Chapter 221 - 217: Give Me an Atomic Bomb
In Ward 603, the room was silent. Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the young man performing acupuncture by the hospital bed. Their expressions were a mixture of doubt, curiosity, shock, admiration, and anticipation.
On the bed, his uncle, Lin Debiao, lay with a pale face. His leg was stained with blood, a gruesome patch of crimson.
Ye Xing quickly unwrapped the blood-soaked bandage on his leg. He then took a bottle of Upper-grade Golden Wound Medicine from his pocket, opened it, and sprinkled the powder onto the wound.
This was Upper-grade Golden Wound Medicine from the Martial Arts Continent, made from a variety of precious medicinal herbs, and its effects were extraordinary. On the Martial Arts Continent, many Martial Artists who roamed the martial world made sure to carry Golden Wound Medicine with them. After all, for Martial Artists in the martial world, clashes of blades, feuds, assassinations, bloodshed, and injury were all just part of daily life. Golden Wound Medicine treated all sorts of traumatic injuries and accelerated the healing of wounds.
"Hiss!"
As the Golden Wound Medicine powder was poured onto the wound, his uncle, Lin Debiao, couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath and grimace in pain. Clearly, the powder was working, as the wound soon stopped bleeding.
Ye Xing picked up the silver needles one by one and began to perform acupuncture.
As each silver needle was inserted, under the treatment of the surging Life Force from the Thunder Heart Spring Wood, Lin Debiao’s leg injury began to recover rapidly.
"Hey, my leg doesn’t seem to hurt anymore. I feel a cool stream flowing through it, it’s very comfortable. Axing, you kid, your medical skills are really something else," Lin Debiao said, his pained expression replaced with one of delight.
"Mhm." Ye Xing smiled and nodded slightly, continuing the acupuncture. The Life Force produced by the Thunder Heart Spring Wood was naturally cool and refreshing, like a clear spring flowing through the body, making it feel very comfortable.
A few minutes later...
𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
Ye Xing sent a thread of True Qi into his uncle’s leg to inspect the injury. He nodded and said thoughtfully, "That should do it. Uncle, the injury is mostly healed. You just need to rest for two days to make a full recovery."
"That’s wonderful! Axing, thank you so much," his aunt said, her face flush with excitement and joy.
"It was the least I could do. Auntie, we’re family. There’s no need to be so formal," Ye Xing said with a smile.
His uncle was already getting up from the bed. "What’s this about resting for two or three days? Axing, I feel like I can stand up and walk around right now."
As he spoke, Lin Debiao took a few steps beside the bed, causing everyone in the room to turn and stare in astonishment.
"Healed in just a matter of moments!"
"He’s truly a divine doctor! I’m completely blown away!"
"Divine Doctor Ye, could you teach us a few of your techniques?"
Immediately, several doctors surrounded him, hoping to get a few pointers from Ye Xing.
"I’m sorry. My master strictly forbade me from passing on the medical arts he taught me to others. Please forgive me," Ye Xing said, declining with a sincere gaze.
’Are you kidding me? This so-called medical art relies heavily on the power of the Thunder Heart Spring Wood. How could I possibly teach it to anyone? If I really could pass it on, I wouldn’t mind at all.’
...
The sun blazed high in the sky; it was already noon. Golden sunlight poured down, baking the earth.
On a flat, winding highway, a Porsche sped along like a bolt of lightning, weaving past other cars as it raced toward Luoxian County.
This Porsche was, of course, Ye Xing’s ride. He was on his way back to Luoxian County from Fu City. His parents were still in Fu City taking care of his uncle, so Ye Xing was returning alone.
There were two reasons he was returning. For one, his uncle’s leg injury was mostly healed and no longer a major concern. The other, more important reason, was that his Cultivation was on the verge of a breakthrough. The True Qi in his body was surging, and he needed to enter seclusion immediately to break through to the Martial Arts Sixth Realm. In Ye Xing’s eyes, his Cultivation was the most important thing. Now that he had reached this critical point, he was naturally even more focused.
RING RING! "You’re my little, little apple, I can never love you too much..."
The ringtone suddenly blared from his pocket. Ye Xing swiped the screen and answered the call. It was Frank.
"My dear Mr. Ye Xing, I actually got through to you! This is incredible," Frank exclaimed, his voice filled with amazement and excitement. He had clearly tried calling many times before without success.
"Haha, I was away for a while, and there was no signal where I was. I just got back," Ye Xing said with a laugh.
"You’re back? That’s great! How about we get together for a meal?" Frank quickly asked over the phone. He was currently practicing Longevity Fist at Wu Qiang’s Changsheng Martial Arts Hall.
"Uh, I’m afraid I don’t have time. I have something urgent to attend to right now. Maybe next time," Ye Xing said, pausing for a moment before adding, "By the way, Frank, I might need to procure a large batch of weapons soon. Do you have any stock in your warehouse?"
"Of course! I have plenty of stock. Whatever kind of weapon you want, I’ve got it," Frank said smugly. He had considerable influence in the United States and had procured a large arsenal.
"Really? Any weapon I want?"
"But of course. That includes the latest experimental weapons. There’s nothing you can imagine that I can’t get my hands on. You name it, I have it."
"Alright then, get me an atomic bomb."