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Chapter 269: 【269】His medical skill is even more formidable than a divine doctor?_1
 

“What are you doing? Give me back my medicine right away.”

Faced with Tang Feng’s impolite action, Chang Wenhao felt very angry, his originally refined temperament vanishing, replaced by an intense killing intent.

“First tell me what this medicine is?”

Confronted with his overwhelming pressure, Tang Feng’s heart suddenly skipped twice.

He now possessed the strength to fight a hundred men, but facing Chang Wenhao’s fury, he still felt a twinge of fear, which indicated just how strong the other man must be.

But he did not yield; instead, he asked a question in return.

Seeing the critical condition of Ouyang Yushan, Chang Wenhao knew he couldn’t waste much time and reluctantly answered, “The elder has a chronic disease. Although he has taken wild ginseng, it cannot be completely eradicated without also taking some traditional Chinese medicines to increase yang energy.”

“Nonsense! The yang energy from the wild ginseng inside Elder Ouyang’s body has not yet been neutralized, and you dare to give him more traditional Chinese medicine to increase yang energy? Do you want him to die faster?”

As Tang Feng explained, he had already taken Ouyang Yushan’s pulse; when Chang Wenhao finished speaking, Tang Feng immediately shouted sharply.

“You…”

Chang Wenhao was inexplicably berated and almost lost his temper.

At that moment, he saw Tang Feng pull out a pack of silver needles.

“What are you doing?” Chang Wenhao suddenly became anxious. Ouyang Yushan’s body had always been managed by a famous doctor; how could an irrelevant person be allowed to mess about?

“If you don’t want Mr. Ouyang to die, you better stand there honestly.”

With an icy tone, Tang Feng said, then helped Ouyang Yushan sit on the balustrade of the corridor, took out a silver needle, and inserted it into his Baihui Acupoint at the top of his head.

“Hmm!”

A pained expression appeared on Ouyang Yushan’s face, clearly, the needle hurt him.

Seeing that Tang Feng had started using needles, Chang Wenhao didn’t dare to make any sudden moves.

But he also didn’t want to let him continue without doing something, so he hastily took out his phone to contact the famous doctor.

This doctor had been living in the back courtyard in order to be close at hand to treat Ouyang Yushan.

After receiving the message, he quickly rushed over.

The man was about sixty years old, and he was wearing a bathrobe, obviously having been awakened from sleep.

“How is Mr. Ouyang?” he asked, jogging over.

“Mr. Fang, take a look…” Chang Wenhao pointed at Tang Feng.

By this time, Tang Feng had already inserted several silver needles into Ouyang Yushan’s body, from the Baihui Acupoint on the top of his head down through the Shendao, Lingtai, and Zhongshu acupoints, with each one trembling slightly.

Mr. Fang, seeing Tang Feng’s young age, was afraid he was acting recklessly and meant to intervene.

But as he was about to speak, he suddenly swallowed his words.

“The Huiyang Acupuncture Skill?”

He stared at Tang Feng’s technique for a moment and then exclaimed in surprise.

Chang Wenhao was immediately taken aback. “What is the Huiyang Acupuncture Skill?”

Mao Anyi also looked at Mr. Fang in panic.

She had just been inwardly scolding Tang Feng for his recklessness.

What good did it do to show off at a time like this?

If the treatment worked, all well and good, but if something went awry, and some harm came to Elder Ouyang, they would be in big trouble.

But now, hearing Mr. Fang’s tone, could it be that Tang Feng wasn’t just messing around?

Mr. Fang kept his eyes fixed on Tang Feng’s technique, not willing to look away for even a second, and began to explain to the two, “This Huiyang Acupuncture Skill, it is said to have been invented by The Yellow Emperor himself…”

On hearing this, Chang Wenhao felt it was a bit far-fetched.

There was a bad habit in traditional Chinese medicine: the practitioners loved to hitch a ride on the fame of “big shots.”

They would attribute their own treatment methods to names like “The Yellow Emperor,” “Shennong,” “Zhang Zhongjing.”

Take “Inner Canon of Huangdi,” for instance; it’s said to be a compilation of achievements from doctors throughout the generations, but in the end, it was named after The Yellow Emperor.

The Yellow Emperor probably didn’t even know he had such an accomplishment to his name.

Mr. Fang, oblivious to Chang Wenhao’s expression, continued, “Although Elder Ouyang took wild ginseng, because of the strong yang energy within the ginseng, he couldn’t absorb it due to his weak constitution, unable to neutralize this medicinal strength. If he doesn’t absorb it quickly, it could cause even greater harm to his body…”

Chang Wenhao and Mao Anyi may not have understood everything, but they caught the last part clearly, their expressions changing drastically.

But Mr. Fang continued, “This Huiyang Acupuncture Skill is extraordinarily effective for regulating organs and balancing yin and yang. With this treatment, Elder Ouyang should be out of danger.”

Chang Wenhao first breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly seized Mr. Fang’s collar, “If this Huiyang Acupuncture Skill could cure the old man, why didn’t you use it before?”

Though he was quite lean, he had a surprising amount of strength and lifted Mr. Fang off the ground.

“Eh, eh, eh…”

Mr. Fang’s face turned red as he choked, his eyes rolling back as if he was about to suffocate.

Mao Anyi hurriedly stepped forward to soothe him, “Mr. Chang, please put him down first, let’s hear what he has to say.”

Chang Wenhao naturally did not dare to kill someone in front of Ouyang Yushan, it was just a momentary fury. Hearing Mao Anyi’s reminder, he then put Mr. Fang down.

Mr. Fang took a few breaths and then said with a wry smile, “I would like to use the Huiyang Acupuncture Skill, but this set of techniques was lost during the Ming Dynasty. I never thought I would see it revived in my lifetime.”

“Nonsense, if it was lost in the Ming Dynasty, how did he learn it?” Chang Wenhao pointed at Tang Feng.

“This… I do not know,” Mr. Fang said, equally puzzled.

Seeing that Mr. Fang also could not provide a satisfactory answer, Chang Wenhao could not be bothered to keep questioning and turned his attention back to Ouyang Yushan’s condition, ready to rush him to the hospital if anything seemed amiss.

By now, Tang Feng had finished inserting twelve silver needles and was standing quietly aside to wait.

Then they saw Ouyang Yushan’s originally pale complexion visibly regain color at a speed noticeable to the naked eye.

The breathing that had sounded like a broken bellows was also becoming smoother.

Soon, his facial expressions changed from pain to relaxation, and eventually, he even appeared to be enjoying it.

Upon seeing this, Chang Wenhao finally let go of his worries and looked at Tang Feng in amazement.

This Mr. Fang was a renowned genius doctor in Zhonghai, and many important figures sought his treatment.

If even such a genius doctor did not know this medical skill, where had the young man learned it from?

Was his medical skill even more impressive than that of a genius doctor?

That seemed a bit far-fetched, didn’t it?