The crowd by the door shook their heads, looking down on Lu Ming.
"I thought it was some important big shot, but it turns out to be an ignorant punk. Trying to climb over Old Master Yang to gain fame? Bah, he's not worthy!"
"Exactly. Old Master Yang has eaten more salt than he's eaten rice, what right does he have to point fingers at Old Master Yang?"
"Some people are so desperate for fame they've gone mad."
Jiang Mengxin rushed into the ward and grabbed Lu Ming's arm, trying to drag him out. But Lu Ming remained unyielding.
He continued, "If your skills are lacking, don't try to show off. You're not saving her, you're killing her!"
Yang Jitong's face turned ashen. He had saved countless lives in his lifetime, and had always been praised for his superb medical skills. Never had anyone dared to speak to him in such a tone.
The old master's anger was ignited.
"You say I'm lacking in skill?" Yang Jitong sneered, holding up the silver needles in his hand and asking, "Do you know where I learned this set of Azure Dragon Cavity-Seeking Needle Technique from?"
Lu Ming remained silent.
Yang Jitong declared loudly, "Let me tell you, this needle technique was personally taught to me by a five-star general, the current Medical Immortal!"
Woosh!!!
The entire hall was stunned.
The Medical Immortal was a legend.
Rumor had it that the Medical Immortal's medical skills were unparalleled, capable of curing any difficult and complicated illness. Dignitaries and influential figures from all over the world treated the Medical Immortal as an honored guest, spending fortunes to request his healing.
Since Yang Jitong was a student of the Medical Immortal, there was absolutely no question about the validity of his needle technique.
"Tsk tsk tsk, truly remarkable. So this magical needle technique was personally taught by the Medical Immortal, then there's no problem at all."
"Could the Medical Immortal teach something that's wrong?"
Cheng Hai stood aside, secretly chuckling. He hadn't expected Lu Ming to be so foolish as to criticize Yang Jitong's medical skills.
Now that even the Medical Immortal had been brought up, Lu Ming was utterly disgraced.
Who knew...
Lu Ming showed no surprise at all. Instead, he nodded repeatedly and said earnestly, "That explains it. I was the one who taught this needle technique to the Medical Immortal back then. I had a bit too much to drink when I taught it, so I didn't explain some parts clearly. Later, the Medical Immortal passed the technique on to you, and you only grasped seventy to eighty percent of it. After so many layers, it's no wonder your skills are lacking."
For a moment, the hall fell silent.
Everyone stared at Lu Ming with wide eyes, as if looking at an absolute idiot.
"What... what did he say? He taught this needle technique to the Medical Immortal? Then he's the Medical Immortal's master? And the Medical Immortal is Old Master Yang's master, so by that logic, Old Master Yang should call him 'Grand-Master'?!"
Pfft...
The hall erupted in uproarious laughter.
"I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of laughter. Old Master Yang is his grand-disciple, hahahaha."
"In my entire life, I've never seen such a shameless person."
"A brat who hasn't even grown all his hair, daring to spout nonsense in front of Old Master Yang, even claiming lineage from the Medical Immortal. The shamelessness of this person is first in history."
Not a single person believed Lu Ming's words.
What kind of person was the Medical Immortal, that he would need to learn medical skills from a mere security guard? It was simply preposterous.
Yang Jitong could no longer stand it and angrily reprimanded, "How shameless must one be to utter such arrogant words? Throw him out, get him out of here!"
The hospital security guards rushed in and forcibly dragged Lu Ming out.
In fact, with Lu Ming's abilities, these people were no match for him. If he wanted to stay, no one could force him out.
But given the current situation, no one believed him, and staying would be futile.
"Fine!"
Lu Ming flung his hand, sending the security guards flying, sighed, and turned to leave with large strides.
The farce came to an end.
Everyone retreated from the intensive care unit again. Yang Jitong took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and continued to treat Jiang Lan with acupuncture.
After an hour of needling, the entire set of Azure Dragon Cavity-Seeking was completed.
Yang Jitong wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Jiang Lan.
According to his understanding, Jiang Lan should have woken up by now.
But unexpectedly, Jiang Lan not only didn't wake up, but instead coughed up a large mouthful of blood with a 'wau' sound, and then red bumps, densely packed, began to appear all over her body.
"What's going on?" Yang Jitong's eyes widened, not understanding why this was happening.
Following that, Jiang Lan began to convulse, and a foul odor even emanated from her body.
Jiang Mengxin watched with heartache and urged, "Old Master Yang, what exactly is happening? Why has my sister's condition worsened after the needle technique was finished?"
Yang Jitong was also bewildered.
Logically speaking, after the Azure Dragon Cavity-Seeking Needle Technique was completed, even if Jiang Lan couldn't be saved, her condition shouldn't have deteriorated further.
But reality had slapped him in the face.
"How could this happen?" Yang Jitong racked his brain but couldn't figure out what went wrong.
Finally, he spread his hands and said with a distressed expression, "I'm sorry, your sister's injuries are too severe. I am also powerless."
"..." Jiang Mengxin collapsed onto the ground.
If even Yang Jitong was helpless, then searching the entire Jinling would yield no one else capable of curing Jiang Lan.
Perhaps the Medical Immortal could.
But the Medical Immortal was elusive, like a dragon that only showed its head but not its tail. Where could he be found?
The only fate awaiting Jiang Lan was death.
"Little sister!"
Jiang Mengxin knelt by Jiang Lan's bedside, tears streaming down her face.
At this moment, Lu Ming returned, carrying a large bucket.
Everyone looked, and saw that the bucket was filled with leeches, wriggling inside. Just looking at them made one's scalp tingle.
"Make way."
Lu Ming pushed through the crowd and entered the ward.
Upon seeing him, Jiang Mengxin was furious and cursed, "You bastard, why are you back? My sister is dead now, you must be happy!"
Lu Ming ignored her, went to the bedside, and reached into the bucket, grabbing leeches and placing them on Jiang Lan's arms and legs, letting them suck her blood.
Jiang Mengxin, enraged, lunged at him, trying to tear his clothes, "Bastard, what are you doing?!"
Lu Ming said nothing, got up, pushed Jiang Mengxin out of the room, then locked the door and continued placing leeches on Jiang Lan to draw blood.
Jiang Mengxin kicked and cursed outside the door, but Lu Ming remained deaf.
Inside the intensive care unit.
Yang Jitong seemed to grasp something and asked softly, "Is this the witchcraft of Miao territory?"
Lu Ming nodded.
Yang Jitong frowned slightly. He had indeed heard of the power of witchcraft, but it was merely hearsay, and he had never witnessed it in reality, nor was there any scientific proof.
Would it be inappropriate to use it rashly now?
However, Yang Jitong quickly dismissed all his negative thoughts because he saw that the red bumps on Jiang Lan's body were gradually receding, and her body was no longer convulsing.
Yang Jitong thought to himself: He has some skill.
Following that, Lu Ming pulled out the silver needles from Jiang Lan's head and replaced them with a new set, preparing to perform acupuncture.
Before starting the acupuncture, Lu Ming said faintly, "Yang Jitong, watch closely. I will only teach you this Azure Dragon Cavity-Seeking Needle Technique once!"