Courtyard House: Starting by inheriting the tradition and suppressing the barbarians.

Monday noon.

Su Yun didn't come back for lunch, saying that a high-ranking leader had come to inspect the hospital and everyone was on standby, so they didn't even have time to eat lunch.

"Mom works so hard every day, how can she go hungry at this midday?"

Feeling sorry for his mother, Li Xuan took out a freshly slaughtered black-boned chicken from his spatial storage.

Add a few slices of American ginseng, red dates, and goji berries, put them in a clay pot, and use internal energy to ignite the flames for quick stewing.

After half an hour.

A pot of fragrant and nourishing black chicken soup is ready.

He also packed a few white steamed buns and a dish of refreshing pickled vegetables from the space.

Carrying a lunchbox, I rode my bicycle straight to Hongxing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

……

The atmosphere at Hongxing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was extremely heavy at this moment.

Two black Hongqi sedans and a military jeep were parked at the hospital entrance.

Several heavily armed guards stood watch downstairs at the inpatient building, preventing even a fly from getting inside.

Li Xuan arrived at the door but was stopped by the guards.

"What do you do?"

"The hospital is under lockdown today; unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter!"

"I'm here to bring my mother food. She's Dr. Su Yun from the acupuncture department," Li Xuan said, neither humble nor arrogant.

The guard verified that it was just a student delivering food, and then waved him on.

"Go quickly and come back quickly, don't wander off!"

Li Xuan arrived at the acupuncture department with his lunchbox, only to find the office empty.

I stopped a nurse and asked her what had happened. She told me that all the key doctors had been called to the intensive care unit on the top floor because something serious had happened!

Li Xuan frowned slightly, and his mental energy instantly spread to the top floor.

Outside the intensive care unit, the corridor was packed with people.

There were leaders in Zhongshan suits, doctors in white coats, and several family members with anxious faces.

Inside the ward, the atmosphere was even more oppressive and suffocating.

Lying on the hospital bed is an elderly man in his sixties.

The old man's face was purplish-black, his eyes were tightly closed, his jaw was clenched, and his body was still convulsing violently from time to time.

On the monitoring equipment next to him, his heart rate and breathing were dropping rapidly!

"Dean Chen! Elder Liu! What exactly happened?"

"Everything was fine just now, how did it suddenly turn like this?"

A middle-aged man in military uniform, sweating profusely, shouted at the group of senior experts.

This old man is a high-ranking leader at the ministerial level!

If something really happens at their hospital, no one can afford to take the blame!

Dean Chen Jishi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; his hands were trembling.

"This...this looks like a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, or acute poisoning."

"But the pulse is too erratic; we can't be sure either!"

"Western medicine experts are on their way, but judging from the situation... I'm afraid they won't make it that far!"

"Useless! All of you are useless!" The man in military uniform stomped his feet in anger.

Su Yun, standing in the corner, also looked anxious.

She is a key member of the acupuncture department and was just called in for a consultation.

But the illness was too dangerous, and she was helpless.

Just then.

The old man on the hospital bed suddenly let out a strange roar from his throat.

He suddenly straightened up, then fell heavily back down, his breathing becoming extremely weak in an instant!

"Oh no! His heart is stopping!" the nurse screamed.

"Quick! Administer a cardiac stimulant! Perform CPR!" Dean Chen shouted.

"Wait! We can't fight!"

A clear and steady voice suddenly rang out at the door of the ward.

Everyone was taken aback and turned to look.

A boy carrying a lunchbox was seen standing at the door, his eyes piercing as he stared directly at the hospital bed.

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

"Who allowed you in!"

Dean Chen was already in a bad mood when he saw a young boy barging in and causing trouble, and he immediately flew into a rage.

"Xiao Xuan? What brings you here?"

Su Yun was startled and quickly ran over to grab Li Xuan, "Get out of here!"

"This is not a place for you!"

Li Xuan didn't move. He gently patted his mother's hand to reassure her.

Then, he strode into the ward, pointed to the old man on the bed, and said:

"This is not a regular stroke, nor is it poisoning."

