Soon after,
Jiang Huaimeng summoned the house steward to fetch the iron basin and pure alcohol requested by Mu Jinyu, and then brought them into the room for Mu Jinyu.
"Doctor Mu, the items you wanted..."
Jiang Huaimeng entered the room, respectfully handed over the iron basin and four or five bottles of pure alcohol to Mu Jinyu, then stepped aside, her phoenix eyes full of curiosity as she watched him, wondering how he would treat Old Master Jiang.
Shen Shuyao, Mei Yinxue, and the others were all serious, not daring to be distracted as they watched intently.
Mu Jinyu ignored them, placed the iron basin on the nearby rosewood table, then uncapped the bottles of alcohol, pouring all four or five bottles into the basin.
'What is he doing?'
The people of the Jiang Family, who hadn't experienced the terror of Mu Jinyu's medical skills firsthand, watched his actions with suspicion mounting in their hearts.
They had thought that Mu Jinyu wanted the alcohol to rub down Old Master Jiang or for something else, but now it seemed that wasn't the case.
Even though they were puzzled, they didn't dare to speak out of turn, lest they anger Mu Jinyu.
Mu Jinyu, focused on his task, poured all the alcohol into the iron basin and didn't offer them any explanation as he carried the basin over to Old Master Jiang's sickbed.
Holding the basin, Mu Jinyu asked, "Old Master, can you sit up by yourself?"
Jiang Wangchuan lay on the sickbed, his expression listless and weak. Upon hearing Mu Jinyu's words, he struggled to open his eyes and shook his head faintly, his face pale.
Seeing this, Mu Jinyu turned to Jiang Yuan and Jiang Chen at the side, "Come here and help the Old Master up."
"Alright," Jiang Yuan and Jiang Chen exchanged a glance and promptly came forward, each taking one of Jiang Wangchuan's arms, lifting him from the sickbed.
Mu Jinyu observed Jiang Wangchuan's upper body now propped up and instructed, "Good, just like that, no need to get out of bed, just hold him upright."
Then, Mu Jinyu placed the iron basin filled with a good amount of alcohol at the position of Jiang Wangchuan's raised knees.
In this position, the impurities he vomited would directly fall into the iron basin filled with alcohol.
After arranging everything, Mu Jinyu took out the packet of Silver Needles from his pocket and selected a very fine and long needle.
His expression grew stern, and with a serious look, he commanded, "Take off the Old Master's sick gown."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan, while still supporting Jiang Wangchuan, undid his sick gown, revealing the gaunt upper body of the elder.
Mu Jinyu said, "Alright, move your hands away, don't block."
After speaking, Mu Jinyu rubbed the Silver Needle and swiftly pricked it into Jiang Wangchuan's body!
Standing at the back, Jiang Huaimeng's eyes filled with more confusion and skepticism as she saw Mu Jinyu start the procedure.
'Strange, he's using acupuncture, but can this really work? Also, he's doing it so quickly, just pricking and then immediately withdrawing the needle, can this be effective?' she worried to herself.
She turned to look at Mei Yinxue and Shen Shuyao, who were watching Mu Jinyu without blinking, their eyes carrying a slight hint of infatuation.
Jiang Huaimeng couldn't help but shake her head slightly and secretly thought, 'Young girls will be young girls...'
Then, she turned her attention to Shen Changchun.
She saw that Shen Changchun, too, was watching Mu Jinyu intently, taking notes rapidly with paper and pen in hand, his face full of amazement.
'Even Medical Saint Shen is like this, so Doctor Mu's acupuncture must be truly unique, huh?!' Jiang Huaimeng could only think to herself.
While Jiang Huaimeng was lost in her tumultuous thoughts,
Mu Jinyu had already finished pricking Silver Needle on all the acupoints on the front of Jiang Wangchuan's body and began to move around to his back, swiftly pricking points there.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The Silver Needle in Mu Jinyu's hand was brandished like streaks of Silver Lightning, dazzling the onlookers.
A minute later.
Mu Jinyu's forehead was covered in a sheen of sweat, as he continued to expend a great deal of True Qi to stimulate Jiang Wangchuan's acupoints!
Mei Yinxue saw Mu Jinyu sweating, her eyes filled with gentle concern and a touch of heartache. She quietly stepped out of the room to fetch a towel for him, planning to wipe his sweat later.
Another minute passed.
Mu Jinyu's eyes suddenly sharpened, and then, with the Silver Needle, he plucked it out from Jiang Wangchuan's neck and fiercely pierced it into Jiang Wangchuan's lower back!
"Rise!"
As soon as he spoke, Jiang Wangchuan's pale complexion rapidly flushed red, akin to a cooked lobster. Then, the redness swiftly receded, replaced by a cloak of black miasma covering his entire face.
"Puh!!"
As the black miasma gathered on Jiang Wangchuan's face in mere moments, the people of the Jiang Family had yet to react with shock when he suddenly opened his mouth wide and spurted out a mouthful of dark, inky blood!
"Sizzle, sizzle!!"
That mouthful of blood fell precisely into the iron basin Mu Jinyu had previously set up.
"Dad, are you okay?!"
Jiang Yuan and the others snapped out of it, exclaiming in alarm, thinking Jiang Wangchuan was made to cough up blood by Mu Jinyu.
After spitting out that mouthful of black blood, Jiang Wangchuan's complexion instantaneously returned to a healthy flush. Hearing their cries of alarm, he quickly gestured to them, saying, "I'm fine now; I feel much better."
Mu Jinyu paid no heed to their shouting, focusing instead on the fact that Jiang Wangchuan had spat out the black blood. His expression became even more solemn. He casually wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, preventing them from dripping down later and obscuring his vision, and fixed his gaze firmly on the iron basin filled with alcohol.
At that moment, with the expulsion of the mouthful of black blood from Jiang Wangchuan, what had been clear alcohol in the basin instantly turned pitch black.
What was alarmingly frightful to observe was that the basin, now filled with dark liquid, writhed with creepy maggot-like insects – the numbers were incredibly vast, at least a hundred.
"It truly is Gu insects!"
Indeed, Mu Jinyu had suspected all along that Jiang Wangchuan's condition was due to someone planting Gu insects in him!
That's why numerous doctors, no matter how they checked, couldn't find anything.
These weren't ordinary Gu insects. When living inside the human body, they merge with the blood, indistinguishable from blood cells.
Their lethality was immensely strong, constantly absorbing human blood, which was why Jiang Wangchuan became so ill.
If Mu Jinyu hadn't prepared that basin of alcohol in advance, allowing them to be immersed in alcohol as soon as he forced them out of Jiang Wangchuan's body, impeding their ability to escape from the basin, all in the room might have become victims right now.
Once they escaped from the body, they would immediately seek the nearest living host to frenetically reproduce, sucking human blood to satiate themselves.
With a hint of wariness in his eyes and not daring to be careless, Mu Jinyu picked up the lighter from the bedside table, ignited it, and directly threw it into the iron basin filled with alcohol.
"Ssss!"
The flames immediately soared, scorching the Gu insects in the basin, causing them to wriggle in agony and emit sizzling noises.