516: Chapter 515: Raise the Stakes 516: Chapter 515: Raise the Stakes “You win?” Tang Xinyuan was stunned, he hadn’t considered that possibility, especially when seeing Ning Fan behaving so foolishly—he had never thought he could lose.
However, since there was already a bet placed, he of course needed to show his sincerity.
After thinking it over, Tang Xinyuan continued, “Simple, if I lose, what does it matter if you take down the Tang Clan’s signboard?!”
As soon as he said this, the crowd around them erupted.
The Tang Clan, it was actually someone from the Tang Clan!
The Tang Clan, a renowned medical family that had been passed down since the last years of the Qing Dynasty, was still considered legendary to those outside.
A doctor that emerged from the Tang Clan was someone who could bring the dead back to life and mend bones with ease.
Of course, that was an exaggeration, but it wasn’t hard to see people’s recognition and reverence for the Tang Clan.
Upon hearing that Tang Xinyuan was from the Tang Clan, everyone’s expression changed.
They could understand the earlier scene now – no wonder, no wonder this guy was from the Tang Clan.
With the Medical Techniques of the Tang Clan at his disposal, it was not surprising that he could cure the old man earlier.
But it also showed that the Medical Techniques of the Tang Clan were indeed exceptional.
Looking back at Ning Fan, who was kneeling on one knee before the old man, the crowd’s expressions were somewhat skeptical.
From earlier, it was clear the old man’s injuries and status were severe, and although they did not know how Ning Fan had managed it, they saw him as either a fool or an arrogant fool for daring to compete in medical skills with someone from the Tang Clan.
And listening to Ning Fan’s words just now, intending to cure the old man’s illness within minutes, it seemed more likely he was both foolish and arrogant.
This competition, in the eyes of these onlookers, was barely worthy of comparison anymore.
Ning Fan chuckled, nodded, and said, “Daring to stake the Tang Clan’s signboard as a bet, you’re quite unique.
Though I think your actions are very foolish, I’ve agreed.
Remember your words, the Tang Clan’s signboard, I’ll definitely take it!”
As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, the originally smiling face turned serious in an instant, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes as he gripped several Silver Needles tightly between his fingers.
The old man had been paying attention to Ning Fan all along.
Seeing the sudden change in Ning Fan’s expression, the old man’s heart also fiercely trembled.
Such an intense gaze was terrifying!
He suddenly believed that Ning Fan might truly be able to cure his illness.
Although it seemed unbelievable, the elder was willing to let Ning Fan try.
“Old sir, it might hurt a bit in a moment, please endure it, it’ll be over soon,” Ning Fan said, entering his mode and no longer addressing Tang Xinyuan, but advising the old man instead.
“Okay, I’ll listen to you.
Though I’m just an old skeleton now, my legs have tormented me enough over the years, a bit of pain is nothing,” the old man said cheerfully.
Tang Xinyuan’s lips curled up slightly, feeling somewhat pleased inside; he hadn’t expected Ning Fan to agree to his terms so easily.
To Tang Xinyuan, it seemed like Ning Fan had walked right into his trap due to provocation.
In this competition, Ning Fan was bound to lose!
And once Ning Fan lost, he would never be able to set foot in the medical field again in his lifetime—a bet that greatly satisfied Tang Xinyuan.
But he had forgotten; his bet was the Tang Clan’s signboard!
If he lost, could he truly bear such a stake?
Xu Xiaoqing watched Ning Fan worriedly from the side, silent throughout the entire ordeal.
Although she was a bit capricious usually, she never disturbed him whenever Ning Fan was seriously doing something.
A person who can silently support a man from behind is indeed a man’s favorite, and Xu Xiaoqing believed this without a doubt.
After the old man agreed, Ning Fan nodded and swiftly moved his hand in front of the old man’s right leg in a single, sweeping motion.
In that instant, Ning Fan’s hand seemed to disappear, leaving only a few afterimages.
In less than two seconds, his hand was withdrawn again.
But the Silver Needles he had in his hand were gone, and looking at the old man’s leg, it was densely covered with Silver Needles.
Such incredible speed!
Tang Xinyuan’s face changed dramatically.
Such speed was something he could not achieve.
In fact, he had never seen anyone able to do so.
Of course, he might be able to do it haphazardly, but as a practitioner of Chinese medicine, he could tell at a glance that the acupuncture points Ning Fan had targeted were extremely precise!
To insert the needles so quickly and precisely, how fast and skilled must one be?
Was it possible for someone to achieve this?
Tang Xinyuan asked himself this question internally, when suddenly, he remembered a description he had read in ancient texts, causing a sudden twitch in his heart.
“Flicking Needle, this technique is called Flicking Needle!” Tang Xinyuan roared in his mind.
By holding Silver Needles between the fingers with a special technique and then swiftly moving the hand across, the needles would accurately penetrate into their corresponding positions.
Due to the high speed, the tails of the needles would tremble slightly even after being inserted.
This technique had once appeared on a Medical Saint from long ago.
Tang Xinyuan had always thought it was a legend, but now…
He looked at the trembling tails of those Silver Needles, and his heart sank drastically.
It really was the Flicking Needle!
Disdain for the guy performing this legendary technique filled him.
But even so, what could inserting these Silver Needles do?
No matter how fast or precise, it was still just a matter of speed and technique.
Moreover, Tang Xinyuan closely examined the positions where Ning Fan’s Silver Needles were inserted.
Although they seemed mysterious, he could generally make sense of them.
Was it… Blood Sealing?
Put simply, it was to stem blood flow, causing the blood circulation in the leg to become extremely slow, mostly used to assist during surgeries.
Could it be that Ning Fan was preparing to conduct surgery on the old man’s right leg?
As he thought so, Ning Fan suddenly placed a hand gently on the old man’s leg and instructed again, “I’m going to start now.
Remember, no matter how painful it gets, endure it!”
The old man was slightly taken aback, but eventually nodded earnestly.
Not to mention anything else, the skill displayed in the needle insertion, although the old man couldn’t understand it fully, clearly showed how adept Ning Fan’s technique was!
He was an old hand!
The moment the old man nodded, Ning Fan’s True Qi had already crazily begun to permeate, simultaneously starting to operate in the man’s flesh and blood in place of Ning Fan’s hand.
The old man’s complexion turned pale instantly, and caught off guard, he couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan, his body shaking as if seizing.
Pain, damn the pain!