"You, you, you say I am an incompetent doctor without morality?"
Qin Chuan’s words fueled Hua Changsheng’s anger to the extreme, his hand pointing at Qin Chuan trembling from his rage.
The members of the Ye Family, too, wore faces of shock, for it was unheard of in Shen Zhou for anyone to dare call a Saintly Hand of the National Medical Hall an incompetent doctor without morality—Qin Chuan was the first.
Qin Chuan scoffed, "You use medical techniques to push people to their deaths—is that not lacking morality? Your medical skills are mediocre, yet you attempt to take lives—are you not an incompetent doctor?"
Hua Changsheng said irately, "Ye Tiannan simply had no chance of waking up. I was just acting on the family’s wishes, allowing him to pass away without any pain. How does that make me immoral?"
"I have been practicing medicine for decades, saved countless lives, and have become one of the four Saintly Hands of the National Medical Hall through my exquisite medical skills. How am I an incompetent doctor?"
Hua Changsheng, like a plucked rooster, pointed furiously at Qin Chuan’s face as he berated him.
"Exactly, Divine Doctor Hua has saved more lives than you have eaten grains of salt—you dare to insult Divine Doctor Hua as an incompetent doctor without morality?"
"Could this kid be an idiot? Otherwise, how could he make such preposterous claims?"
"He’s nothing but a jumping clown trying to climb up by stepping on Divine Doctor Hua’s shoulders."
"Boy, kneel down immediately and apologize to Sage Hand Sun!"
...
The people of the Ye Family were raging against Qin Chuan one after another.
Ye Ruoyi became even more anxious, her mind racing with thoughts: "What should I do? What should I do? What on earth should I do now?"
In Ye Lan’s turbid eyes, a terrifying murderous intent flickered.
Although Qin Chuan was scolding Hua Changsheng for being an incompetent doctor without morality, he was also insulting her.
After all, it was she who had ordered Hua Changsheng to use medical techniques to hasten Ye Tiannan’s death.
The strong members of the Ye Family were also eyeing Qin Chuan like tigers stalking their prey, waiting for Ye Lan’s command to act.
Murong Mingyue grew increasingly nervous, fearing that an even bigger conflict would erupt between the two sides.
Although Qin Chuan was powerful, this place was, after all, the Ye Family’s stronghold.
If a fight were to break out here, Qin Chuan, no matter how strong, was unlikely to gain much of an advantage.
Qin Chuan ignored the clamor from the Ye Family, looking coldly at Hua Changsheng as he said, "You’re still not convinced that you’re an incompetent doctor without morality? If that’s the case, then I’ll open your eyes!"
With that, he turned around, ready to treat Ye Tiannan.
"Stop right there!"
Just as he was about to proceed with the treatment, Ye Lan suddenly shouted angrily.
Qin Chuan’s gaze turned icy. Did this old thing really think he was so easy to bully?
If it weren’t for Ye Qingwan, why would he bother coming to the Ye Family to face such humiliation?
Ye Lan, with a daunting presence, rebuked sharply, "The Ye Family does not need your treatment, get out of the Ye Family now!"
The noisy scene finally quieted down, and everyone who turned to look at Qin Chuan did so as if they were looking at a dead man.
Clashing with Ye Lan within the Ye Family was akin to courting death.
Qin Chuan’s eyes grew colder as he said to Ye Lan, "I can cure Ye Tiannan’s illness."
Ye Lan roared, "Get out!"
Several powerful bursts of Martial Path Pressure suddenly erupted, enveloping Qin Chuan.
It was the several Energizing Skill Strong in the room, ready to pounce into action.
Not a trace of fear showed on Qin Chuan’s face; his eyes blazed with twin flames of anger.
Seeing this, Murong Mingyue said hurriedly and with anger, "Divine Doctor Qin, since the Ye Family does not wish for you to save him, let’s leave now!"
She too felt it was unworthy on behalf of Qin Chuan.
