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These nine silver needles acted like nine weak dikes, barely holding back the torrent of death.

Qin Luo bent down, his movements as swift as lightning.

He first used his fingers to pry open Mr. Ni's eyelids and carefully observed the pupil reaction, and then he took Mr. Ni's pulse.

The pulse felt through my fingertips was weak, scattered, and barely perceptible, like a candle flickering in the wind!

"The pupils are showing signs of dilation... the pulse... the breath is barely perceptible..." Qin Luo's heart sank. The situation was a hundred times worse than he had anticipated! Zhang Yuanchao's "Ten Pieces of Brocade" had already reached its limit by the end!
“Mr. Ye…” Zhang Yuanchao stood beside him, his voice low and heavy with an almost pleading tone.

"How confident are you?"

Qin Luo withdrew his hand, his eyes sharply fixed on the layout of the silver needles on Old Ni's head, his brain racing with calculations.

A few seconds later, he slowly uttered three words, but they were as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Thirty percent."

“30%?!”

Zhang Yuanchao and Huang Weimin's hearts sank to the bottom at the same time! This number was so low that it was despair-inducing!

“Unless…” Qin Luo’s gaze deepened, as if he were deducing something.

"Unless you use the 'Thirteen Ghost Needles' and the 'Taiyi Divine Needle' at the same time!"

"What?! The Divine Needle of Taiyi?!"

Zhang Yuanchao gasped in shock, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets!
He couldn't believe his ears!

The "Thirteen Ghost Needles" are legendary acupuncture techniques said to be able to communicate between Yin and Yang and reverse life and death! The "Taiyi Divine Needle," however, is an elusive and supreme art, existing only in ancient texts! Legend has it that this technique contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, capable of stimulating the deepest life potential of the human body and turning the mundane into the miraculous! Its profundity far surpasses that of the "Thirteen Ghost Needles"! The entire medical community has long believed that the "Taiyi Divine Needle" is completely lost! Zhang Yuanchao devoted his entire life to studying ancient methods, yet he only grasped the superficial aspects!
This young man in front of me actually said... he wanted to use both of these legendary supreme acupuncture techniques simultaneously?!

How is that possible?!
Who exactly is his master?! Zhang Yuanchao felt his understanding had been completely overturned!

Qin Luo ignored Zhang Yuanchao's shock, his brows furrowed, and continued in a serious tone.

"If both needles are used simultaneously, there might be a 50% chance of success! But... I have never used these two acupuncture techniques at the same time! My technique will inevitably be rusty, and how the two needle forces will merge and be guided within Elder Ni's body... is extremely unpredictable! If I make a mistake and the needle forces backfire, the consequences... will be unimaginable!"

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what it meant: Old Ni would die instantly!

After speaking, Qin Luo's gaze passed over the operating table and landed on Ni Ruolan, who was standing at the door, biting her lip tightly and digging her nails deep into her palms without realizing it.

Her eyes were filled with fear, pleading, and a hint of determination.

“Miss Ni,” Qin Luo’s voice was clear and calm.

"That's the situation. A 30% chance of success might be worth a try. A 50% chance would be extremely risky, and if it fails, Elder Ni might immediately... What do you think?"

All eyes instantly focused on Ni Ruolan, and the air seemed to freeze.

Ni Ruolan's body trembled violently, and tears welled up again.

She looked at her grandfather, who was barely breathing on the operating table, and then at Qin Luo's deep and open eyes.

After a few seconds of deathly silence, she suddenly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her voice trembling with sobs, yet incredibly resolute.

"Mr. Qin! Do it! As long as you've done your best, whatever the outcome... I, Ni Ruolan, will never blame you! I will bear all the consequences!"

This was her only, and last, hope!

"it is good!"

A glint flashed in Qin Luo's eyes, and he no longer hesitated.

He turned abruptly and gave a command in a deep voice into the operating room, with an unquestionable resolve.

"All Western medicine colleagues, please leave the operating room immediately! Dr. Zhang, Dean Huang, Director Li, and several senior acupuncturists, please stay! Nurse Xiaotian, please stay to assist!"

"Sweetie! Go get the silver needles right now! The longest ones, at least nine inches! Quickly! The more the better! I left in such a hurry that I forgot my needle pouch!"

"Yes!"

Little Sweetie responded crisply and, without the slightest hesitation, turned and rushed towards the equipment room.

The operating room door opened and closed again, and several Western medical experts left with a lot of doubts and shock.

The remaining masters of traditional Chinese medicine, including Zhang Yuanchao, held their breath, their eyes fixed on Qin Luo, filled with both anticipation and an indescribable tension.

