Wuxia Fantasy: Starting with the Revitalization of the Beggars' Sect

The crowd gasped again. Even the patient looked at his body in disbelief, feeling a warm current flowing down his back and extending to his lower limbs, bringing him indescribable pleasure.

After a cup of tea, Lin Ye slowly withdrew his palm, retrieved the silver needle, and wrapped it in cloth before returning to his chair.

Seeing that Lin Ye had silently put the silver needles back into the box, everyone knew that the treatment was over. They all turned their heads to look at the patient's legs and feet, watching every change closely.

After struggling for a while, the patient suddenly moved his ankle. Although it was not obvious, it was clearly seen by everyone.

The older brother exclaimed excitedly, "Little brother, you... you can move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the younger brother in the wheelchair moved his other ankle again. Amid the astonished and discussing atmosphere of the onlookers, the younger brother was clearly also very excited, and tears were almost welling up in his eyes.

The older brother was no different. He looked around his spot again and again, then knelt down excitedly before Lin Ye, crying out, "Miracle doctor! Miracle doctor! Miracle doctor is alive! My brother's illness can finally be cured!"

Lin Ye said, "It's not that simple. It only clears up the damaged meridians. To fully recover, you still need to use medicine to replenish them."

At this moment, Lin Ye had already written out the prescription and handed it to that person. The person held the prescription and was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a man burst through the crowd, shouting, "Liar!"

Upon closer inspection, everyone recognized him as the doctor from the West City Medical Clinic.

"Scammers, don't fall for it."

The doctor was furious. He had been immersed in medicine for decades and had never heard of a paralysis being cured.

He was determined to expose Lin Ye's deception.

Seeing the hesitation on everyone's faces, he shouted, "If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

He picked up a bamboo stick from the side, glanced at the patient, and quickly made up his mind. He raised the stick high and struck the patient hard.

The older brother couldn't stop him in time.

The stick landed on the patient's thigh with a crisp sound, clearly indicating considerable force.

However, the patient remained silent, his expression unchanged, looking at the doctor as if he were a fool.

The doctor was also stunned. Why was this person not reacting at all? Could he really be paralyzed?

Taking advantage of the situation, the older brother snatched the stick, shoved the doctor aside, and cursed, "You damned bastard, you're going too far! What did my brother do to offend you that you dare to hit him?"

The more he cursed, the angrier he became, and he almost came to blows, but Lin Ye stopped him, saying, "This is a place for treatment, not for fighting. If you want to fight, go somewhere else."

The older brother repeatedly agreed and hurriedly apologized to Lin Ye.

The onlookers, who had initially been suspicious, saw this and their concerns vanished. They quickly realized that what the doctor from the west of the city had done was inappropriate, but since they usually saw him for treatment, they didn't say anything.

Some advised him to give up, while others were amazed by Lin Ye's medical skills and asked for the medicine.

However, Lin Ye ignored the warnings and simply packed up his stall.

The crowd was puzzled, but Lin Ye simply said, "I only treat one person every three days. Come back in three days."

Seeing that Lin Ye was about to leave, the older brother hurriedly said, "Divine Doctor, you haven't accepted the money yet."

"You can bring it over once it's healed."

Lin Ye glanced at him briefly, then left, disappearing from everyone's sight.

The crowd thought to themselves that this man was really strange, why he only treated one person in three days. But the man had already left, and there was nothing they could do. They watched the two brothers for a while longer until they left happily, and then they could only disperse helplessly.

In an instant, only the doctor from the west of the city remained in place.

He was confused and doubted himself, and didn't know how he got back to the clinic.

In the days that followed, the waiter often saw him take out silver needles and constantly gesturing on his legs and lower back, or occasionally making a pushing motion with his palms, pondering something over and over again.

The guy couldn't resist showing off his skills too.

For the next two weeks, the quack doctor indeed came only once every three days, treating only one person each time, and leaving immediately after the treatment, never delaying.

Whenever this happened, the doctor from the west of the city would also come forward. Sometimes he wanted to ask Lin Ye some questions, but he was too embarrassed to speak until Lin Ye finished treating the patient and left. Only then did he regret it.

That day, as he continued demonstrating his famous silver needle technique at the clinic, a woman walked in with a little girl.

The woman said, "Doctor Hao, I've come to get some medicine."

The doctor from the west of the city grunted in response, but ignored him, continuing to study something based on the human figure diagram marked with acupoints.

The woman called out again, "Dr. Hao, I've come to fetch the medicine."

Dr. Hao glanced at it casually, then snapped out of his reverie and exclaimed happily:

"Madam Shi, you've arrived! I've been eagerly awaiting your arrival. Listen to me, there's hope for a cure for Master Shi's illness!"

Madam Shi was taken aback. "Dr. Hao, you've found a cure?"

"It's not me, it's someone else who can cure it."

"Who?"

Madam Shi's eyes widened. She lived in the mountains far from the city and rarely came to the city, so she was unaware of the legendary doctor who was so well-known in the city.

She only brought her daughter into the city when her husband needed to change his dressing.

"You two, bring Master Shi into the city. You need to come early, then you'll find out."

Madam Shi was skeptical, but since Doctor Hao had said so, she had no choice but to say, "Alright, go get the medicine for me first, and I'll bring him over in a couple of days."

"Why would you need to get any more medicine, Madam? You don't need this medicine anymore, so you can go back now. Just remember to come early, a day earlier is always better."

"..."

"Mother, Uncle Hao said Father's illness is curable, is that true?"

After leaving the clinic, the little girl asked her mother.

"That's right."

Madam Shi smiled at her daughter, but when she turned away, her face was filled with sorrow.

Having traveled all over the country for more than 20 years, she had many hopes and many disappointments. To be honest, she didn't have much hope for what Dr. Hao said, but she just didn't want to show it to her daughter.

Mrs. Shi bought some things in town and then left the city with her daughter.

After traveling thirty miles in a horse-drawn carriage, we entered a valley and soon stopped in front of a thatched hut halfway up the mountain.

As soon as I got off the bus, a coughing sound came from inside the thatched hut.

As soon as the little girl was born, she ran happily into the yard, shouting as she ran, "Daddy, Daddy, Uncle Hao said your illness can be cured."

He ran into the house, grabbed a tall man's hand, and repeated, "Dad, Uncle Hao said your illness can be cured."

The man smiled, wanting to reach out and pat his beloved daughter's head, but he couldn't, and could only let her rest against his chest.

The man was none other than Shi Huolong. The daughter in front of him was born to him and his wife more than ten years ago, and her name was Shi Hongshi.

He and his wife explored the entire valley and consulted numerous renowned doctors before finally settling down there.

In his early years, he heard of the famous doctor Xie Youwei and came to learn from him, but little did he know that he was just a disciple in name only.

However, Dr. Hao from the west of the city did seem to have some effect on his paralysis, though the effect was not very obvious, but it was still much better than that of most doctors.

After more than twenty years of struggle, he decided to stay here and recuperate, relying on the medicine prescribed by Dr. Hao for treatment. Over time, their relationship with Dr. Hao became quite good.

Shi Huolong assumed his daughter was trying to comfort him and laughed, "Really?"