivot, which was also the most important needle.

“Half of the needle is in!”

“Oh god, what is he doing? Even a healthy person would die if he got pricked like that!”

Another wave of cries!

“Stop screaming! Please keep quiet and don’t disturb his acupuncture process!” Amidst Xue Meining’s shock, she did not forget to manage the crowd’s noise level.

The Baihui point was the point of intersection for all the meridians and also the source of all illnesses.

This acupuncture point was of utmost importance.

Even her own grandfather would have to think twice before inserting a needle into this point. However, Ling Yun did not hesitate at all.

How much confidence does one require to pull off such a feat?

All it took was one look for Xue Meining to determine that Ling Yun had arrived at the most important moment of his entire acupuncture process. Of course, he would not like to be disturbed.

However, she was just overthinking. Ling Yun was not at all affected by his surroundings and he had already finished executing the Nine Needles of The Spiritual Pivot.

“Phew… It’s a success! He should be fine as long as he takes care of himself as he recovers after regaining consciousness.”

Ling Yun plopped onto the ground. The four rounds of Nine Needles of The Spiritual Pivot had completely drained his energy.

“Brother Ling Yun, are you alright?”

Xue Meining was concerned as she used her sleeves to wipe away the sweat from Ling Yun’s forehead.

“I’m alright,” Ling Yun looked at her and replied as he got up.

“Wait, young man!” The middle-aged doctor called out to him as he thought Ling Yun was about to leave right after saving the old man’s life.

“Yes?” Ling Yun had a good impression of this doctor who had taken the initiative to save these people’s lives.

“I’m a surgeon from Jiangnan Provincial Hospital. My name is Zhong Qingshan, here’s my name card,” Zhong Qingshan walked towards Ling Yun, introduced himself and handed over a name card.

Ling Yun accepted it and glanced at the words that were on the name card.

‘Jiangnan Provincial Hospital Attending Physician of Surgery Department, Ph.D…’

He nodded and asked, “So, you’re Doctor Zhong I see. Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Young man, I’m assuming you study traditional Chinese medicine, right? I noticed that your medical skills are extraordinary and I want to get to know you. Do you mind giving me your contact information?”

Zhong Qingshan went straight to the point.

Even though Zhong Qingshan specialized in modern-day western medicine, that did not mean that he was completely clueless about traditional Chinese medicine.

Ling Yun had been able to bandage a wound, straighten and set a fracture, help Zhuang Meifeng regain consciousness with a few silver needles and save an old man from the brink of death with a stunning performance. He had managed to treat four patients with four different kinds of injuries of varying severity, all under ten minutes!

That was just a superb showing of medical skills.

Even if Zhong Qingshan searched through all the famous doctors he knew, he would not be able to find one who could achieve such a feat.

Hence, he had the thought of befriending Ling Yun.

“Contact information?” Ling Yun was faced with a problem.

How was he going to provide Zhong Qingshan with contact information if he did not have a phone?

“Well, Doctor Zhong, I don’t have a phone…” Ling Yun told him the truth.

Zhong Qingshan thought that Ling Yun was just being humble and was not seeking for recognition after doing a good deed. But, he was not ready to give up. “Young man, according to this lady, your name is Ling Yun, right? It’s alright if you don’t have a phone, you can leave me an address, I’ll visit you for sure!”

Since the other party refused to budge, Xue Meining, who was clutching onto Ling Yun’s arm, had an idea. She flashed a warm smile at Zhong Qingshan and said, “Uncle Zhong, we already have your name card, we’ll definitely contact you…”

Zhong Qingshan knew that they were just brushing him off by saying they would contact him instead and knew he should stop pursuing the matter. Thus, he could only laugh bitterly as he nodded in response to her.

Right at that moment, the distinct siren of a 120 ambulance could be heard from a distance.

“The ambulance is here!”

By then, there were several more traffic police officers that had come in from neighboring junctions to help conduct traffic. Traffic had resumed back to normal for three directions at the crossroad.

The cars and pedestrians gave way to the two incoming ambulances.

A group of medical staff got off the vehicle.

“Yo, isn’t this Director Zhong? What are you doing here?”

A young physician caught sight of Zhong Qingshan who was opposite Ling Yun the moment he got off the vehicle, so he quickly came over to say hi.

In fact, the moment the ambulances arrived, Zhong Qingshan knew that the ambulances were from Jiangnan Provincial Hospital.

“Ah if it isn’t Little Wang? You’re on duty today?” Zhong Qingshan immediately greeted him warmly.

“Quick, look! That old man is moving!”

Right then, another cry came from the crowd.