She knew well how powerful Qin Chuan’s medical skills were—far surpassing even the four Saintly Hands of the National Medical Hall.
Now that Qin Chuan had personally come to the Ye Family to treat Ye Tiannan, he was met with nothing but obstruction.
Qin Chuan did not respond, but instead looked at Ye Lan and said coldly, "And what if I must treat him?"
His words also stunned Ye Lan.
Could this kid not be afraid of death?
Or perhaps he’s simply a fool?
Otherwise, why would he dare to say such foolish words under these circumstances?
Ye Lan suddenly laughed, but his smile was somewhat hideous. Narrowing his eyes, he stared at Qin Chuan and said, "You can try!"
Qin Chuan sneered, "Then I’ll try!"
With that, his wrist flicked, and a dozen silver needles appeared.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
As he shook his arm, the silver needles, like streaks of lightning, pierced into Ye Tiannan’s body.
"Audacious!"
A strong member of the Ye Family immediately roared in anger, raising his hand to deliver a palm strike towards Qin Chuan.
Ye Lan was also stunned, not expecting Qin Chuan to actually dare to treat the patient.
"Mr. Qin, be careful!"
Seeing the Ye Family strongman attack Qin Chuan, Murong Mingyue was greatly alarmed and hurriedly shouted a warning.
However, Qin Chuan seemed as if he hadn’t heard Murong Mingyue’s warning, or as if he was unaware that someone was about to strike him; as the silver needles settled into Ye Tiannan’s body, his index finger and thumb quickly twitched at the tails of those needles.
At that moment, the palm of the Ye Family strongman also fell.
The members of the Ye Family all wore cold smiles, seemingly already visualizing the scene of this young man who dared to challenge the Ye Family being slapped to death.
However, the next second, something happened that shocked everyone.
Qin Chuan, who had his back to the Ye Family strongman, made a move and left his original position.
At that instant, the deadly strike from the Ye Family strongman came down, hitting nothing but air.
The Ye Family strongman’s face underwent a drastic change, full of incredulity as he exclaimed, "How, how is this possible?"
Although that strike had not been with his full strength, it was still half of his power. With his Energizing Skill Middle Stage Realm strength, he had actually failed to hit Qin Chuan, who was facing away from him.
Ye Lan’s pupils contracted sharply, not understanding what had happened.
"Holy shit! This kid actually dodged Master Huang’s attack!"
"He must have moved coincidentally at the right moment to avoid it, right?"
"It has to be, otherwise how could he possibly dodge a strike from an Energizing Skill Middle Stage Realm strongman?"
"This kid’s luck is simply too good to have avoided it."
...
The people of the Ye Family spoke one after another, all believing it to be Qin Chuan’s good luck.
Qin Chuan merely moved his foot and did not even raise his eyes to look at the Ye Family strongman; he continued to treat Ye Tiannan.
As his fingers twirled around each silver needle, something astonishing happened—the dozen silver needles began to vibrate rapidly.
At that moment, Qin Chuan suddenly raised his right hand and fiercely brought it down.
"Bang!"
With that palm landing on Ye Tiannan’s chest, a wild aura exploded from within Ye Tiannan’s body.
The frequency of the vibrations of the silver needles inserted into Ye Tiannan increased even more.
Hua Changsheng, who had been waiting to see a farce, now widened his eyes, staring at Qin Chuan in shock, his whole body trembling.
Others might not understand what was happening, but how could he, the National Medical Saint Hand, not understand?
Qi-Guiding Needling!
This was the legendary Qi-Guiding Needling!
In his heart, Hua Changsheng was screaming madly, watching Qin Chuan’s treatment, he suddenly had a premonition that this young man might actually be able to revive Ye Tiannan.
If this young man really cured Ye Tiannan, wouldn’t I truly end up as an unworthy quack?
Thinking this, a cold light suddenly flashed in Hua Changsheng’s eyes, and he rebuked angrily, "Stop it! You’re desecrating the corpse of the Ye Family’s Second Master!"