What they are about to witness may be a miracle unprecedented in medical history, or it may be an irreversible tragedy!

Little Sweetie moved extremely quickly. In less than a minute, she ran back carrying a tray covered with sterile cloth, on which dozens of gleaming, incredibly long nine-inch silver needles were neatly arranged!

Qin Luo took a deep breath, his eyes becoming incredibly focused, as if the entire world had been condensed onto the operating table and the tray of silver needles in front of him.

He slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips brushing against the cold needle tip, and an invisible, chilling aura began to gather around him.

Thirteen Ghost Needles! The Divine Needle of Taiyi!

Two legendary and unparalleled acupuncture techniques are about to be combined and used to save a critically ill old man in an unprecedented way by this young man wearing shorts and barefoot!

The storms on the internet never follow reason; they only follow emotions and rhythm.

With Yun Jia's carefully crafted performance of "pitiful" and "compromising," and with Wei Junwu's control of the "Yun Family Army - Wolf Warrior" alt account frantically stirring up trouble and fanning the flames, the emotions of the hundreds of thousands of fans in the live stream, and even more fans who flooded in afterward, were completely ignited!

"Protect Jiajia!"

"We can't let our goddess suffer in vain!"

"Find that piece of trash in the flowery shorts!"

"Make him kneel down and apologize to Jiajia!"

"Cyberbully him! Doxx him! Destroy him!"

Angry slogans flooded the screen with comments.

Yun Jia looked at the comments of those who were "standing up for her" and filled with righteous indignation, and sneered inwardly, but her face showed timely emotion and a hint of "unease" as she gently advised them.

"Babies, calm down... don't do this... I'm fine..." This coy attitude only fueled the fans' protective instincts and aggression.

[Yun Family Army - War Wolf] immediately jumped out to respond.

"Jiajia, you're too kind! This can't be left like this! Brothers, charge! Dig out that bastard's information! Let him know the consequences of offending our Yun Family Army!"

With this "big shot's" call to action, the live stream audience was filled with excitement.

Wei Junwu sat in the dimly lit villa, watching the fans' emotions ignite on the screen, a cruel smile curving his lips. He knew that the incitement from just one account wasn't enough to create a massive wave sweeping across the entire internet.

He immediately dialed a secret number and coldly gave the order.

"Initiate an online campaign! Set the tone! Target: Dox the man in the floral shorts! Important: The First Affiliated Hospital of Mindu Medical University, 19th floor!"

The power of money is immense.

Almost instantly after the order was given, a flood of comments with uniform rhetoric, highly inflammatory and guiding, poured into Yun Jia's live stream like locusts and quickly spread to various public spheres such as Weibo, Baidu Tieba, forums, and short video platforms.

[Breaking News! Yun Jia, Fujian's No. 1 Internet Celebrity, was rudely driven away from a hospital by a disheveled man! Video of the incident has been released!]

[Doxx this arrogant man! He insulted women in public while wearing shorts and flip-flops!]

[Suspected student of Mindu Medical University! How can someone with such poor character practice medicine? The university must provide an explanation!]

[Location: 19th floor, First Affiliated Hospital of Mindu Medical University! Seeking information about this person's identity!]

With the perfect coordination of Yun Jia's sob story, Wei Junwu's instigation from his alternate account, and the precise manipulation of the narrative by professional online trolls, a massive cyberbullying campaign against Qin Luo spread like wildfire!

The power of netizens, when driven by specific emotions, is extremely terrifying.

In just half an hour!

Through the "human flesh search" of countless "enthusiastic" netizens and the "clues" deliberately guided by online trolls, some of Qin Luo's personal information was exposed, like an onion being peeled back, layer by layer, under the spotlight of the internet.

Name: Qin Luo.

Age: Around 20 years old.

Identity: Suspected student of Mindu Medical University.

Mobile phone number: 13XXXXXXXXX.

WeChat ID: XXXXXXXX.

Several screenshots, even though they were blurry but could be vaguely identified as showing his indifferent profile in the elevator, were widely circulated!
With a specific "target," the intensity of cyberbullying escalated instantly!
Countless fans, stirred up by the fervor, and uninformed bystanders began to take action.

[Dialed! Phone switched off? They're definitely guilty!]

[Found his WeChat ID! Let's give him a piece of our minds!]

[Scum! Degenerate! Apologize to Jiajia!]

[Is this the quality of a medical student? Who would dare let him treat patients in the future?]

[Mindu Medical University! Come out and regulate your students!]

[If you don't expel this trash, we'll curse your entire school! Is this what a 985 university is like?]

