Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yu's body began to levitate.

A faint golden glow emanating from him.

White vapors rising from the top of his head.

This was the cultivation method that Fang Yu had persisted in for eight years.

Even his master, Fang Ju, could not fathom it.

Initially, Fang Yu was unable to cultivate martial arts, so he started cultivating the Divine Dragon Technique; tragically, he couldn't even master the basics of the Divine Dragon Technique.

After the Fang Family was annihilated, he and his master fled to the deep mountains.

For some unknown reason, he managed to succeed in his cultivation effortlessly.

His master said it might be a matter of the heart realm.

Fang Yu knew that cultivating the Divine Dragon Technique required not just the right heart realm but also opportunities and experiences. Eight years of inhuman cultivation had far surpassed the heart realm of an ordinary person.

An hour later.

Fang Yu slowly descended.

He let out a long breath.

His body drenched in sweat.

"Having just advanced to the Fourth Layer, I already feel the difficulty in cultivation; it will only get harder from here on out..." Fang Yu's eyes hardened, "But since I've chosen this path, no matter how difficult, I must continue."

If he hadn't cultivated the Divine Dragon Technique, how would he have entered the path of cultivation?

With the Divine Dragon Technique, what do martial arts masters and grandmasters matter? They are all a joke.

Thinking this, Fang Yu smiled faintly and continued his cultivation.

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The next day, Fang Yu didn't go out.

He fasted, did not sleep or rest, concentrating solely on cultivating the Divine Dragon Technique.

Downstairs in the dining room.

Jiang Wei and Jiang Xiaoxiao were eating together.

Xiaoxiao blinked her large eyes and asked, "Sis, where is that annoying guy? Didn't come back yesterday?"

"He's probably too busy with the hospital. I've also been quite busy these days. You'll have to go to school by yourself and be good," Jiang Wei gave her little sister some food.

Seeing Auntie Bai still busy in the kitchen, Jiang Xiaoxiao asked, "Auntie Bai, did you see that annoying guy?"

Auntie Bai shook her head and said, "Second Miss, I didn't see him, and he doesn't allow me into his room."

"Pfft, a country bumpkin who knows about privacy?" Jiang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, finished speaking, and bowed her head to continue eating.

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Upstairs, Fang Yu was sitting with his eyes tightly closed.

His ears twitched at that moment.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a scornful smile; the little brat was quite clever.

While in a state of cultivation, Fang Yu's senses were several times stronger than usual. He heard what Jiang Xiaoxiao said loud and clear. If someone approached, Fang Yu could also detect it immediately to prevent his cultivation from being forcefully interrupted.

On the third day, Fang Yu still did not go out.

He fasted, did not sleep or rest.

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On the morning of the fourth day, Fang Yu slowly opened his eyes.

He sensed his Inner Essence.

"I didn't expect the cultivation to go so smoothly…" Fang Yu felt his Inner Essence was abundant, and despite not eating or drinking, he was full of energy, "Maybe this is because I've just ascended to the Fourth Layer Heaven."

He knew that each successive Heaven Layer had its difficulties, especially in the later stages.

Gurgle, gurgle...

His stomach growled.

He hadn't eaten in days and was starving.

Fang Yu jumped out of bed, went out of the room, looked around—the hallway was quiet, no one was there.

He grabbed some food from the fridge and wolfed it down, feeling full and content, then headed to the hospital.

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Hua Da Hospital.

Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.

Fang Yu had just arrived when he saw Xu Zhaopei pacing back and forth at the doorway, looking a bit angry.

Seeing Fang Yu from a distance, Xu Zhaopei crossed her arms and scolded, "Fang Yu, do you still want to work or not? You're late all the time. Do you think you own the hospital?"

Fang Yu flashed a faint smile, saying, "You urge me to clock in on time every day, but now we've only been apart for a few days and you miss me this much?"

"Pfft! Who misses you? The patient is waiting to be treated."

"Is that so?"

With a turn, Fang Yu came very close to Xu Zhaopei, close enough to hear each other's breathing.

In that instant, Fang Yu seemed to hear Xu Zhaopei's heart thumping loudly.

He smirked slyly: "Really don't miss me?"

"Not at all." Xu Zhaopei's eyes turned cold, and she turned her head away.

This guy is getting more and more shameless, who does he think he is.

Fang Yu was helpless himself, it was only three days since he had confessed affectionately, and now she was back to being a fierce tigress.

"All right." Fang Yu spread his hands, "Let's go, today you'll be my assistant."

Saying that, he headed toward the ward of the young boy with the mysterious illness.

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Following the prior instructions, the hospital staff had only given the boy water to drink.

Upon entering, the two saw that the boy's face was pale, with his whole body weak from hunger and a listless gaze.

What was scary was that the side of the bed and the walls were all scratched up by him.

Xu Zhaopei understood and said: "Did you intentionally make him go hungry?"

Fang Yu nodded and responded: "This child shows promise."

The purpose of starving him was to deprive him of strength while protecting his stomach and intestines.

"Help me hold him down," said Fang Yu.

Xu Zhaopei hesitated.

Fang Yu added: "What are you looking at me for? I have to treat him."

Seeing her unwilling look, he continued: "You can't possibly be unable to subdue a starving boy, can you? The strength you use to bully me, use just one-tenth of that."

"You—"

Annoyed, Xu Zhaopei stamped her foot but couldn't do anything about it.

Reluctantly, she went up and symbolically held the boy down.

Only then did Fang Yu take a purple cloth bag off his waist.

He took out a golden needle.

As he held the golden needle, his gaze subtly changed, suddenly becoming much more sharp; even the usually bold Xu Zhaopei couldn't help but be startled.

Fang Yu supported the boy with one hand, and slapped the back of the boy's head with his palm.

Puff—

A flash of golden light, and the golden needle plunged into the back of his head instantly.

At the same time, the boy's eyes shot open, and he immediately started to struggle, displaying extraordinary strength!

"Ah—"

Xu Zhaopei was so frightened that she retreated again and again, unable to hold him down.

But Fang Yu remained calm, as if he had anticipated this, and with a swift motion, positioned himself in front of the boy.

Three golden needles appeared in his hand at some point.

Needle in hand, down they went.

Fengfu Acupoint, Shangxing acupoint, Ren Zhong Acupoint, three sequential needles, swiftly administered.

His speed was astonishing, dazzling to the eye.

Xu Zhaopei's eyes widened—

She had long wanted to witness the so-called Taiyin Needle Technique firsthand. Last time when saving someone, she didn't pay attention, but this time, she intensely focused on every move Fang Yu made, yet she still couldn't catch it clearly!

Is this... the Taiyi Divine Needle?

After the three needles were administered, the boy's eyes closed, and he collapsed.

Xu Zhaopei asked worriedly, "Is he... is he alright?"

Fang Yu wore a relieved expression, smiled faintly, and said, "With a Divine Doctor like me here, what could possibly go wrong?"

Xu Zhaopei knew that if Fang Yu could say such things, the boy must be fine, and she felt relieved inside.

Looking at the golden needles at the three acupoints of the boy, Xu Zhaopei asked, "Did you use the Taiyi Divine Needle this time?"

Fang Yu shook his head, hands clasped behind his back, adopting the air of a proud master, and spoke in a cryptic and grandiose tone, "Not so. This is 'Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles.'"

Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles?

Xu Zhaopei was secretly astounded; this was the first time she had heard of such a Needle Technique, and she was full of wonder.