Urban Invincible Overlord

Internal injury, and poisoned too!

The elderly man embraced by the burly man had disordered blood and qi, damaged internal organs, and was barely hanging on by a thread.

Moreover, his face was dark, his lips were black and purple, and his body shook like chaff—signs that the poison had invaded his internal organs.

"Divine Doctor Li, please save my master," the middle-aged burly man rushed into the clinic, shouting loudly.

Yang Fei was curious and followed him inside.

An elderly man in gray and white casual clothes hurried out.

Upon seeing the elderly man, the middle-aged burly man's expression brightened, "Divine Doctor Li, please save my master."

The elderly man was named Li Xuantong, the owner of this clinic, a famous traditional Chinese doctor in Binhai, privately even referred to by many as Divine Doctor Li.

Li Xuantong glanced at the patient, furrowed his brows, and said in a deep voice, "What happened, Old Man Qi has been poisoned and has also suffered severe internal injuries."

Yang Fei nodded slightly, impressed with Li Xuantong's medical skill.

The middle-aged burly man nodded anxiously, "Since you can diagnose my master's condition, you must be able to save him, right?"

Li Xuantong was already checking the patient's pulse, somewhat ignoring the burly man's question.

After a moment, he frowned deeply and said in a low voice, "This is troublesome. I have a way to temporarily suppress the internal injury, but the toxins inside Old Man Qi's body are too complex, difficult to identify, and thus I cannot treat him appropriately."

The middle-aged burly man's eyes widened in anxiety, sweating profusely from his forehead, "So, what do we do?"

"Quick, take him to the hospital for a blood test to identify the toxins for a targeted antidote," suggested a bystander who was watching the commotion.

"Yes, go to a big hospital for a blood test. It'll be quicker."

Hearing this, the middle-aged burly man, aware of his master's critical condition, did not move. He knew his master's vital breath was fading, and without immediate treatment, he faced certain death.

"Let him lie flat. I'll start by stabilizing his internal injuries and releasing the pressured qi from his internal organs to buy some time. Xiao Zhou, help draw blood and send it to the hospital for testing as quickly as possible."

The burly man laid the patient on a nearby bench.

Li Xuantong swiftly applied needles, using his renowned acupuncture technique to stabilize the patient's internal injuries first.

As nine silver needles were inserted into the patient's acupoints, he suddenly expelled a breath of murky air, and seemingly, his spirit improved slightly.

Although still extremely weak, he appeared much better compared to when he was barely clinging to life.

At this moment, Li Xuantong's disciple, Xiao Zhou, had already brought the necessary equipment and was preparing to draw the patient's blood.

Yang Fei, observing all this, nodded silently to himself at Li Xuantong's series of emergency measures, but when Xiao Zhou began to draw blood, he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, muttering softly, "It's too late."

His voice was not loud, but the surroundings were quiet, so many heard him speak.

Li Xuantong looked up, following the sound and glanced at Yang Fei.

The middle-aged burly man then abruptly stood up, glaring at Yang Fei and barked, "Kid, what did you say?"

Yang Fei glanced at him indifferently and said, "Although Doctor Li managed to suppress your master's internal injuries with the Revitalizing Needle Technique, he could not stop the spread of the toxins. Your master has been deeply poisoned and will die from the poison in less than three minutes."

The middle-aged burly man, furious, his powerful energy bursting forth menacingly, scolded, "You scoundrel, daring to curse my master, I won't forgive you."

Being a relative of the patient, already frantic, how could he not be upset upon hearing someone claim his master wouldn't last three minutes?

"Wait!"

Just then, Li Xuantong hastily spoke out, looking at Yang Fei in surprise, "Young man, do you recognize this acupuncture technique?"

Seeing Yang Fei, who appeared to be in his early twenties, he was even more astonished.

Such a young man was able to identify his acupuncture technique?

Yang Fei said, "Revitalizing Needle Technique, also known as the Revitalizing Thirteen Needle Technique, but you only used nine needles."

Li Xuantong was shocked, "How did you figure that out?"

Yang Fei was speechless. You inserted only nine needles into the patient, how could I not notice? Moreover, if you had known the remaining four needles, you wouldn't be at a loss with the toxins in the patient's body.

