“What an arrogant young man. Our hospital can’t even cure this little girl’s illness, yet you’re audaciously claiming you can heal her. Are you trying to deceive her?” an untimely voice interjected.
Ye Yu followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, about forty years old, walking over.
“Uncle Shen, why are you here?” Fang Yuqing clearly recognized the middle-aged man.
“Yuqing, it’s a good thing Uncle came; otherwise, you would have been deceived by this person.” The middle-aged man walked to Fang Yuqing’s side and looked at Ye Yu with disdain.
“Just because you can’t cure it doesn’t mean I can’t. Moreover, I am 100% confident I can heal the little girl’s legs,” Ye Yu said, smiling at Fang Yuqing. “Little girl, the decision is yours. If you let me treat you, I guarantee I can cure you. If you don’t, I’ll leave right now.”
“I believe you, Big Brother,” Fang Yuqing said, looking at Ye Yu with determination.
“Alright, then I’ll treat you, but we need to find a quiet environment,” Ye Yu said, smiling at Fang Yuqing.
“Uncle Shen, then I’ll go home and have Big Brother treat me there,” Fang Yuqing said, looking at the man with the receding hairline.
“Alright, I’ll just watch how he treats you. Also, I’ve arranged for Zhao Dezhu, the Divine Doctor from the Eastern Domain, to come and examine you as well,” the man with the receding hairline said, raising his chin provocatively at Ye Yu.
“Big Brother, let’s go home then.” Fang Yuqing pushed her wheelchair towards a commercial van. Two young women dressed as nannies stepped out of the van and helped Fang Yuqing into it. Ye Yu, at Fang Yuqing’s Hint, also got in and sat in the seat next to her.
The man with the receding hairline drove his own car, following the commercial van, and called Zhao Dezhu. “Divine Doctor Zhao, I just met a young man on the street who claims he can cure Yuqing’s legs. You said you weren’t fully confident you could cure her, but he says he can cure her 100%. He’s very arrogant and doesn’t put you in his eyes at all.”
“Is there such an arrogant person in Tianhai?” Zhao Dezhu’s hair stood on end when he heard this, like a fighting rooster. “I’ll be there in a moment.”
“Alright, I’ll wait for you at the Fang family residence,” the man with the receding hairline said before hanging up.
About half an hour later, the commercial van drove into a villa complex and stopped in front of a detached villa. Fang Yuqing and Ye Yu got out of the car, and the nanny pushed Fang Yuqing into the villa’s living room.
“Yuqing, why are you back so late?” A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses on the sofa looked at Fang Yuqing as she returned.
“Dad, I brought a Big Brother home today. He says he can heal my legs,” Fang Yuqing said, holding Ye Yu’s hand.
“Oh?” Fang Yuqing’s father looked at Ye Yu. “I am Yuqing’s father, Fang Tianhao. May I ask who you are?”
“Hello, Mr. Fang, I am Ye Yu, a healer,” Ye Yu replied, neither humble nor arrogant.
“May I ask which Divine Doctor Mr. Ye learned from?” Fang Tianhao gestured for Ye Yu to sit down.
“My medical lineage, my master has commanded, cannot be revealed,” Ye Yu continued to maintain an air of mystery.
“Then, Mr. Ye, are you confident you can cure my daughter’s legs?” Fang Tianhao knew that some secret inheritances could not reveal their lineage, but rather traveled the world for experience. It seemed Ye Yu might come from such a power.
“Of course,” Ye Yu continued to pretend.
“Do you need to prepare any medicinal herbs?” Fang Tianhao asked, somewhat eagerly.
“No, I only need a quiet room.” Ye Yu’s treatment primarily relied on his skill, “No Illness I Cannot Cure,” and the Flowing Silver Needles; nothing else was needed.
“Alright then, I’ll prepare it immediately.” Seeing Ye Yu’s certainty, Fang Tianhao became even more respectful towards him.
After about 5 minutes, Fang Tianhao arranged for the nanny to prepare a guest room, and the nanny pushed Fang Yuqing into the guest room.
“Little girl, lie on the bed. Nanny, please take off her stockings,” Ye Yu instructed.
Fang Yuqing lay on the bed, revealing her fair legs, looking at Ye Yu a little shyly.
“You two can go out; just leave one nanny,” Ye Yu asked Fang Tianhao and the man with the receding hairline to leave.