Insults, abuse, personal attacks, death threats... all sorts of vile information flooded the channels related to Qin Luo's leaked contact information.

When they found that they couldn't get through on the phone, couldn't add each other on WeChat, and that the insults on the internet seemed to have "disappeared without a trace," the anger of those who had been incited had nowhere to go, and their anger began to be directed more directly at "Mindu Medical University," the "identity label" they believed Qin Luo belonged to.

Calls for the school to expel Qin Luo and severely punish the "morally corrupt student" are growing louder and louder! Some Weibo "big V" accounts with a large number of followers have also sensed the potential for increased traffic and have joined the fray, either "righteously and sternly" criticizing Qin Luo for "lacking manners" and "disrespecting women," or "rationally analyzing" the importance of moral character for medical students, further pushing the incident to a climax and attracting attention from more circles.

The topic of "cyberbullying Qin Luo" snowballed, sweeping across the trending topics on major social media platforms within just a few hours! Countless eyes were watching, and countless mouths were discussing; a public opinion storm targeting an individual had already formed!
At the eye of the storm, the operating room on the 19th floor of the First Affiliated Hospital of Mindu Medical University was like another isolated world.

Under the operating lights, time seems to lose its meaning.

The only sounds were the monotonous, tense ticking of the monitoring equipment and the occasional, deep, rapid commands from Qin Luo.

"Needle!"

"Three inches longer!"

"Twist! Counterclockwise, with seven-tenths of your strength!"

"Old Zhang, please protect the Tanzhong acupoint!"

Qin Luo was completely absorbed in the treatment.

His white lab coat was already soaked with sweat, clinging to his back. Fine beads of sweat covered his forehead, sliding down the taut lines of his face.

His hands moved so fast they were almost blurry, his fingertips precisely manipulating nine-inch needles as thin as cow hair, either piercing vital acupoints on Old Ni's head or hovering over key meridians on his body.

The Thirteen Ghost Needles technique connects Yin and Yang, forcibly prolonging life and stabilizing Old Master Ni's last remaining vitality that was about to collapse!
The Taiyi Divine Needle stimulates potential, regulates Qi and blood, and attempts to repair brain tissue that has been compressed and damaged by blood stasis!
Two needle forces, vastly different in nature yet both containing immense life energy, were carefully probed into Elder Ni's fragile body under Qin Luo's exquisite control, like dancing on a knife's edge or walking on a tightrope over a bottomless abyss! Any slight mistake could trigger a conflict between the needle forces, instantly destroying Elder Ni's last vestiges of life!

Qin Luo possesses an extraordinary "God of War physique," allowing him to maintain a high level of mental focus and sustain physical exertion despite the immense strain.

However, the others assisting him in the operating room were finding it difficult to cope.

In particular, Zhang Yuanchao, Huang Weimin, and several other renowned TCM masters who were left behind to observe and learn were all elderly people over seventy years old.

They were equally focused, either assisting Qin Luo in inserting needles and protecting acupoints according to his instructions, or watching Qin Luo's every technique closely, trying to glean some profound insights from it.

Three or four hours of intense mental and physical exertion had left them pale and their stomachs growling with hunger.

It was nearly noon. On the operating table, Old Ni's vital signs were still weak, but they seemed... a little more stable than before? The curve representing life, although still fluctuating slightly, no longer seemed like it could turn into a straight line at any moment.

This tiny change gave everyone a glimmer of hope.

"Elder Zhang, Dean Huang, and other seniors," Qin Luo's gaze remained fixed on the array of silver needles on Elder Ni's head, his voice slightly hoarse, yet still steady and composed.

"The acupuncture points have begun to integrate and have entered the gentle nourishment and guidance stage. We need to stabilize them for now. You should go and have some food to replenish your energy. Little Sweetie and I will keep an eye on things here for now."

Zhang Yuanchao and the others had indeed reached their limit.

They knew that the subsequent treatment would require them to remain conscious and physically strong, so they dared not overexert themselves.

Zhang Yuanchao nodded, his voice weary but filled with unprecedented respect.

"Alright! Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ye! We'll be right back!"

He was anxious, not only for food, but also to get back as soon as possible and seize every minute to learn Qin Luo's amazing acupuncture skills!
Several elderly patients and the equally exhausted Director Li Ping, dragging their heavy steps, left the operating room in batches and headed towards the hospital cafeteria.

The cafeteria was bustling with people during peak dining hours.

Zhang Yuanchao and his companions found a relatively quiet corner to sit down and quickly got their food.

Zhang Yuanchao ate quickly, but it tasted like cardboard; his mind was already back in the operating room, and he just wanted to eat a few more bites and get back as soon as possible. (End of Chapter)