Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Lin Mo did not explain. The medical staff had already pushed the treatment cart away, and the ward became quiet.

He took out an old, yellowed booklet from his pocket and placed it beside Su Qing.

"Auntie, this is an internal energy cultivation manual called the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. Try circulating your qi through it as written in the manual, and once you're done, you'll know whether I'm lying to you or not."

Su Qing glanced down at the booklet. The yellowed pages were covered with meridian diagrams and densely packed small characters, looking no different from the "martial arts manuals" sold on street stalls.

She reached out and pushed the book aside, her voice weak but ruthless:

"This kind of thing might fool a child, but don't waste your time on this. I just want you to stay away from my daughter."

Lin Mo didn't speak. He turned around, raised his right hand, slightly bent his index finger, and flicked it in the air at the white wall of the ward.

One-Finger Divine Skill.

A muffled thud, like someone slamming a hammer against the wall.

The plaster on the wall cracked open, and dust fell in a flurry, revealing a round hole about the depth of a finger joint on the pristine white wall, with edges so neat it looked like it had been drilled.

The force of the penetrating air created a gust of air that caused the curtains to sway slightly.

Lin Qingyue gasped, her eyes widening in shock.

Su Qing leaned against the headboard, her mouth slightly open, her gaze shifting back and forth between the finger hole on the wall and Lin Mo's fingers, her pupils contracting slightly in shock.

A person used their finger to make a hole in the wall from a distance.

It's not scientific, but it happened right before our eyes.

After a long while, Su Qing came to her senses and her gaze lingered between the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra and the finger holes on the wall several times before she finally reached out and picked up the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

I opened the cover and, by the dim light of the bedside lamp, read it word by word.

Meridian diagrams and qi cultivation formulas are like heavenly books to someone who has never been exposed to martial arts, but fortunately, she has become a doctor through long illness and has long studied these things about meridians.

After a long while, she tried closing her eyes and guiding her breath according to the simplest introductory method on the first page.

At first, I couldn't feel anything.

But slowly, something deep in my lower abdomen seemed to warm slightly, very lightly, like a breath of warm air in winter, gone in an instant.

The faint warmth followed her thoughts downwards, dissipating at her waist, but her perpetually cold hands and feet felt a subtle warmth, and the weariness that had been weighing on her heart eased somewhat.

She opened her eyes, her pale lips moved slightly, and the doubt in her eyes had turned into an incredulous shock.

Seeing the slight change in her complexion, Lin Mo knew the technique had taken effect and spoke:

"Auntie, relying solely on mental techniques isn't enough. Your current problems mainly lie in two aspects: uremia requires acupuncture and medication, which is a slow process and cannot be rushed;

Paralysis caused by spinal cord injury requires the use of internal force to dredge the damaged meridians little by little, supplemented by massage, to restore sensation to the muscles.

If I'm hospitalized, there will be too many people and too much attention, making it inconvenient for me to carry out these treatment methods.

If you trust me, you can be discharged and treated at home. I'll come over every day to give you acupuncture. Your lower body should recover to about 50-60% in about a week. After that, take your medication regularly and have acupuncture occasionally. You should be able to stand up in about one or two months.

Su Qing was shocked to hear this, because she knew that the doctor used to be a member of the Mei clan, and he would never be able to stand up again in his life.

The roguish yet handsome man in front of her actually told her that he could help her stand up again in just one or two months!

"Is everything Lin Mo said true? Can my mother really stand up again?"

Lin Qingyue excitedly grabbed Lin Mo's hand.

"If nothing unexpected happens in the middle, it should be fine!"

Lin Mo was very confident in himself. After comprehending the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic, he realized how amazing it was.

Even if you're paralyzed by uremia, as long as you have a breath left, we'll find a way to save you!

Su Qing thought for a moment, her gaze sweeping from the finger hole in the wall to Lin Mo's face, and then down to her wrist wrapped in gauze.

Then he nodded:

"Thank you for your help, Dr. Lin!"

Perhaps fearing that Su Qing would die here, the discharge procedures were processed unusually quickly.

On the way, Lin Mo found a 24-hour pharmacy and bought some Chinese medicinal herbs.

Back in the old but clean standard room, Lin Qingyue settled Su Qing on the large bed at the back.

Lin Mo then put his hands in his pockets, took out his acupuncture kit from his spatial storage, lined it up by the bed, and turned to Lin Qingyue, saying:

"You must not be disturbed during the treatment. Go stand guard in the hallway outside and don't let anyone in. It may take a while, so please be patient."

Lin Qingyue nodded and closed the door.

Lin Mo walked to the bedside, rubbed his palms together to warm them up.

He said to Su Qing in a calm tone:

"Auntie, acupuncture requires precise needle insertion, which may be a bit offensive, but doctors don't distinguish between men and women, so I hope you don't mind."

"Um...it's okay!"

Su Qing blushed and nodded.