Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Fang Yu stopped in his tracks.

When he stopped, Sun Qing and Sun Tianyou also stopped.

"Tianyou."

"Master... I, I'm here," Sun Tianyou said softly.

"Take back your family's plaque."

"Okay."

Soon, Sun Tianyou brought back the plaque from when the King of Acupuncture was alive, looking somewhat uneasy due to nervousness.

"Don't be nervous, this originally belonged to your master," Fang Yu patted Sun Tianyou's shoulder.

Following that, Fang Yu's gaze fell upon Su Daolin, who was prostrating on the ground, and said:

"The treatment method is difficult yet simple... From now on, do not use the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles; this is your only way out."

"..."

Su Daolin's eyes widened, his lips trembling, "Is there really no other treatment method?"

"Do I look like someone who would lie? After all this, you still refuse to admit it?" Fang Yu's eyes were fixed on Su Daolin.

"Admit what?!"

Fang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, "The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles you've learned, every way you apply them, is all reversed! Haven't you felt it?"

Su Daolin's mind buzzed, a blank appearing—

Reversed!?

In his mind, the medical practices over the years were vivid.

Many times, he also felt it was awkward, it was clearly more convenient to follow the natural flow, but he went against it.

As time accumulated, he increasingly felt this awkwardness more pronounced.

So, it was reversed!

Like a master learning the secrets of martial arts, learning Inner Strength in reverse—going insane is a minor issue; at worst, one would explode and die!

Su Daolin suddenly remembered what his master had said, Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, one cause for one effect, the cycle of Heaven, no one can escape.

At that time, he didn't understand; his master just left, unclearly...

Only now did he have a sudden realization; he was walking the same path as his master!

By the time he regained his composure, Fang Yu and the others had already disappeared.

...

...

Across the street, Fang Yu walked ahead, triumphant.

"Who would have thought, old man Su actually learned the Reverse Needle Technique; what a pity," Sun Qing sighed.

"Do you still pity him? He was about to flatten your Acupuncture King Hall."

"Sigh, a few days ago, I noticed his glabella was dark... I didn't expect it to be so serious... A dying man, there's no point in arguing too much. However, this Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles is indeed powerful," Sun Qing praised.

"What's so great about that. It's just crooked paths, evil can never overcome righteousness. Just focus on perfecting the Taixuan Finger Technique, it's more powerful than anything!"

"Yes… Master, your lesson is well taken." Sun Qing bowed.

As they approached the Acupuncture King Hall, Sun Qing asked, "By the way, Master, what did you come to find me for?"

"Sigh, it's a long story, I don't have a place to stay, so I'll stay with you for now."

"..."

At this moment, Sun Tianyou timidly said, "Master... I was reckless before... I apologize."

"No problem, you are still young, children's words carry no harm." Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Then... may I learn acupuncture from you?"

Sun Qing's eyes widened and said, "Audacious! He is your Master! You should learn from me, otherwise wouldn't it mess up our seniority!?"

Sun Tianyou's face turned red.

"It's okay... It's good for a child to be eager to learn. The first time I saw you, I felt you were very unique. Although I am your master, giving you some guidance is still possible."

Hearing this, Sun Tianyou was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Sun Qing looked envious and secretly rolled his eyes, damn, I didn't even get this treatment!

Just as they entered, Fang Yu's phone rang.

He took out his phone and saw an unknown number.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Mr. Fang, can we meet and talk?" a gloomy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Who did you say you are?"

"Mr. Fang, I'd like to have a chat with you..."

"Get lost, if you can't chat then go remake yourself!" Fang Yu directly hung up the phone.

Just after hanging up, the phone rang again, with the same number.

Fang Yu answered the call, and cursed, "Are you sick?"

"My name is Zhao Gou, I am someone close to Zhao Wuyan... I'd like to make a deal with Mr. Fang."

This time, the person on the other end of the call learned his lesson.

Once Fang Yu heard it was someone related to Zhao Wuyan, he was startled and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to talk about Ye Wenjun."

When Fang Yu first arrived in Yanjing, he learned from Ye Mengmeng that Zhao Wuyan was also pursuing Ye Wenjun. So why did Zhao Gou ask him out to make a deal? What is he really after?

"Send me the address, let's meet and talk," Fang Yu indifferently said.

Not long after hanging up the phone, a text message arrived. Fang Yu glanced at it briefly then put away his phone.

"Sun Qing..."

"Master, I'm here."

"Prepare a nice room for me, with new bedding," Fang Yu demanded as if it were an obvious necessity.

"Yes, Master, don't worry, these are basic things," Sun Qing said with a smile.

"Oh, and one more thing—"

"What else?"

Fang Yu couldn't remember for a moment, then suddenly slapped his forehead, "Get me a—one burst..."

Sun Qing frowned and asked, "One burst? What's that?"

"Sun Qing, I can't believe you're even more outdated than me. Not even knowing what that is... I can't do without it," Fang Yu said as if he was on his high horse.

Sun Qing was now in trouble. If he knew what it was, he would have definitely prepared it, but the problem was he did not know.

At this moment, Sun Tianyou whispered beside him, "Master, are you talking about Wi-Fi?"

"Yes, yes, yes... That's the thing, Tianyou, you're really smart."

"..."

Sun Qing was dumbfounded and frustrated.

"Let's not talk about that now, I have something else to handle."

After speaking, Fang Yu went to the roadside, hailed a cab, repeated the address from the text message, and left.

...

...

About an hour later, Fang Yu got out of the car.

"Wow, this Zhao Gou really knows how to pick a place, I like it peaceful."

Tingxuan Tower is a restaurant themed around historical culture, antique yet bright and convenient with modern technology.

Fang Yu ascended the steps and the welcoming hostess, dressed in a cheongsam, greeted with a bow, "Welcome."

"2nd floor, room 301," said Fang Yu straightforwardly.

"This way, sir," she responded.

Fang Yu followed the waitress upstairs. It had to be said, this restaurant was very elegant and quiet. After going upstairs, he entered the VIP area and arrived at room 301.

He didn't hesitate at all, pushing the door directly and walking in.

A middle-aged man with a slightly hunched figure was sitting on a rosewood chair.

"Are you Zhao Gou?"

Zhao Gou turned around, his gaze unflinching, took a glance at Fang Yu, and politely said, "Mr. Fang, please take a seat."

Fang Yu had no good feelings towards the Zhao family's people, so he cut straight to the point, "Just get to the matter, I'm very busy, don't have time to chat with you."

"It's a long story."

"Then make it short."

"..." Zhao Gou hesitated for a moment, then said, "The car accident that happened previously in the busy district was not done by Young Master Wuyan."

Fang Yu chuckled and said, "The guilty flee when no man pursueth. I didn't say it was you guys."

"Mr. Fang, don't be nervous... Today, I wanted to talk about Miss Ye Wenjun. Honestly, Young Master Wuyan is also pursuing Miss Ye."

"So what?"