Mated at First Sight

"Girl, what are you planning to do next?" Mei Qingyuan's face grew serious as he looked at Mu Lin.

"I will force out about a quarter of the poisoned blood from his body, then use another kind of poison to neutralize it, fighting poison with poison," Mu Lin explained.

"Is the thing you just fed him the other poison?" He asked while watching Mu Lin's steady actions, his eyes never leaving her ever-busy hands.

He felt a strange sense of nervousness.

"No." Mu Lin shook her head, "What I gave him previously was just a pill to strengthen his blood and energy to withstand my upcoming operation."

Torture!

Hearing Mu Lin's words, Mei Qingyuan silently mourned for the half-dead boy.

A quarter of his blood was indeed significant enough to torment him.

"Master Mei, please ask them to prepare the blood. As soon as we're done here, we need to transfuse him. A quarter of his blood may seem insignificant, but without my medication, he would die if we don't quickly replenish it. Plus, there is still another kind of poison in his body."

"Okay." Master Mei immediately instructed those beside him.

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"Stand behind him. If you get stained with the contaminated blood, even I cannot guarantee your safety." The toxin produced when poison and blood mix is several times more potent. That's why she has to force out a quarter of the poisoned blood first; otherwise, the principle of fighting poison with poison would be useless.

Mu Lin began to regret not bringing an antidote down from the mountain.

Upon hearing Mu Lin's words, everyone subconsciously retreated, including Mei Qingyuan and the nurse, to avoid being collateral damage. They stood not far from Mu Lin, out of harm's way.

The reason Mei Qingyuan chose to stand there was twofold: first, to avoid the poison; second, to get a clear view of Mu Lin performing acupuncture.

Everyone held their breath, not taking their eyes off Mu Lin for a second. Even Madame Zhang didn't dare to breathe too heavily.

Watching Mu Lin, Master Mei exclaimed in a low voice, "Is that... the Nine-curve Spinning Needle Technique?"

If he was not mistaken, the technique Mu Lin was using was indeed the legendary Nine-curve Spinning Needle Technique.

He had seen this technique only once before, used by a man he had a brief acquaintance with, who had bestowed great benefits upon him.

Could Mu Lin... be his disciple?

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A faint aura swirled around the tip of the needle while beads of sweat trickled from Mu Lin's forehead.

"Qi" in Chinese medicine refers to the most basic element that forms and sustains life. However, to Mu Lin, "Qi" took on a different meaning.

Every human body possesses a type of Qi. Some people are inherently healthy and rarely fall ill, while others constantly find themselves in and out of hospitals. The root cause of this might be instability of Qi.

But these were things ordinary people didn't understand. Mu Lin, on the other hand, channeled her Qi through the needles, controlling the surrounding elements.

This was a secret technique passed down through the generations in her school; living in the mountains was conducive to cultivating this technique and refining oneself.

If she ever found out who had stolen her antidote, she would cripple them, ensuring they'd be bedridden for life, forever accompanied by poison and unable to desire death.

Mu Lin hadn't performed the Nine-curve Spinning Needle Technique in a long time.

As time passed, everyone's heart hung in suspense.

After withdrawing the silver needles hastily, Mu Lin forcefully hit the man's back, causing copious amounts of dark blood to gush out. It didn't stop until the entire clear-water basin was polluted black. Only then did Mu Lin stop channeling her Qi.

Qi. It is used to cultivate one's moral character and help others. Besides these, it's useful for only a few things, such as extending life and alleviating pain.

She had just lost so much of it today that she felt she would need quite a while to recover.

What a self-inflicted tragedy!

...

Everyone exhaled in unison as the monitor fluctuated and gradually stabilized.

"Wipe off the black blood from the corner of his mouth. Be careful not to touch it with your hand. Keep a small vial of the blood in the basin for my research, and dispose of the rest. Be very careful." As she packed up her things, Mu Lin gave instructions to the stunned nurse.

Truth be told, the nurse felt like she had witnessed something unbelievable today.

The medical skills she witnessed were simply divine!

With a sigh of admiration, the nurse quickly got to work following Mu Lin's instructions.

After storing the silver needles back into the bag and fetching another deep red pill from a small bottle, she instructed the nurse to administer it to the patient. Then, Mu Lin approached Zhou Jiansheng.

"Mr. Zhou, I have completed my task, and I've handed over the instructions for the following steps to the nurse. I don't think there's need for me to stay here." She meant that they should be leaving now.

"Alright, alright." Hearing Mu Lin's words, Zhou Jiansheng brought himself back to reality and gave her a thumbs-up. "Miss Mu, I knew you were skilled, but I didn't expect you to be so exceptional. Inviting you back was absolutely the right decision." Zhou Jiansheng felt extremely relieved.

Mu Lin just replied with a smile.

Seeing Mu Lin about to leave, Old Master Zhang quickly approached her. "Doctor Mu, thank you for your help today. I will arrange the payment for your services immediately."

"Okay." Mu Lin gave a brisk nod. She then headed towards the canteen with the two elders. After everything that happened earlier, she was famished.

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As they walked,

"Girl, was that the legendary Nine-curve Spinning Needle Technique you just used?" Mei Qingyuan couldn't wait any longer and immediately asked the burning question once they were away from the crowd.

"Yes." Mu Lin nodded, "So you've heard of it, Master Mei?"

"Hmm, I was fortunate enough to witness it in person about a decade ago." Mei Qingyuan's eyes flashed with memories. "May I ask who taught you this needle technique?"

"It's my master's secret technique." Mu Lin responded.

"Where is your master now?" Mei Qingyuan asked again.

"My master passed away a few years ago." Mu Lin was surprised that Mei Qingyuan recognized her master's unique technique, but she didn't hide anything from him.

"He has passed away!" On hearing this, Mei Qingyuan was taken aback. In the end, he could only heave a sigh, "I thought there might be a chance to meet him again, yet… alas..." It seemed that this would remain one of his life-long regrets.

However, having met Mu Lin did bring a sense of consolation to Mei Qingyuan.

After listening to what Mu Lin said, Zhou Jiansheng finally understood what she had meant the day prior. He learned that the place she couldn't go to for the time being was… alas... He also understood why she had sounded so melancholic that day.

Perhaps she, too, was a child with a pitiful past.

While he wanted to learn more about her, Zhou Jiansheng instinctively changed the topic. Mei Qingyuan understood his intent.

After this ordeal, Mu Lin's reputation spread rapidly throughout the hospital, and even in high society circles in B City, she became instantly popular.

While descriptions such as proud, peculiar, and arrogant circulated, her divine medical skill and needle techniques emerged as the standout qualities.

In any case, in J City's circles, Mu Lin… was now a sensation!