NOVEL NEXT Chapter 34 Deeply Poisoned_1
Lin Rang truly displayed in front of Yin Tian and the others what it means to be a chameleon.
His face kept changing color, and he never dared to believe the scene unfolding before him or the words he just heard.
"Teacher, the person inside is critically ill, and I fear only you can save them. There's no time to delay, please start quickly."
Doctor Meng looked expectantly at Yin Tian.
He was very willing to follow Yin Tian; after all, doing so would enable him to learn more from Yin Tian.
In time, claiming the title of the foremost among the four Divine Doctors of Su Hang would be within reach!
"Saving the person is possible, but you still need to help me confirm something."
Yin Tian spoke deliberately.
"What do you mean?"
"The reason I'm here to save someone is at Miss Xia's invitation and to give you face. It has nothing to do with that guy," Yin Tian said, raising his hand and pointing at Lin Rang, "I sure don't want to be backstabbed after doing a good deed."
Originally, Lin Rang was looking forward to Yin Tian's assistance, but when Yin Tian finished speaking, Lin Rang's face turned ugly.
If it was as Yin Tian said, and this matter had nothing to do with him, then how could he show his presence in front of his uncle?
"No way!"
Lin Rang's voice was sharp, "If that's the case, why would I let you go save him?"
Yin Tian smirked and took out his phone from his pocket, pressing the play button.
"No way!"
"If that's the case, why would I let you go save him?"
"No way!"
"..."
The sound of Lin Rang's voice, filled with fury and embarrassment, rang out.
"Now, even if I say you were involved, I'm afraid no one will believe it..."
"You motherfucker, you're scheming against me!"
Lin Rang's face went ashen as he looked at Yin Tian, not expecting Yin Tian to have recorded him!
"Give that to me!"
Lin Rang lunged at Yin Tian, trying to snatch the phone.
Yin Tian, expressionless, kicked out like lightning, striking precisely on the knee of Lin Rang's strained leg.
Lin Rang might have seemed ferocious, but he hadn't even taken a step before he fell flat on his face.
"This is just a small lesson; take it to heart."
Yin Tian said expressionlessly, looking down at Lin Rang, who was sprawled on the ground.
After speaking, Yin Tian already made his way directly into the operating room.
Clang!
The operating room door was locked shut, leaving only Yin Tian standing outside.
"Ah!! Damn it!!"
Yin Tian seemed to have gone mad, frantically banging on the operating room door, making a loud noise, "Let me in! Let me in, ah!!"
This time, he had finally gotten a chance.
As long as he cured his uncle, the future would be promising.
But in the end, he had gained nothing!
How could he possibly accept this!
His expression grew even more livid as Lin Rang retracted his hands, red and swollen from pounding the door.
"Damn it, you little bastard, you're forcing my hand!"
Lin Rang took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Hey, I'm at Suyi University, come over, and bring a few more."
...
Inside the operating room.
Doctor Meng had already brought Yin Tian to the side of the operating table.
On the operating table lay a man, looking to be under fifty years old.
His temples were slightly gray, he had handsome features, and he possessed the distinctive charm of a mature man.
"The toxin has infiltrated the organs, and although I've tried many methods, I still can't expel the toxin..."
Doctor Meng, with his head down, spoke somewhat sheepishly.
Being one of the four great Divine Doctors of Su Hang and repeatedly seen by Yin Tian at wit's end was truly embarrassing for him.
"No worries, leave it to me."
Yin Tian then opened a needle pack by the operating table and picked out a silver needle.
Yin Tian reached out and pressed on the chest of Patriarch Lin, then a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
The next moment.
Swish!
The needle had already been placed on Patriarch Lin's body.
"Hmm?"
Doctor Meng gave a soft exclamation of surprise.
For he noticed that the needle Yin Tian had used seemed a bit too deep.
Acupuncture is an art that requires precision.
In true acupuncture, when the needle tip enters the body and is pulled out, not a single drop of blood should flow.
But the needle Yin Tian had just used appeared to go too deep.
Normally, a large portion of the needle should remain outside the body, but only a small part was remaining on the outside!
Yet Yin Tian seemed to not notice, continuing to place needle after needle on Patriarch Lin's body, each as deeply inserted as the last.
Doctor Meng's eyes grew more bewildered.
With Yin Tian's advanced medical skills, such a mistake should not have occurred.
Or could it be...
Yin Tian was doing it on purpose!
Soon, over thirty silver needles densely covered Patriarch Lin's chest.
Doctor Meng opened his mouth to ask, but then he saw Yin Tian's hand sweep over the silver needles, causing them all to suddenly tremble.
A pleasant buzzing sound followed.
"The Trembling Golden Needle Skill!"
Doctor Meng exclaimed.
Even though he had seen it once before, the sight of this long-lost technique still excited him.
But then, Doctor Meng noticed something was amiss.
The needles, which had been deep inside Patriarch Lin's body, were gradually shaking their way out during the trembling motion!
Doctor Meng's breath hitched, and then a realization struck him like lightning.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"