“Little girl, it will hurt a bit in a moment, so bear with it. I’m about to begin,” Ye Yu said, looking at Fang Yuqing. Seeing her nod, he began to apply the needles.
Suddenly, silver needles appeared in Ye Yu’s hand. The needles pierced into the acupoints on Fang Yuqing’s legs with extreme speed. All thirty-six silver needles. A light green glow appeared on Ye Yu’s ten fingers, connecting to the thirty-six silver needles like threads. The green light flowed along the needles into Fang Yuqing’s leg acupoints, slowly repairing the atrophied nerves. After about twenty minutes, Ye Yu withdrew the silver needles.
“Nanny, please turn the little girl over and expose her back. I need to apply needles to her back,” Ye Yu said, looking at Fang Yuqing, who was already sweating profusely. “Bear with it a little longer; it will be over soon.”
Fang Yuqing nodded, and the nanny turned her over, unzipping the back of her dress to reveal her fair, flawless back.
Ye Yu took out nine more silver needles and inserted them into the acupoints on her back, some quickly, some slowly. At the same time, the green glow on Ye Yu’s fingers intensified. The green light slowly entered the Flowing Silver Needles, traveling along the spinal nerves to begin repairing nerve damage and reconnecting broken nerves.
Just then, the guest room door was pushed open, and a slightly aged voice came, “Let go of that girl, let me do it, you quack!”
“Shut up!” Ye Yu softly snapped. This was a critical moment for the needling, and any disturbance now could ruin everything.
The person who arrived was none other than Zhao Dezhu. Zhao Dezhu had just arrived at the Fang family residence and, despite Fang Tianhao’s attempts to stop him, forced his way into the guest room. After all, Fang Tianhao didn’t want to offend Zhao Dezhu, the Divine Doctor, so he didn’t forcibly stop him. With the help of the man with the receding hairline, Zhao Dezhu managed to barge into the guest room.
Zhao Dezhu was about to continue scolding Ye Yu when he suddenly saw the nine silver needles on Fang Yuqing’s back. He immediately fell silent and stood respectfully to the side, not daring to speak. He realized that Ye Yu was using the lost Nine Revolutions Life-Continuing Needle Technique, a legendary acupuncture method only seen in ancient texts, possessing the ability to bring the dead back to life.
After about five more minutes, Ye Yu quickly withdrew the Flowing Silver Needles and stored them in his system space.
“Who are you? Don’t you know that the most taboo thing for a healer during treatment is to be disturbed?” Ye Yu questioned Zhao Dezhu with a hint of coldness.
“I am Zhao Dezhu. Please punish me, sir,” Zhao Dezhu said, looking like a baby who had done something wrong, humbly admitting his mistake to Ye Yu.
The man with the receding hairline beside him was somewhat bewildered, his mind full of questions. He wondered, “Where am I? Am I seeing things? Divine Doctor Zhao is actually admitting his mistake to this kid.”
“Thankfully, no major mistake was made! Mr. Fang, I have already cured the little girl’s legs,” Ye Yu said, looking at Fang Tianhao.
“Yuqing, how do you feel?” Fang Tianhao asked Fang Yuqing; he also couldn’t believe she could be cured so quickly.
“Dad, I can feel my legs!” Fang Yuqing slowly lifted her left leg, then her right leg, and then burst into tears.
“Yuqing, this is a good thing, don’t cry,” Fang Tianhao said, looking at his daughter crying her eyes out, feeling a mix of emotions. “Mr. Ye, I truly thank you so much.”
“No need. Meeting her was just fate, I suppose. I’ll take my leave now,” Ye Yu said, looking at Fang Yuqing and her father, then turned to leave.
“Mr. Ye, please wait. This is a bank card with 10 million inside, password six sixes. Please accept it, Mr. Ye,” Fang Tianhao said, offering a bank card with both hands.
“Alright then,” Ye Yu didn’t feign modesty, took the bank card, put it in his pants pocket, and then turned and left the Fang family residence.
Zhao Dezhu had intended to ask Mr. Ye about the Nine Revolutions Life-Continuing Needle, but Fang Tianhao stopped him. After all, Ye Yu had just saved his daughter, and he didn’t want Zhao Dezhu to incur Ye Yu’s displeasure again.