"No, how do you know about the Revitalizing Thirteen Needle Technique?" Li Xuantong pressed for an answer.

Yang Fei asked, "Do you have any more silver needles?"

Li Xuantong hastily had someone fetch it.

Yang Fei's slender fingers brushed over a box of silver needles, pinching four of them between his fingers.

His movements were as fast as lightning; before the crowd could react, four silver needles had already been inserted into the patient.

"Kid, what are you doing? Who allowed you to act recklessly?" the middle-aged, muscular man cried out in panic, unable to resist reaching for Yang Fei's shoulder to stop him.

Yang Fei furrowed his brows slightly and shrugged his shoulders.

The expression of the middle-aged man changed dramatically, and the hand that had grabbed Yang Fei's shoulder suddenly went numb, losing all sensation.

He was terrified and looked at Yang Fei uncertainly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Just then, Li Xuantong exclaimed in shock, "It's the last four needles... completed... completed..."

Li Xuantong muttered incoherently for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, looking at the middle-aged man and said, "Your master can be saved now."

Saying that, he looked at Yang Fei with a face full of sincerity and expectation, "Young master, human life is of utmost importance, please save him."

His gaze towards Yang Fei was very naive, filled only with admiration.

Seeing an elderly traditional doctor looking up to him with childlike admiration, Yang Fei felt somewhat embarrassed.

He cleared his throat and said, "Since it is the Revitalizing Needle Technique, the poison in his body can naturally be removed. Watch closely."

As he spoke, he took hold of the ends of three of the silver needles as if instructing Li Xuantong at the scene, and flicked them with his hand.

Hum!

The three silver needles began to vibrate at an ultra-high frequency, emitting a faint sound.

With the vibration of those three needles, the other ten silver needles in the vicinity also appeared to be influenced by some kind of aura and began to vibrate.

"Revitalizing Aura!!!" Li Xuantong cried out in shock, his expression incredibly excited.

The middle-aged muscular man also came to his senses; witnessing this miraculous scene and hearing Li Xuantong's shout, he couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"

Li Xuantong took a deep breath, excitedly said, "Old Man Qi can be saved. Hahaha, no matter what poison he was afflicted with, the Revitalizing Aura will cause the toxins in his body to be expelled, and there won't be any need to test his blood or match an antidote anymore."

The middle-aged man was inwardly shocked, turning to look at the young man beside him with amazement.

He himself was at the peak of dark energy cultivation, yet he had just had his arm numbed by a seemingly effortless strike from the young man. This young man's understanding and use of dark energy were far superior to his own.

It was unexpected that he also possessed such impressive medical skills.

Who is he?

When did such an extraordinary person emerge in Binhai?

"Quick, look, he is bleeding!"

Following an exclamation, everyone's eyes landed on the patient.

Strings of dark blood flowed out from the patient's body along the vibrating ends of the silver needles, then splattered around.

As the dark blood continued to flow, the patient's trembling body stilled, and gradually, his face began to show a bit of color, and his condition stabilized.

"Thump!"

The middle-aged man, seeing his master's condition improve, immediately knelt down before Yang Fei and Li Xuantong and then clenched his fists in a salute to Yang Fei, saying earnestly, "Young brother, I was too anxious just now and offended you. I hope you can forgive my rudeness. My name is Zhang Long, and I am profoundly grateful for your saving my master's life. I will remember this great kindness and debt."

Yang Fei had just acted to save someone, prompted not only by Li Xuantong's plea but also because as a doctor, he had a compassionate heart and could not stand by and watch someone die.

Initially, Yang Fei had been somewhat annoyed with the middle-aged man, but now that the man was kneeling to apologize and express his gratitude, any little displeasure in Yang Fei's heart dissipated.

He took a good look at the muscular man and smiled slightly.

This person appeared rough on the outside but was actually meticulous. Observing his behavior and demeanor, Yang Fei could tell he was straightforward, valued loyalty, and had a clear sense of gratitude and grudge.

Just then, Li Xuantong suddenly grabbed Yang Fei's hand, enthusiastically saying, "Young brother, could you teach me the last four needles? I... I would like to take you as my master."

Yang Fei was stunned.

Well, another one kneels!