Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Sun Qing was old after all, and his treatment speed was very slow.

This mutated avian influenza also had a rapid onset.

Just as Fang Yu had treated one person, a man nearby suddenly started vomiting violently.

A woman was continuously patting the man's back, desperate to the point of tears...

Seeing that many people still had not received treatment and were queuing up to see the doctor, it seemed they couldn't hold on much longer.

Hence—

The woman, disregarding her face, ran directly to the doctors.

She knelt down in front of Fang Yu, crying out:

"Doctor, please, save my husband... Please, he can't die! He really can't die..."

Seeing this, Fang Yu frowned and said, "Get up first."

How could the woman get up—

Bang bang!

She fiercely kowtowed on the ground.

"Please, our family really can't lose him... I still have two kids at home, if he dies, how are we orphans and widows supposed to live!"

At this woman's plea for help, others with severe conditions nearby started to gather around.

"Doctor, please save my dad first... he's nearly gone!"

"Doctor, my daughter is still young, she has already passed out! Please, save my daughter first!"

"My mom hasn't moved for three days, I'm begging you, doctor!"

In a moment, many people knelt down,

The scene was filled with wailing.

Seeing this situation,

Fang Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Healing the world was not his original intention... There were so many people in the world needing saving, how could he alone manage it?

But still, seeing that man frothing at the mouth and about to pass, Fang Yu said sternly:

"Peipei, Golden Needle!"

"Okay." Xu Zhaopei fully cooperated.

Moving to the man's side, she casually took out three Golden Needles and stabbed them into the man's three major acupoints.

As expected.

The man stopped vomiting.

The woman gratefully said, "Thank you, doctor, thank you..."

"Take good care of him, drink more water," Fang Yu instructed.

Other patients cast pleading looks.

Faced with this situation, Xu Zhaopei was completely panicked. The situation was too urgent and complicated, far beyond her expectations.

Whereas Fang Yu was very calm and composed.

"Peipei, six needles at a time."

"Huh?" Xu Zhaopei didn't understand what Fang Yu was planning but proceeded as told.

She knew that since Fang Yu dared to say so, he must have a method.

After disinfecting six Golden Needles,

Fang Yu extended his left and right hands, each holding three Golden Needles!

"Needling simultaneously?!" Seeing this, Sun Qing couldn't help but turn pale.

Next to him, Wu Cunzhong asked in puzzlement, "Old Sun, is needling simultaneously very impressive?"

Sun Qing solemnly said, "Simultaneous needling seems to be multitasking, but do you know... how much Mental Power each deployment of the Taixuan Finger Technique consumes! Even in my younger days, I could only perform it a maximum of ten times a day! Young... Master, how many needles has he already set?"

Hearing this, Wu Cunzhong was immensely surprised.

On counting carefully, it turned out that more than ten people had been treated.

Wu Cunzhong suddenly remembered what Fang Yu said when he first stepped into the hospital—"As long as the patient has not died, I can cure him!"

Now it seems, this confidence wasn't without reason!

…

Fang Yu held the needles in both hands.

"Peipei, watch carefully... Learn this Needle Technique, even if it can't treat complicated and difficult diseases, you can easily handle common ailments!"

Huh?

Xu Zhaopei was taken aback.

In her moment of distraction, Fang Yu's expression subtly changed, and he swiftly applied the needles.

That instant, she seemed to see two faint golden lights blossom in the palms of Fang Yu... Shocked, she quickly blinked, the golden lights had already disappeared...

Tzz tzz!

The Golden Needles vibrated, buzzing...

"Next!"

Fang Yu's speed in applying needles increased.

People marveled in awe.

If it could be said that the doctors already admired Fang Yu more, now they were utterly in awe!

After a moment, Sun Qing also joined the rescue efforts.

Ten minutes passed.

Fang Yu let out a breath.

He could not remember how many needles he had administered, only feeling his hands become numb.

"How many more patients?" asked Fang Yu.

"None left," Xu Zhaopei replied softly.

Turning around, he saw a large area where all patients were lying on beds.

Without exception, they all looked at him with gratitude...

Some had tears in their eyes.

Some clasped their hands together.

Some kept bowing.

Witnessing this scene, the doctors couldn't help but feel moved.

They had chosen medical practice, and who wouldn't want such a reward from their patients?

At that moment, a doctor came over, with admiration he said, "A total of one hundred thirty-two patients, Doctor Fang treated one hundred and two, Divine Doctor Sun treated thirty."

Hearing this number.

Xu Zhaopei was immensely shocked.

Shocked by Fang Yu's speed, shocked by the magic of acupuncture.

Even the King of Acupuncture, Sun Qing, could not compare to him!

As he said—Traditional Chinese Medicine is profound! Xu Zhaopei believed deeply this time!

"There are three more patients with mild symptoms outside, what do you think..." a doctor looked at Fang Yu, then at Sun Qing.

Sun Qing coughed, thinking that the Young Master had performed too many acupuncture sessions and must be struggling to continue; just as he was about to speak, he heard Fang Yu say:

"I'll take care of it… Sun Qing, you are older, you should go back and rest early."

"Less... Yes, Master." Sun Qing felt inexplicably moved.

Xu Zhaopei followed closely and clearly saw Fang Yu's slight stagger as he stepped out of the door.

"Your... body."

"I'm fine, let's continue."

Outside, seeing the three patients, Fang Yu performed treatment once again.

He knew that the Taixuan Finger Technique greatly consumed Inner Essence; since he was treating others, he could not give up halfway. A continuous effort would not harm his body.

One patient got better.

Xu Zhaopei worriedly said, "Are you... okay?"

She was filled with deep admiration for Fang Yu.

Fang Yu turned his head and said with a light smile, "Why, are you concerned about me?"

Xu Zhaopei rolled her eyes, "Who's concerned about you? I'm just worried that if you collapse, there'd be nobody to continue treating."

"Don't worry, the Taixuan Finger Technique is about continuous treatment... it's like urinating, if you stop midway, how uncomfortable would that be?"

Hearing this, Xu Zhaopei's face turned red with embarrassment. At such a time, he still had the mood to joke, she couldn't help but scold, "You rascal!"

Fang Yu smiled without a word and proceeded with the acupuncture.

A few minutes later.

All three were treated.

Fang Yu's entire body relaxed.

"Are there any more patients?" Fang Yu asked a nearby doctor.

"Everyone has been treated."

"Good, continue to isolate."

...

All the doctors came out.

The epidemic was controlled so quickly, it felt like a dream.

Seeing Fang Yu somewhat tired at the door, everyone showed admiration.

Wu Cunzhong came out and said, "Fang Yu... good job! This time you not only saved these patients, but also the whole Jiangzhou! The people of Jiangzhou will be grateful to you!"

"Yes! Divine Doctor Fang! You are our role model!"

...

Then, the doctor with glasses in the crowd squeezed out and said, "Doctor Fang, it's me... the one who saved people with you at the bus stop... With your excellent medical skills, come to our hospital... We are the best hospital in Jiangzhou!"

Upon hearing this, other influential senior doctors stood out—

"Doctor Fang, come to our hospital, you can choose any position except the Dean!"

"Or join us, with an annual salary of three million, how about that?"

"Doctor Fang, if you come to our hospital, the position of Director of Traditional Chinese Medicine Department is definitely yours!"

"..."