"That's right!"
Mu Qikun's voice trembled violently.
"Divine Doctor Jiang!"
"My heavens!"
Mu Huang and Mu Jianni both took a step forward, their faces etched with shock.
"Master, you truly are a master practitioner!" Xue Zhong's expression was even more stunned.
How could they not be shocked? He had determined there was a three-milliter-long tal fragnt at the site of Mu Qikun's old injury just by touching it.
Jiang Xinghai smiled faintly.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, my son Qikun served in the War Departnt for many years. The tal fragnt embedded in his spine is shrapnel. We've been to many hospitals, but they all said there was only a ten percent chance of successfully removing it..." Mu Huang explained with difficulty.
"Do you trust ?" Jiang Xinghai asked.
"Patriarch Mu, what are you still hesitating for? My master is a Divine Doctor!" Xue Zhong grew annoyed seeing the Mu family's hesitation.
"Please, Divine Doctor Jiang, we trust you." Mu Huang made his decision solemnly.
Without another word, Jiang Xinghai produced a pack of silver needles. "In that case, the two of you, step aside. Old Xue, give a hand."
"You two, please." Xue Zhong imdiately waved his hand at Mu Huang and Mu Jianni.
The two of them were anxious, but they left the main hall nonetheless.
Now, Jiang Xinghai was their only hope!
"Old Xue, I'll be using silver needles for this treatnt. Observe my technique. I'll go slower this ti."
A hazy aura of energy emanated from Jiang Xinghai's hand, enveloping more than ten glittering silver needles. He then looked at Mu Qikun. "This won't hurt much."
Before the words had even left his mouth, six silver needles plunged into the area around Mu Qikun's spine, one after another.
Jiang Xinghai pinched the tails of the needles, rotating them gently to adjust their direction and depth, ensuring they accurately pierced the acupoints.
Although it was sowhat painful, Mu Qikun stoically endured it.
Moreover, his face showed a deep sense of trust and anticipation. His belief in this Divine Doctor Jiang was enough.
Jiang Xinghai's gaze was focused and resolute. "Old Xue, I'm stimulating his acupoints to temporarily anesthetize the area."
"Mm-hmm." Xue Zhong stared intently at Jiang Xinghai's technique, secretly searing it into his mind.
He knew this was the legendary "Profound dical Nine Needles"!
A little over ten minutes later, Mu Qikun started snoring. He had fallen asleep.
"Old Xue, next I'll use a silver needle as a scalpel to remove the fragnt."
Jiang Xinghai lined up the other five silver needles in his hand, aid them at the site of Mu Qikun's injury, and sliced open a two-centiter-long incision.
CLINK!
A piece of shrapnel, embedded between the spinal bone and flesh, was plucked out with the silver needles.
Xue Zhong was overjoyed, thinking to himself, 'Master's thods are truly incredible!'
Throughout the entire process, Jiang Xinghai continuously nourished the area of the incision with his True Qi, protecting Mu Qikun's spine and nervous system.
Moreover, the two-centiter-long incision was already showing faint signs of healing!
「Half an hour later.」
The flesh around the incision had already knitted together, and a thin layer of sweat had beaded on Jiang Xinghai's forehead.
"It's done."
Jiang Xinghai let out a long breath, looking with satisfaction at the incision on Mu Qikun's back.
"Master, sit down, quickly." Xue Zhong promptly brought over a stool.
After sitting down, Jiang Xinghai called Mu Huang and Mu Jianni back in. "The shrapnel has been successfully removed. He needs to wake up on his own, and that's when his recovery will begin. Given his constitution, it will take at least six hours. Do not disturb him during this ti."
"Thank you, Divine Doctor Jiang!" Tears stread down the old Mu Huang's face.
Mu Jianni also shed tears of joy.
Jiang Xinghai wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Clear out a spare room for . I need to perform alchemy imdiately."
"Master, you expended a great deal of Inner Strength to save Mu Qikun. Why don't you rest for a while first?" Xue Zhong couldn't bear to see him overexert himself and quickly tried to persuade him.
"Yes, Divine Doctor Jiang, and it's ti for lunch," Mu Huang also suggested.
Jiang Xinghai glanced at the ti. It was past twelve noon. "Fine, let's eat first."
"Master!"
At that mont, a lean, wiry old man leaped down from the wall of the Mu Family's courtyard and approached with swift, sure steps.
"Brother Li!" Mu Huang was the first to be shocked.
'This infamous butcher... is calling Jiang Xinghai "Master"?'
The newcor was none other than the butcher, Li Tu.
A short while ago, Li Tu had been present when Jiang Xinghai destroyed the He Family, a dical and Martial Family.
In the end, he was taken in by Jiang Xinghai as a servant.
"Good, you're here. Go and guard the dicinal garden," Jiang Xinghai nodded.
"By the way, Master..."
The butcher scratched his head like a child. "My granddaughter Huanyan also heard you ca to Central State. She insisted on coming with , saying she wanted to warm your bed. How about tonight? She's waiting outside the gate right now."
'Li Huanyan wants to warm my bed?'
Jiang Xinghai felt a headache coming on. 'It's completely inappropriate to discuss this topic in front of so many people.'
Hearing the words "warm your bed," Xue Zhong swallowed hard.
"Brother Li, warming Divine Doctor Jiang's bed is a job for my granddaughter, Jianni. You shouldn't try to get in on the action, should you?" Mu Huang reacted in a flash, imdiately cutting in.
Mu Jianni froze, dumbfounded. '? Warm Jiang Xinghai's bed?'
'This... this is too sudden, isn't it?'
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