Chapter 258: Nine Needles of Blood Life
Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
"Qingfeng, let me know if you need anything," Jianguo Tang said to Qingfeng with a light smile.
Qingfeng waved his hand and said, "I don’t need anything."
"Fellow, I will teach you a lesson if you can’t cure my grandfather," Chuan Tang threatened Qingfeng. He could not stand the arrogant look on Qingfeng’s face.
"If you speak another word, I will not treat your grandfather. If your grandfather dies, it will be your fault," Qingfeng said to Chuan Tang while looking at him.
"You…you..you win." Chuan Tang was livid but dared not to speak another word.
He was scared that Qingfeng would refuse to treat his grandfather. If grandfather died, everyone will blame him.
"Qingfeng, can you start the treatment right now?" Jianguo Tang asked Qingfeng nervously.
He was naturally nervous as this concerned the life of his father. If Qingfeng could cure his father, he would be able to obtain the promotion and take another step in his political career. If Qingfeng could not cure his father, it would be dangerous. He had placed all his hope on Qingfeng.
"I can start now," Qingfeng said with a confident smile.
The surrounding people turned their gazes on Qingfeng. They wanted to see how he would save Mr. Tang.
Qingfeng took out his acupuncture needles and bit his index finger until there was a drop of blood. He coated the nine silver needles with his fresh blood.
His teacher had once told him that his blood was extremely precious. He should use it in special circumstances as it had the power to cure the dead.
Acupuncture? A drop of blood?
The surrounding people were all dazed. A flicker of confusion appeared in their eyes. They thought, "Do you think you are god and a drop of your blood will be able to save the dead?"
Even though the surrounding people did not understand Qingfeng’s actions, they patiently awaited his next steps. After Qingfeng coated the nine needles in blood, he struck the nine needles onto several pressure points on Mr. Tang’s head. His movements were fast like lightning. He placed his fingers on the tip of the needle and vibrated the needles.
This was called the "Nine Needles of Blood Life" where one used silver needles that were coated with human blood to pierce the acupuncture points on the important pressure points in a human’s body. It was even more powerful than the Nine Needles of Heaven Life and utilized a lot of one’s energy.
The process was sustained for five minutes. Qingfeng’s face had become pale and a thin layer of sweat had appeared on his face. He had used his essence blood, which was extremely precious.
"Don’t touch the needles. After 30 minutes, Mr. Tang will be cured," Qingfeng said with a sigh as he looked at the needles on Mr. Tang’s pressure points. He then wiped the sweat from his forehead. This work was all worth it.
What? Mr. Tang will be cured after he was struck with nine needles?
The surrounding people were all surprised and disappointed. They were all waiting to witness Qingfeng’s magical medical skills. But all they saw was acupuncture. This was such a stretch.
Oh yeah, you even dropped a drop of blood on the needles. Who do you think you are?
"F*ck you. How can my grandfather be cured with acupuncture and a drop of your blood? You liar," Chuan Tang said furiously with a livid expression.
He had already suspected that Qingfeng was a scammer. He was now certain that this fellow was a scammer. How could his grandfather be saved with acupuncture and a drop of blood?
Slam!
Chuan Tang suddenly moved to Qingfeng’s side and slapped away the needles. The needles were all slapped away and landed on the ground.
Even Jianguo Tang and Jin Xu were furious.
They felt that Qingfeng’s actions were too nonsensical. Do you think you are god? How could you save Mr. Tang with nine acupuncture needles and a drop of your blood?
"Qingfeng Li, you are too much," Jianguo Tang looked at Qingfeng with displeasure in his eyes.
He originally had great hope towards Qingfeng. He wished that Qingfeng would be able to save his father. He did not expect the other was just sprouting nonsense. How could nine acupuncture needles and a drop of blood save his father? Qingfeng was a liar.
Qingfeng smiled coldly when he saw that no one believed him.
He said, "The nine needles were to save Mr. Tang. You even slapped them away, what a bunch of fools."
"Who did you call a fool?" Chuan Tang was displeased to hear Qingfeng’s insults. He was the one to slap away the needles. It was clear that Qingfeng was insulting him.
"I am insult you, you fool. I decided to save Mr. Tang because of Mengyao Xu. Who do you think you are? A mayor is nothing. Even if the President of the Wolf Continent wanted me to save him, I wouldn't do a thing." Qingfeng said coldly.
"Hmph, you don’t even make a draft before you boast. The President of Wolf Continent? Why don’t you say the President of the United Nations?"
"I forgot to tell you that the President of the United Nations asked me to treat him but I had no time to treat him."
"Boaster. You are not only a liar, you are also a master boaster," Chuan Tang said as he looked at Qingfeng with disdain in his eyes.
Qingfeng’s expression darkened when he saw the disdain in Chuan Tang’s eyes.
He said coldly, "These nine needles could have saved Mr. Tang. It doesn’t matter if you believe me or not. But remember this, if you want me to save Mr. Tang again, you will need to beg me on your knees."
After speaking, Qingfeng picked up the nine needles on the ground and left.
He brushed away the dust on the nine needles and placed them in his pocked. There was anger in his heart.
"Qingfeng, wait a minute," Mengyao Xu shouted behind him.
She had asked Qingfeng to treat Mr. Tang today. She felt bad that Qingfeng had been met with disdain and insults.
"Mengyao Xu, I am telling you this because you are my friend. Without these nine needles, Mr. Tang can only die," Qingfeng glanced at Mengyao Xu and walked out of ward #1.
Mengyao Xu’s expression changed as she looked at Qingfeng’s departing figure. She knew that Qingfeng was angry. Not only was he mad at Chuan Tang and the others, he as mad at her as well.
"Mengyao Xu, do you really believe the scammer’s words. How could the nine needles save my grandfather," Chuan Tang said with disbelief.
He felt that Mengyao Xu was quite foolish to believe the scammer’s words. Mengyao Xu glared at Chuan Tang unhappily. It was all this fellow’s faults. If he did not mock Qingfeng, Qingfeng would not have left. But Chuan Tang was the son of the mayor. Mengyao Xu could not do anything even if she was unhappy with him.
"Oh no, Mr. Tang’s illness has worsened," Xu Zhao said loudly.
The medical instruments on Mr. Tang’s body jumped continuously and Mr. Tang’s face had turned blue. His breath has become weak.
"Director Zhao, what is wrong with my father?" Jianguo Tang asked nervously.
"Mayor, Mr. Tang’s organs are failing. I am afraid he will pass away soon."
"You are saying my father will die soon."
"Yes," Xu Zhao said heavily.
Jianguo Tang’s turned ghastly white when he heard Xu Zhao’s words. He felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
Mr. Tang was about to die. His political career was done too.