Chapter 7 - Acupuncture of Nine Huiyang Needles (1/2)

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With the second needle sticking on the relevant acupoint, Su Ming-yue jerked all over as if she had got an electric shock. And then the third needle…

“The third needle stagnates Qi and blood, the forth moves bones ligaments, the fifth blocks sense organs, the sixth stops the action of the five viscera, the seventh makes herun conscious, and the eighth needle brings her to temporary death!”

Sticking eight needles into Su Ming-yue’s body successively, Lin Qi had been dripping with sweat.

Senior Long watched aside, not daring to blink his eyes at all, as if he were afraid of missing anything. And sometimes he imitated Lin Qi’s movements but showed a look of wonder on his face, then finally shook his head.There seemed to be something he did not understand.

And as soon as the eighth needle stuck on the acupoint, the electrocardiogram at the bedside turned into a straight line.

At this moment, Su Ming-yue’s breathing even stopped. She looked like a dead person, lying in bed lifelessly.

“Lin Qi, what exactly is going on?” Jiang Ruo-qing went pale. She quickly grabbed Lin Qi’s hand.

This was not to heal her at all. It absolutely was killing her.

“Don’t grab me. I could not afford to make any mistake at this moment!” Lin Qi had the ninth needle in hand but almost pricked it in the wrong acupoint unawares.

“Stop it! What the hell are you doing?” Jiang Ruo-qing rebuked winsomely.

“If you don’t let go of my hand, then don’t blame me for my rudeness!” Lin Qi turned his head and roared, with furious flames in his eyes.

“You…”

For a moment Jiang Ruo-qing felt Lin Qi was like an angry beast—if she dared to do anything more, she would encounter a stormy rage. This made her trembling with fear.

She could hardly imagine that the ninth needle was the most crucial one. If there was any mistake, then even God could not save the life of Miss Su.

“Directress Jiang, let Lin Qi continue. Once the ninth needle is done, Miss Su will come back to life!” There was a craze in Senior Long’s eyes. He could finally witness the legendary ninth needle on Acupuncture of Nine Huiyang Needles.

According to the remnant paper he had read, the first eight acupoints of Huiyang Needles were all acupoints of death that cut off all vitality of the patient.

While the ninth needle on the acupoint was a marvelous creation which reversed the results of the former eight needles into a huiyang (bringing back to life) approach.

Once the ninth needle done, the dead is surely brought back to life!

“Why should you be that fierce…” Jiang Ruo-qing bit her lip, with both hands covering her chest and backed away, looking with grievance at Lin Qi’s serious expression.

Lin Qi wiped off the sweat and concentrated all his energies on the ninth needle.

In this ward, all he saw was only the needle in his hand, as well as the acupoint corresponding to Su Ming-yue’s heart.

“The ninth needle, change the transmigration, destiny would be reserved!”

Lin Qi burst into a yell, bending his finger with a flip, and the silver needle fell steadily.

Soon after that, Su Ming-yue suddenly sat up as if a corpse bounced up, opening her mouth and spitting out a gulp of stinking black blood. Then she lay back on the sickbed, breathing heavily, as though she had been rescued from the jaws of death, with lingering fear deep inside.

“Hasty, it was really too hasty for me to see clearly at all.” Senior Long was puzzled with confusion in his turbid eyes. For the first eight acupuncture needles he could scratch the surface yet, as to the ninth and the most critical needle, he could not even see it clearly.

All of a sudden, Senior Long found that he was incredibly insignificant, indeed! Much as he had practised medicine for a whole life, he couldn’t even tell Su Ming-yue’s malinger, not to say to fathom the mysteries of Acupuncture of Nine Huiyang Needles.

“However strong you are, there is always someone stronger. It now appears that I am really getting old…”

All at once Senior Long became weak with a stooped figure. He walked towards the door, shaking his head and sighing.

“Where are you going, Senior Long?” Jiang Ruo-qing called softly and unexpectedly found that Senior Long looked several years older than before.

“To retreat to the woods, and no longer practise medicine in the rest of my life!” After his words Senior Long disappeared directly from their sight.

Lin Qi carefully checked Su Ming-yue’s physical condition to make sure that she was really ok, and finally felt relieved. Then he raised his eyebrows and said o Jiang Ruo-qing, “Directress Jiang, is it time for you to fulfill your promise?”

“I…” Jiang Ruo-qing’s icy-cold face reddened. Her watery pupils stared fiercely at Lin Qi.

“Directress Jiang, you can’t do this. Lin Qi just said it on purpose.” Covering his inflamed cheek, Liu Jiang-wei was flaming with anger. Jiang was the goddess of their hospital. She must never kiss Lin Qi.