Before Ye Chengdong could answer, Xia Xing drove away.
Sitting in the back seat, Huo Juanyan took out his cell phone and saw the photos sent by Xu Qi, especially the words on the banner, the color in his eyes deepened, and the golden patterned mask exuded a chill.
"Xia Xing, book the fastest flight back to City A."
Xia Xing froze, originally intending to ask why, but catching Huo Juanyan’s grim gaze through the rearview mirror, he immediately shut his mouth.
City A, Huo Mansion.
Nan Yu held the Silver Needle in one hand, aimed at the acupuncture points on the sleeping Chi Ying’s head, and inserted them one by one.
"Uncle Li, grandma has suffered from headaches for many years, and the blood stasis has been blocking the blood vessels for many years. Even if surgery is performed to remove the blood stasis, due to the body’s conditions, blood stasis will soon form again, which doesn’t cure the root cause."
"Thus, it’s necessary to use a special acupuncture technique to eliminate the blood stasis through acupuncture and complement it with Traditional Chinese Medicine treatments."
Li Chongbai watched her, as her only right hand moved like an agile butterfly, dancing gracefully.
It was also ghost-like, hard to perceive distinctly.
Measured and accurate.
Within a few seconds, all the Silver Needles were securely inserted into the acupuncture points.
"Done."
Following Nan Yu’s gentle utterance, the astonished Li Chongbai snapped back to his senses, exclaiming in awe, "Xiao Yu, whose disciple are you?"
Nan Yu retracted her right hand, ensuring that all the acupuncture points were correctly addressed, then slowly said, "My master taught me."
Li Chongbai pressed, "Who is your master, which renowned doctor?"
Upon mentioning her master, a trace of sorrow crossed Nan Yu’s eyes, but she tried hard to curve her lips into a smile, not letting Li Chongbai catch any hint.
"Uncle Li, our sect has rules that do not allow disciples to reveal our master’s name publicly, so I’m sorry, I cannot tell you."
"But I can say that my master is a very, very skilled doctor."
Hearing this, Li Chongbai expressed understanding, though his face still showed a hint of regret quickly replaced by admiration.
"To have taught a disciple as skilled as you, he must certainly be a formidable Divine Doctor. I have never seen such an incredible acupuncture technique before."
Nan Yu sat aside, placing her own left hand flat on the table, uncovering the gauze on top.
She took out the Silver Needle, targeting the acupuncture points she had pointed out to Li Chongbai the day before, and inserted them one by one.
Using the same acupuncture technique, within a few seconds, she finished inserting needles into all the points.
Li Chongbai watched again, still profoundly impressed.
"This technique really can advance and retreat, go deep and shallow, landing precisely at the spots that achieve the best effects."
"Even I cannot achieve such precision; I now understand why you said that the old lady’s illness can only be treated by you."
"I truly cannot do it; your method of needling is brilliant, simply brilliant!"
He looked at Nan Yu again with a gaze full of evident self-reproach.
Seeing this, Nan Yu spoke up, "Uncle Li, you have extensive experience in medicine and are a leading figure in the Traditional Chinese Medicine community. It’s like showing off simple tricks in front of Guan Yu. Please don’t make fun of me."
Li Chongbai looked at Nan Yu’s humble and unassuming demeanor, feeling even more admiration for her in his heart.
"Xiao Yu, with your brilliant medical skills, would you like to work at our Traditional Chinese Hospital? You can pick any position you want, even my position as director is available!"
Nan Yu maintained a light smile on her face, "Uncle Li, I’m sorry, I can’t go yet."
"My master requires that I must not rely on any hospital for three years. I have to be a barefoot doctor on my own to find a thousand patients with serious illnesses, cure them all, and then I can go to the hospital to treat more people."