"It's actually a yin energy entering the body and sealing off the heart! This is commonly known as a 'ghost strike'!"

"If you give him a shot of adrenaline or perform CPR now, it will only accelerate the attack of the malevolent energy on his heart, killing him on the spot!"

"Nonsense!"

A bespectacled Western medicine expert standing nearby couldn't help but ask, "What 'yin sha'? What 'ghost attack'?"

"This is feudal superstition!"

"Which department's family member are you from? This is utterly ridiculous!"

"Throw him out!"

The man in military uniform was also enraged; he was even tempted to draw his gun.

"If you don't believe me, he will be dead within three minutes."

Li Xuan remained calm, yet his tone exuded confidence, "If I were to take action, I am absolutely certain I could save his life!"

"Ten percent?"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Even the most skilled physicians and imperial doctors wouldn't dare say such a thing. Has this kid gone mad?

"Let him give it a try!"

Just as the guards were about to carry Li Xuan out.

An elderly woman who had been staying by the bedside suddenly spoke up.

She was the old man's wife; though tears streamed down her face, her eyes were unusually firm.

"Let's try anything, no matter what! Anyway... there's no other way!"

"Madam! This..." Dean Chen tried to stop her.

"I'll take responsibility if anything happens!" the old woman said sternly.

Without saying a word, Li Xuan handed the lunchbox to the bewildered Su Yun.

"Mom, hold this for me."

Then, he walked to the bedside and took out the silver needle kit he usually carried with him from his pocket.

"brush!"

The silver needles were spread out, their cold light gleaming.

Li Xuan took a deep breath, and the internal energy of the Pure Yang Limitless Skill instantly circulated to his fingertips.

His gaze became incredibly focused at that moment.

His entire demeanor suddenly changed, like a master who had been immersed in the art of medicine for a hundred years!

"Look closely, this is Traditional Chinese Medicine!"

Li Xuan let out a low shout and his attack was as fast as lightning!

The first needle is inserted into the philtrum!

The second injection, at Shaoshang point!

The third injection, Yinbai!

……

His movements were so fast they were dazzling.

With each stitch, the needle tip trembled violently, emitting a faint buzzing sound!

That's a sign of internal energy being infused!

"This...this is..."

Dean Chen, who was originally prepared to see the joke, found his eyes widening even more.

Finally, as if seeing a ghost, he exclaimed in shock: "Controlling needles with qi?"

"How is this possible!"

"And this acupuncture technique... these acupoints..."

An elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctor with gray hair standing nearby was so excited that his beard was trembling.

"This is the long-lost 'Thirteen Needles of Ghosts'!"

"A cure for all kinds of evil spirits, madness, and sudden death from acute illness!"

"My God! I actually witnessed the real Thirteen Ghost Needles in my lifetime!"

Li Xuan ignored everything and focused intently.

The thirteenth needle – Ghost Seal!

fall!

"Buzz!"

As the last needle fell, the thirteen silver needles seemed to form a strange array, and they all resonated together!

The old man's body trembled violently.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, the old man opened his mouth.

"call!"

He exhaled a long, black, turbid breath.

As he exhaled that breath of stale air, the old man's purplish-black complexion visibly regained its rosy hue!

The electrocardiogram, which had been almost flat, started beating again, and with increasing strength!

"Cough cough..."

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the group of people around her, she weakly asked, "What...what happened to me?"

"She's awake! She's really awake!"

"A miracle! It's simply a miracle!"

The ward instantly erupted in chaos.

Everyone looked at Li Xuan as if he were a god.

The Western medicine expert who had just been criticizing Li Xuan was now gaping in disbelief, his face slapped repeatedly.

Li Xuan calmly withdrew the needles, a slight sheen of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He then handed the lunchbox to Su Yun.

"Mom, the food is still hot, please eat it while it's hot."

"Little...Little Xuan..."

Su Yun stared blankly at her son, her heart filled with turmoil.

Is this what my son meant by "the old Taoist priest taught him"?

This isn't just medical skill; it's practically a miracle cure that brings the dead back to life!

She was both shocked and incredibly proud.

This is her son!

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