The Returning Spring Hall main hall.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
The room was filled with the wailing and accusations of the patient's family, and the discussions and doubts of the onlookers.
Amidst this chaos, an unusually firm voice rang out; it was Lin Fan.
"I have a way to save him!"
Everyone's gaze instantly focused on the tattered, limping handyman.
"You?"
"Aren't those clothes for a handyman?"
"What does a handyman know?"
Questions and reprimands immediately rose from the crowd.
However, just then...
The Old Chinese Medicine Practitioner, whom Lin Fan had helped earlier, stepped out from the crowd and asked in a deep voice:
"Young friend Lin Fan, is that true?"
"The patient's condition is critical; if you truly have a solution, this old man and others will certainly not stop you."
"But... how confident are you?"
Lin Fan met the Old Chinese Medicine Practitioner's scrutinizing gaze, then glanced at Luo Qingyan, who was pale and frowning in thought nearby, and the dying patient.
He straightened his back, his eyes erupting with unprecedented confidence!
"I wouldn't dare say ten-tenths confident."
"To dispel the yin and cold evil energy from his body and preserve his last shred of vitality, I, your junior, am seven or eight-tenths confident!"
His voice was not loud, but it was firm and resolute.
Luo Qingyan looked at Lin Fan's unusually determined expression, then at the patient whose breath was growing weaker and who could expire at any moment.
Listening to the increasingly frantic wailing and accusations of the family members... the Returning Spring Hall's century-old reputation was now hanging by a thread!
She struggled fiercely internally.
Let him try?
Hadn't he also had unique insights before?
What if... he really could create a miracle?
If she didn't try, the patient would almost certainly die, and Returning Spring Hall's reputation would plummet... If she tried and failed... the consequences would be equally unimaginable!
Finally, Luo Qingyan pursed her lips tightly, as if having made a decision, and nodded with difficulty.
Her cool voice carried a hint of imperceptible tremor.
"Alright..."
"You try."
"But... be very careful."
She ultimately chose to take a gamble!
Betting that this Lin Fan could create a miracle.
"Thank you, Divine Doctor Luo, for your trust!"
Lin Fan was overjoyed!
If this succeeded, the situation would be completely reversed.
He took a new set of silver needles from a nearby medicine cabinet and then went to the patient's bed.
With a flick of his wrist, several silver needles, as if alive, accurately pierced several key acupoints between the patient's chest and abdomen.
He was performing the supreme needle technique recorded in the Medical Immortal Inheritance, specifically designed to counter yin, cold, and evil forces—
The Pure Yang Nine Needles!
Immediately after, he used both hands, his fingertips twirling, and his True Qi continuously flowed into the patient's body through the silver needles.
As Lin Fan's extremely pure Yang and strong True Qi slowly infused, the yin and cold aura on the patient's body seemed to genuinely dissipate somewhat.
A faint blush miraculously appeared on his face, which had originally been completely devoid of color!
"This... could this be... the long-lost Pure Yang Nine Needles?"
One of the Old Chinese Medicine Practitioners exclaimed in shock, his voice filled with astonishment!
"That's right! It's definitely the Pure Yang Nine Needles! The supreme needle technique rumored to specifically counter yin evil! I never thought I'd witness it in my lifetime!"
Another Old Chinese Medicine Practitioner was so excited that his beard trembled.
Luo Qingyan was also involuntarily shocked.
She came from a reclusive traditional Chinese medicine family and had read medical texts since childhood, so she naturally recognized this needle technique.
Moreover... she could clearly feel that as the silver needles pierced, a pure Yang energy was continuously being injected into the patient's body.
This Lin Fan... not only understood a lost needle technique, but he also possessed such profound True Qi?
His medical skills... were even far superior to her own.
For a moment, all the knowledgeable people present looked at Lin Fan with anticipation.
Even Luo Qingyan, who had been frowning and concentrating, now finally showed a trace of relief and hope in her eyes, and her tense face softened slightly.
Perhaps... he really could create a miracle.
Feeling everyone's anticipation, especially Luo Qingyan's gaze, Lin Fan's heart filled with joy.
What kind of damned yin and cold evil energy? In front of my True Qi, it's nothing!
His confidence greatly increased, and he prepared to perform the final needle of the Pure Yang Nine Needles—"Extreme Yang generates Yin, a brief resurgence of life."
As long as this needle was administered, it would completely dispel the yin and cold power and stabilize the patient's last shred of vitality.
At that time, he, Lin Fan, would be the savior of Returning Spring Hall!
And the benefactor and hero of the goddess doctor Luo Qingyan!
However... just as Lin Fan picked up the last silver needle, gathered all his True Qi, and prepared to pierce the patient's acupoint!
The patient, who had been tightly closing his eyes, suddenly opened them!
There was no vitality in those cloudy eyeballs, but a thick black mist seemed to surge within them.
Immediately after...
"Poof—!!!"
The patient opened his mouth and violently spewed out a large mouthful of black, foul-smsmelling poisonous blood.
That mouthful of poisonous blood, without deviation, landed precisely on Lin Fan's face, who was close by and concentrating on the needling!
Lin Fan was caught off guard, completely splattered, and his mind instantly went blank.
And the patient, after spewing the poisonous blood, convulsed violently a few times, tilted his head, and then completely fainted again!
The doctor next to him, quick-witted, immediately stepped forward to check his breathing, then his face changed drastically, and he quickly had someone bring an oxygen mask and put it on the patient, barely maintaining his faint breath!
The entire hall was silent!
Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events!
After a few seconds of dead silence, there was panic and anger like a volcanic eruption!
"What's going on? Why is he spitting blood?"
"Why isn't he moving? Is he dead!"
"Do you even know how to treat patients?! Quack! Murderer!"
The patient's family members reacted the fastest, pouncing on Lin Fan like mad.
Lin Fan, having just exerted all his strength with the Pure Yang Nine Needles, and then being directly sprayed by that mouthful of poisonous blood, his mind was agitated, and coupled with the backlash of True Qi, he was in an extremely weakened state.
He was covered in sweat, his vision blurred, and he directly collapsed onto the ground.
Those family members rushed up, grabbing and hitting him, attacking him wildly!
Some even deliberately kicked his unhealed injured leg several times!
The intense pain made Lin Fan cry out!
"Returning Spring Hall! You must give us an explanation!"
"A limping handyman can come and treat patients? Is there still any law here?!"
"Does he have a medical license? How dare he randomly needle people!"
The family's wailing and the instigation of the online trolls completely ignited the emotions of the onlookers!
For a moment, the crowd was furious!
All sorts of accusations and curses surged towards the doctors present like a tide!
Luo Qingyan looked at the dying patient on the bed, whose life or death was unknown, and then at Lin Fan on the ground, surrounded by family members, panicked, and covered in blood, her face pale, her delicate body swaying.
How could this happen... Is this a backlash?
Why would there be a backlash?
It was clearly about to succeed just now... She wanted to explain, to argue, but at this moment, she was speechless!
The scene was chaotic, and she had no idea how to bring it under control.
Could it be... that the century-old medical hall that her grandfather and father had painstakingly managed was ultimately going to be ruined in her hands?