The meridians around the heart are intricate, and even a slight mistake won't do; Ling Zhenfei's Spiritual Power must check each one thoroughly.

Yes!

Ling Zhenfei's Northern Spiritual Energy suddenly paused, and even such a faint halt was detected by him. Why was there a pause in the flow of Northern Spiritual Energy? He concentrated his Divine Sense on the spot where it had paused and finally discovered the reason for the issue.

It turned out that something on a meridian was obstructing the flow of Northern Spiritual Energy. What exactly was it? It was so minuscule that the Perspective Eye could hardly make it out.

The Northern Spiritual Energy passed through that spot again, and it was blocked once more. There was indeed a problem here.

Ling Zhenfei relaxed his mind, sank his Divine Sense deep into concentration on that particular meridian, and when he finally saw what was on it, he was momentarily taken aback. There was something alive within the elder's meridian – it looked like a Strange Insect.

As to what this insect was, he didn't know, but he could even feel it moving slowly, heading towards the heart.

This must be the cause of the problem; the Strange Insect was gnawing on the elder's nerves. It seemed unbelievable to hear, but it was happening right in front of him.

"How is it, Mr. Ling, have you found the cause?" Chen Dafu, who had been watching Ling Zhenfei release the elder's hand, hastily asked.

"I've found the cause, I need to use a Silver Needle. I'll get one."

"I had it ready for you already." The nearby nurse quickly presented the Silver Needle.

The quality of the Silver Needle was exceptional, and it had been prepared with sterilization and other necessary measures.

Ling Zhenfei took off the elder's upper garment to reveal the acupoints on his chest, and then took out a Silver Needle, aligning it with a part of the elder's chest.

"Kid, what are you doing?" Chu He, who had been observing from behind, saw Ling Zhenfei holding a Silver Needle pointed at the elder's chest and immediately became anxious, rushing forward.

"Young Master Chu, how did you get in here? This is the emergency room; you can't come in," Chen Dafu and the others exclaimed, having not noticed Chu He's presence in the room.

"It's a good thing I came in. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have seen this. What are you trying to do, jab such a long needle into his heart? Don't tell me my grandfather is ill; even if he wasn't, he'd be dead after you stuck him with that."

"Young Master Chu, don't be agitated. Young Master Ling is preparing to perform the Silver Needle Transfixion Technique to treat the elder," Chen Dafu hurriedly explained.

"Don't give me that. Now I see, after this youngster came, he's the one treating the illness, and it has nothing to do with the hospital's doctors, right? Let me tell you, if my grandfather isn't cured, your hospital can forget about that additional fifty million investment," warned Young Master Chu.

Upon hearing the two men's conversation, Ling Zhenfei was startled; no wonder Chen Dafu had invited him. Normally, a top-tier hospital had its own pride; even if they couldn't cure someone, they would simply transfer them to another facility. Who would go out to hire someone from society for a treatment? It seemed there was fifty million at stake here.

Fifty million! Just who was this Chu He, having so much wealth that he could easily talk about such an amount?

"If you two have something to say, go outside to talk; the elder's condition is extremely urgent and requires treatment."

Holding the Silver Needle, Ling Zhenfei spoke up, as their conversation was severely affecting his mood.

"Kid, I haven't agreed yet—put that needle down, don't stick my grandfather with it."

Ling Zhenfei looked towards Chu He, "If you want your grandfather to get better, then don't interfere unnecessarily."

"Can you guarantee you can cure my grandfather?" Chu He challenged Ling Zhenfei.

"If you have a better candidate, I can leave right now."

As soon as Ling Zhenfei said this, Chu He immediately ran out of things to say. Although Ling Zhenfei was young, he was trusted by the director of a large hospital, which meant he must have some ability. Now this person claimed to have found the cause and wanted to treat it; perhaps there was still a chance for treatment. If someone else were called, they probably wouldn't even be able to diagnose the problem.

"Fine, I'll pretend I didn't see anything. I hope you can cure my grandfather," said Chu He before he walked out directly.

Ling Zhenfei didn't think too much and immediately began to administer the acupuncture treatment. He used over a dozen silver needles to seal off the meridians around the elderly man's heart, at least preventing the strange insect from moving towards the heart. Then he channeled his Spiritual Power into the old man from his arm, heading straight for the location of the insect.

He wanted to use his powerful Spiritual Power to kill the Strange Insect within the old man's meridians.

When Ling Zhenfei's Spiritual Power reached the meridians, it immediately split in two; one part clung to the meridians, increasing their toughness to prevent them from breaking under the impact of the Spiritual Power, while the other stream turned into a tiny sword and went straight for the Strange Insect.

A large group of doctors were watching Ling Zhenfei's movements, but after he inserted the needles, he just kept holding the old man's hands, and no one could see any action. They could only sense something different from Ling Zhenfei's knitted brows and the expressions on his face.

Fearing they might disturb Ling Zhenfei, the group remained silent, ready to step in and rescue the elder if anything unexpected happened.

Of course, they had no idea what was happening. In the meridians not far from the old man's heart, a tremendous battle was underway. The insect was exceptionally tough, clinging tightly to the old man's meridians despite the assaults from Ling Zhenfei's Northern Spiritual Energy. For a moment, Ling Zhenfei was unable to deal with the Strange Insect.

After several impacts, Ling Zhenfei got angry, increased his Spiritual Power, and started to strike the insect from both sides. After several attacks, the insect was finally killed by the impact of the Spiritual Power, disintegrating into fine fragments that shouldn't harm the old man's body.

Ling Zhenfei's work was not yet finished. He used his Northern Spiritual Energy to nourish the old man's heart and surrounding meridians. The meridians had been severely damaged by the insect's attack, causing pain that was too much for the elder to bear, and that was the reason for the old man's unconsciousness.

"Ah!"

After who knows how long, the old man finally woke up, letting out a long sigh.

The surrounding doctors nearly let out a cry of surprise; previously, the old man had woken up in pain, but now his facial expression was very comfortable, clearly indicating that the treatment had worked.

"Elder, are you feeling better?"

The old man looked at Ling Zhenfei and smiled faintly at him, "Much better, thank you. Although I don't know if it's true, I could vaguely feel what you were doing while I was unconscious."

"Don't mention it, the issue is resolved. I will prescribe a formula for you. If you take it according to my instructions for three months, I guarantee you'll be energetic again."

"Thank you, Doctor."

Ling Zhenfei removed the silver needles from the old man's body and turned to leave the emergency room. The transmission of Spiritual Power had taken a significant toll on him, and at this moment, he felt somewhat weary.

"How did it go, why did you come out?"

Chu He, waiting at the door, quickly approached Ling Zhenfei as he walked out, his expression showing a hint of surprise. The fact that Chu He had been waiting at the door for such a long time showed his deep affection for his grandfather.

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