Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

The golden needles had just been delivered, and Cheng Sihai was about to administer them.

Observing Qi Tian and Cheng Sihai secretly exchanging glances, a spark of sharpness flashed in Yun Sheng's eyes.

From beneath her sleeves, a slight flicker of the Magic Wand caused a tiny Earth Spur to dart towards the farmer.

At this moment, the farmer had already lost consciousness from the pain, but suddenly felt a piercing sensation beneath him, as if someone had jabbed him from behind.

With a cry of agony, he broke free from the weak Medicine Men beside him and headbutted Cheng Sihai, who was bending over to perform the needle procedure.

Cheng Sihai was unlucky; the farmer's sudden impact caused him to panic, and he ended up sticking the needle into his own face.

The anesthetic produced by the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, although not as potent as Yun Sheng's exclusive Mandala anesthetic, was quite effective as well.

Unfortunately, the needle struck an acupoint on the face, and Cheng Sihai immediately felt his face go numb, paralyzing most of it.

That half of his face could neither smile nor cry, now resembling someone suffering from facial palsy.

He squeaked and stuttered, pointing at his own face, unable to utter a word.

The Medicine Men and Doctors at the Medicine Emperor Pavilion were shocked and quickly rushed to check on Cheng Sihai.

The scene became even more chaotic.

The staff from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion were in a flurry inspecting Cheng Sihai's condition, while the farmer continued to clasp his head, rolling on the ground in agony.

"Doctor?" The farmer's wife was also frantic, unable to believe that even the Doctors of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion had no remedy for her husband's illness.

"Yun Sheng, what do you think is truly wrong with this man?" Gu Feng pulled Yun Sheng, who was still observing the farmer.

"He doesn't seem to be ill," Yun Sheng waved her Magic Wand, and immediately, a Magic Water Element surged forth, transforming into a rope and binding the farmer, who was thrashing about on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Seeing a light blue rope-like object restraining her husband, the farmer's wife hurriedly approached Yun Sheng to confront her.

"How is it always you people! This is a patient of Medicine Emperor Pavilion, what does Little Ci'en Hall have to do with it?" After attending to Cheng Sihai, Qi Tian and several doctors turned around and noticed Yun Sheng and her companions had also arrived.

"What a joke, you clearly have no means to cure this patient, and yet you talk about him being a patient of Medicine Emperor Pavilion. You should rather attend to your master. A needle coated with Soft Muscle Powder was stabbed into an acupoint, if not rescued in time, I'm afraid his facial paralysis won't recover so soon," Yun Sheng sneered coldly, well-accustomed to Cheng Sihai's despicable actions.

"Exactly, just now it was obvious to everyone, your master could not save him, and now he's even incapacitated himself," Lin Yaoyao added fuel to the fire.

Overwhelmed, Qi Tian sought help from his facial-palsied master, Cheng Sihai, who showed anger in his eyes and made some noises, looking rather ridiculous.

Fortified by his master's gesture, Qi Tian felt more confident and provocatively glanced at Yun Sheng and others, not believing he couldn't challenge a female Mage.

"Who says we of Medicine Emperor Pavilion can't cure him, I will administer the acupuncture now and show you," under Cheng Sihai's tutelage, Qi Tian's needling technique was quite competent.

Although several people were holding down the farmer, he continued to struggle fiercely, making it difficult to administer the needles.

However, now that Yun Sheng had restrained him with Water Binding, it actually made needling easier.

Qi Tian took out his silver needle and approached the farmer. Following Cheng Sihai's instructions, he inserted two needles at the acupoint near the temple and behind the ear.

There wasn't much issue until he inserted the needles.

The farmer, who had been calm, suddenly roared in fury.

Blood seeped from his ears, and the pain intensified.

Qi Tian was taken aback. What had happened? He had done everything exactly as his master instructed, so how could the patient's condition have worsened?

"Move aside!" Yun Sheng frowned and stepped forward, pushing the obstructive Qi Tian out of the way.

"Why has this happened?" Qi Tian looked helplessly at Cheng Sihai, whose expressionless face offered no clues.

He had thought that the farmer's relentless headache was due to migraines.

If it was migraines, a few needle insertions should have relieved the pain by a large margin, and certainly wouldn't have caused bleeding from the ear.

"He doesn't have migraines. You applied needles to two acupuncture points causing a direct rush of blood to the ear, naturally leading to bleeding," Yun Sheng calmed down and checked the farmer's pulse and heart rate, then flipped his eyelids.

The farmer's wife, already terrified, seeing Yun Sheng's composed behavior as she examined her husband, begged incessantly as if she had found a savior.

"This young doctor, can you cure my husband's illness? Please, you must save him. Our family of five relies solely on him for support. Please help us."

"Big sister, don't panic. First, tell me, did your husband have any chronic conditions in the past that were recently treated?" Yun Sheng helped the farmer's wife up, asking kindly.

She was from Banana Leaf Village, and the farmer's wife in front of her reminded her of her former neighbors, so she spoke very politely.

Doctors the farmer's wife had met, like Cheng Sihai, always carried an air of arrogance, even during free clinics they never spoke kindly.

Looking into Yun Sheng's eyes, dark as night, and hearing her kind words, the farmer's wife's frantic heart gradually calmed down.

"Chronic conditions? Yes, my husband used to suffer from tinnitus, but it was a minor issue. About a year ago, there was a free clinic in Yujing City. I remember it was hosted by Medicine Emperor Pavilion. A doctor treated my husband's tinnitus with a few needles, and since then, he was cured," the farmer's wife recalled.

Tinnitus wasn't considered a serious condition, and it hadn't weighed on her mind until Yun Sheng had asked about it.

"I think the problem may lie with the needle insertion back then. Can you recall which doctor performed the procedure?" Yun Sheng gently prodded, having already listened to Cheng Sihai inquire about the farmer's diet and medical history to no avail.

Now with this question, she was certain the issue stemmed from that particular clinic.

"It was a doctor surnamed Wang," the farmer's wife tried her best to remember.

"Slander! Don't think we don't know what you're up to, you're just trying to defame our Medicine Emperor Pavilion!" Qi Tian and the rest of the staff from Medicine Emperor Pavilion were furious upon hearing this.

The audacity of Little Ci'en Hall, suggesting that their treatment might have caused the farmer's illness!

"Whether it's slander or not, I'll know once I have clarified everything. If it wasn't your doing, I will naturally apologize," Yun Sheng said after clarifying, then carefully examined the farmer's ears.

Shennong's Eyes narrowed slightly as they inspected the farmer's inner ear for a moment.

"Big sister, think again, what kind of needles did Doctor Wang use?" The farmer's wife thought for a moment. Being a simple rural woman, she knew nothing about medical practices.

She naturally couldn't remember the needles used.

"I don't remember well, but they definitely weren't the same ones used by the two doctors," the farmer's wife answered Yun Sheng confidently.