Chapter 288
Lin Xiaoyue was completely lost, bewildered by what Liu Qian had just said.
"What are you talking about? He just flicked the silver needles a couple of times. How could that possibly cure my uncle?"
"That wasn’t an ordinary flick. The acupuncture technique Chenyang used isn’t one we’d conventionally understand. It’s the Overlapping Shadow Trembling Needle Technique."
"Overlapping Shadow Trembling Needle? What does that mean?"
"It treats the body as a formation, using the source of the illness as its focal point and the silver needles as its base. After the needling is finished, it causes the qi and blood to flow in reverse and the meridians to invert their course.
Then, a hidden force is used to activate the silver needles. As they tremble, the impact of that force expels the impurities from within the body. At the same time, the reversal of qi, blood, and meridians stimulates the heart’s innate ability to heal itself, repairing the damaged valve in the most natural way possible!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoyue remained in a state of utter confusion.
The onlookers standing nearby also looked completely blank.
"Director Liu, are you telling us a wuxia story?"
Liu Qian shook her head. "No, it’s not a wuxia story. I’m explaining the principles of the Overlapping Shadow Trembling Needle’s healing process."
Chenyang smiled. "They don’t even understand real acupuncture. You’re just going to confuse them more by throwing around so much specialized terminology."
"You’re right, I got a little excited and forgot." Liu Qian gathered her thoughts for a moment before continuing, "To put it simply, it’s a special acupuncture technique that gets to the root of the illness.
This acupuncture technique was created by Hua Tuo. You’ve all probably heard the historical story of him scraping the poison from Guan Yu’s bone. But the reason Guan Yu recovered so quickly and became even stronger in battle afterward was because Hua Tuo also used this very technique to treat him.
From ancient times to now, our great nation of Huaxia has developed over three hundred different acupuncture techniques, and the Overlapping Shadow Trembling Needle easily ranks in the top five!"
HISS~!
Hearing this, the crowd couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath.
"Out of more than three hundred advanced acupuncture techniques, it’s in the top five! That would make it one of the absolute highest-level techniques, wouldn’t it?"
"Hey, look! The silver needles are actually trembling."
Just a moment ago, everyone’s attention had been on Chenyang and Lin Xiaoyue. No one believed Chenyang could actually cure Mr. Lin, so naturally, no one had bothered to look at the silver needles.
As the crowd turned to look, expressions of shock and astonishment appeared on their faces.
"They’re not just trembling—they’re moving in a very rhythmic pattern."
"This is incredible! He only flicked two of them, but now dozens of needles are moving as if guided by a giant, invisible hand."
"A top-five acupuncture technique, a miraculous method of healing... ’Could we have really misunderstood Doctor Chen?’"
"It’s not ’could we have,’ we definitely did. My relative just texted me back. This is Doctor Chen, and his full name is Chenyang! He’s the grandson of that old Divine Doctor from Xiaoxi Village I was talking about earlier."
Amidst the crowd’s discussion, the person who had been asked to look into Chenyang’s background received a reply.
They might not have been quick to believe Chenyang, and they might even have harbored suspicions about Liu Qian, but they had complete faith in each other’s words. After all, they had no connection to Chenyang and no reason to help him deceive everyone.
And so, the moment the man’s voice fell, the way the crowd looked at Chenyang changed dramatically.
Those who had been harboring doubts now offered apologetic looks.
As for those who had questioned and even mocked him, their faces burned as if they had just been slapped by an invisible hand.
A mixture of awkwardness and shame washed over the crowd. Their gazes became shifty, and they wished for a hole to open up and swallow them whole.
Just as the atmosphere turned awkward, Wang Lili’s sudden cry cut through the silence.
"Look, quick! Mr. Lin is awake!"
At her words, Lin Xiaoyue and the others immediately turned their gazes to the hospital bed.
They saw Mr. Lin’s eyes flutter open. The cloudy look in them was clearing, becoming sharp, and the pallor of his face was giving way to a healthy color at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A second ago, he’d looked like a man on death’s door, his spirit all but gone. Now, his complexion looked even healthier than that of the robust family members standing beside him.
"What... what happened to me?"
Mr. Lin murmured, still dazed.
Lin Xiaoyue rushed forward, quickly explained what had happened, and then asked, "How are you feeling now? Are you still in pain?"
Mr. Lin took a moment to regain his bearings and assess his condition, then smiled. "A moment ago, it felt like my heart was being crushed by a pile of rocks. Now, I feel completely relieved. And... it also feels like there’s a warm current flowing through my body. It’s so comfortable. I haven’t felt this good in almost two years."
Lin Xiaoyue’s face lit up. "Does this mean Doctor Chen really cured you?"
"We’ll know if he’s cured once we run a check." Liu Qian stepped forward and reattached the cardiac monitors that Chenyang had removed from Mr. Lin’s chest earlier.
After switching on the machine, she pointed to the screen and said, "The full test report won’t be out for an hour, but we can see the condition of the damaged valve clearly on the monitor.
Miss Lin, you saw it before. When the valve is damaged, there’s static from the machine, and the readings fluctuate wildly. If the static has lessened or disappeared entirely, and the readings have stabilized, it means he’s either fully cured or well on his way."