C12 You Are Doubting Me

The young man's earlier attack had no lethal intent, and he clearly hadn't used his full strength. As a result, Ye Luo also held back, not wanting to be overly harsh.

The punch might even prove to be enlightening for him, though he wouldn't be getting up anytime soon.

The middle-aged woman, seeing this, motioned for her bodyguards to step in and stop Ye Luo.

But Ye Luo fixed her with a steely gaze and warned, "If you don't want your husband to die, don't interfere. Any delay, even by half a minute, could be fatal."

Her face showed clear signs of shock and hesitation at Ye Luo's formidable words.

When she didn't send anyone in, Ye Luo pushed the door open and walked inside.

Guu Tianxiong was lying on a bed, his body riddled with over a dozen silver needles. Xie Quanzhang was about to insert a five-inch needle into Guu Tianxiong's Soul Acupuncture Point.

"Who are you, and who let you in?" Xie Quanzhang barked in anger.

Doctors despise interruptions, especially at such a critical juncture, and Guu Tianxiong, though seething with rage, remained still.

"If you insert that needle, he'll be ruined, and not even a god could save him!" Ye Luo stated without mincing words.

"What did you say? Are you questioning my medical skills?" Xie Quanzhang was visibly stunned, not expecting Ye Luo to come in and challenge his practice.

"It's not a question; it's a certainty," Ye Luo replied.

"How dare you! Such arrogance from someone so young! Do you even realize what you're saying? Is there no one to handle this? Get him out now! If Master Guu's treatment is compromised because of this, who will take responsibility?"

The woman and Liu Kun were visibly torn between embarrassment and worry.

"Madam Gu, I came here out of respect for Mr. Gu's repeated requests for my medical assistance. But if you allow this boy to continue his insults, I must be clear—I will stop treating him. However, I assure you, if I abandon the treatment now, it won't be long before Master Guu is unable to stand again, and his life could even be at risk," Xie Quanzhang stated, placing the silver needle aside with a sense of finality.

Upon hearing this, both the woman and Guu Tianxiong, who was lying there, panicked, especially Guu Tianxiong. He furiously berated Liu Kun, "Liu Kun, who the hell is this? Didn't I explicitly say that no one is allowed in during my treatment? Are you dead? Get him out of here right now, or I swear I'll kill you!"

Liu Kun was sweating profusely, completely taken aback by Ye Luo's sudden entrance. "Master Guu, I'm so sorry. This is the man I told you about, Ye Luo, Mr. Ye," Liu Kun said, trembling, feeling as if he had eaten something disgusting. He feared that if he didn't handle the situation well, it might be the end of him.

"Ye Luo?" Guu Tianxiong was startled, then he recalled what Liu Kun had told him. Ye Luo had never met him but knew about the intense pain in his Soul Gate acupoints, which is why he had asked Liu Kun to invite Ye Luo, hoping for a bit of luck. But he never expected to meet him in such an awkward situation.

"I don't care who you are. Apologize to me immediately and get out," Xie Quanzhang commanded.

Ye Luo ignored Xie Quanzhang and instead looked at Guu Tianxiong. "Old Gu, I won't discuss your illness, but I can tell you this much—if you don't get treated, you might last another three to five years, just with daily pain. But if you let this quack continue with his treatment, I guarantee you'll be completely paralyzed immediately, and no one will be able to save you."

"Complete nonsense! Mr. Gu, if you believe this kid over me, then I'll leave right now. But if you trust me, have this boy thrown out immediately. Any delay could make the situation irreparable," Xie Quanzhang snapped angrily.

Normally, being called Old Gu to his face would enrage Guu Tianxiong, possibly leading to a physical reprimand. However, hearing it from Ye Luo gave him a strange sense of familiarity, as if it were perfectly natural.

"Master Xie, why not let Mr. Ye take a look as well? It could serve as an additional reference," Gu Tianxiong offered politely, careful not to offend Xie Quanzhang completely.

"Hmph, is this young man even qualified to consult with me? If Mr. Gu doubts my expertise, then I see no reason to stay," Xie Quanzhang declared, preparing to leave. As a distinguished national expert with unmatched qualifications and experience, he found the idea of collaborating with an inexperienced youth beneath him.

"You're free to go, but you should first remove the silver needles from the Shen Dao, Ling Tai, and Xinshu acupoints to avoid forcing the poison toward the central meridian and risking spinal damage," Ye Luo casually remarked.

"What?" Xie Quanzhang's complexion turned ashen.

He had inserted over a dozen silver needles into Gu Tianxiong's back, with three precisely located at the Shen Dao, Ling Tai, and Xinshu points, intentionally to drive the toxins toward the central meridian.

"How do you know that?" Xie Quanzhang had meticulously deduced that the severe pain Gu Tianxiong experienced daily at the Soul Gate was due to toxin accumulation. It was only after considerable analysis and thought that he had devised his current treatment plan.

This method, requiring deep knowledge of acupuncture and a significant level of internal energy, was something he believed no one else in the world could perform or even understand.

Yet this young man had effortlessly identified the most crucial part of the treatment, which left Xie Quanzhang in disbelief. However, he quickly composed himself, reasoning that recognizing acupoints was common, but that did not necessarily mean one understood the medical implications.

"Hmph, so you recognize some acupoints, what does that prove? You dare to instruct me to remove the needles; are you aware of the consequences?" Xie Quanzhang challenged, his tone less confident than before.

"If you remove these three needles, the poison will reverse course back to the Soul Gate and Soul House, subjecting him to a pain several times more intense than before," Ye Luo responded.

"It's good that you're aware," Xie Quanzhang said. "Moreover, I've now gathered all the toxins together. If they were to return to the soul gate and the corporeal aperture, it would be akin to them settling permanently. At that point, no one would be able to force them out. The pain Mr. Guu would endure would intensify with each passing day. Within a year, he would be in excruciating agony until his death."

"What?" the woman beside him gasped in shock. "Then, can't the poison be removed through Western surgical methods?"

"If we were to use surgery, it would directly cause the poison to spread throughout the body, leading to an even swifter death," Xie Quanzhang replied, his gaze challenging as he looked at Ye Luo.

The others in the room shared a moment of somber reflection before turning their attention to Ye Luo.

"So you think that driving the poison to the central acupoint will resolve the issue?" Ye Luo asked with a slight smile.

"After pushing the poison to the central acupoint, I can create an opening at the spinal midpoint and use my inner qi to force all the poison out," Xie Quanzhang explained with confidence. He was not worried about sharing his method with Ye Luo, as it required not just knowledge but also precise technique and one's own internal strength.

"What if your internal strength isn't enough, or if your technique isn't accurate enough, and the poison enters the tendon-shrinking acupoint?" Ye Luo challenged.

Xie Quanzhang was startled, a hint of fear creeping into his expression as he faced a possibility he hadn't considered or thought he could avoid.

"The tendon-shrinking acupoint is less than half an inch from the central hub. If you're even slightly careless, the poison could enter the acupoint and within thirty seconds, flood the entire spine and then the body. If the quantity of poison is small, it might not be lethal, but with the spine poisoned, he would undoubtedly be completely paralyzed, his meridians atrophied, living a life more torturous than death. Moreover, once the poison enters the spine, not even a deity could draw it out."

"I... It's impossible. I am confident that I won't allow the poison to reach the tendon-shrinking acupoint," Xie Quanzhang's assurance faltered significantly.

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