Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 5 - 5: A Real Divine Doctor
Previously on Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess...
Su Wenfeng, Tang Dexin, and the rest of the group were left speechless by these words.
Since Divine Doctor Huang had expressed his desire to take full responsibility, there was nothing more for them to say.
Yang Luo shifted his gaze toward Huang Tai’an and remarked, “Old man, your medical expertise might be lacking, but you certainly don't lack a sense of duty.”
Huang Tai’an’s eyebrows twitched with irritation upon hearing this.
‘I, Huang Tai’an, have always been a man of integrity. Do I really need a brat like you to point that out?’
“Fine, I’m done wasting breath. Let’s get started immediately.”
Yang Luo spoke as he stepped toward the hospital bed.
“Mr. Yang, is it truly possible for you to heal my grandfather?”
Su Qingmei gazed at Yang Luo, her eyes filled with the pleading look of a lost puppy.
“Put your mind at ease.”
Yang Luo offered Su Qingmei a look of quiet reassurance.
Su Wenfeng fixed a piercing stare on Yang Luo, warning, “Young man, if you successfully cure my father, the Su family will owe you a massive debt of gratitude!
However, if you fail, I will hold you strictly accountable!”
“Just watch and learn.”
Yang Luo gave an indifferent shrug before reaching out his hand. “I arrived in a rush and didn't bring my silver needles. Let me use yours!”
“Take them!”
Huang Tai’an promptly handed over his set of silver needles.
Gripping the needles, Yang Luo began the acupuncture process on Su Guoxiong.
The others crowded around, eager to discover if Yang Luo actually possessed genuine skill or was merely a fraud.
Swish!
Yang Luo instantly surged the true Qi within his body, channeling it directly into the silver needles. With movements as swift as the wind, he drove the first needle firmly into one of Su Guoxiong’s vital acupoints!
As the first silver needle settled, it began to vibrate softly, even radiating a faint golden glow!
The spectators were stunned by the sight, wondering if Yang Luo was performing some sort of mystical trick!
“This… could this be the Providence Needle?!”
Seeing the display, Huang Tai’an couldn't help but shout in surprise.
“Divine Doctor Huang, what exactly is this Providence Needle?”
Su Wenfeng inquired, looking confused.
Huang Tai’an explained in a hushed, reverent tone, “The Providence Needle is an advanced acupuncture method. It requires the practitioner to use their own true Qi to drive the needles. It is a feat that can only be achieved by someone who has mastered the Dao of acupuncture to a supreme level!
It seems this young man might actually be able to save Old Master Su!”
The moment those words were uttered…
The skepticism in Su Wenfeng and Su Wenbin’s eyes vanished, replaced by a new sense of respect toward Yang Luo.
If even Huang Tai’an spoke so highly of it, the boy had to be the real deal.
Yang Luo was now in a state of deep concentration. One after another, the silver needles were deployed, striking Su Guoxiong’s acupoints with pinpoint accuracy!
As the ninth needle was finally placed!
“Done!”
Yang Luo let out a soft breath and pulled back his hand.
“My God… this… is this the legendary Nine Needles of Heavenly Dao?!”
Huang Tai’an could no longer contain his shock and cried out.
His face turned a deep shade of red, and his eyes bulged. His breath became ragged as he stared intensely at the scene before him.
“Divine Doctor Huang, what are the Nine Needles of Heavenly Dao?”
Tang Dexin asked, his curiosity piqued.
Huang Tai’an swallowed hard before answering, “Since ancient times, many medical techniques have been passed down through the Divine Continent. Yet, among all acupuncture arts, ten stand above the rest as the most formidable. These are methods capable of bringing the dead back to life and snatching a soul from the very gates of the Yama King!
Because of this, these ten styles are recorded on the Divine Needle List. Even the Nine Needles of Revolving Yang that I practiced only ranks tenth, but the Nine Needles of Heavenly Dao sits at the very top—ranked number one!
I once read a description of the Nine Needles of Heavenly Dao in a dusty ancient tome. I had assumed the technique was lost to time, but I never imagined I would witness it with my own eyes today!
If I were to die now, I, Huang Tai’an, would have no regrets!”
Yang Luo glanced over at Huang Tai’an and remarked, “Old man, you certainly know your history.”
Huang Tai’an looked at Yang Luo with fervent excitement. “Mr. Yang, where did you learn such a divine technique as the Nine Needles of Heavenly Dao?”
Yang Luo answered simply, “It was taught to me by my master.”
“And who might your master be?”
Huang Tai’an pressed further.
Yang Luo shook his head. “I don't actually know my master's name.”
Huang Tai’an sighed with deep admiration, “It appears your master is a true hidden expert of the world!”
“Hehe, no matter how famous these Nine Needles of Heavenly Dao are, isn't Old Master Su still lying there unconscious?”
One of the attending physicians muttered under his breath.
But almost the moment the words left his mouth!
“Cough, cough…”
Following a dry cough, Su Guoxiong, who had been motionless on the bed, slowly fluttered his eyes open.
Suddenly…
A heavy silence fell over the entire ward!
Everyone stared at Su Guoxiong in total disbelief, wondering if they were hallucinating!
He was awake!
Su Guoxiong, who had been at death’s door, had actually regained consciousness!
The physician who had just been whispering felt his face burn with embarrassment!
The slap to his pride had come far too quickly!
“Quickly, check Old Master Su’s condition!”
Tang Dexin barked out orders immediately.
The medical staff rushed forward, using various devices to monitor Su Guoxiong’s vitals.
One doctor reported in shock, “Dean, all of Old Master Su’s physical indicators have returned to normal levels!”
Everything was stable!
Tang Dexin and the other doctors stood frozen, lost for words.
This young man had actually cured Su Guoxiong!
And he had done it in less than twenty minutes!
A Divine Doctor!
This was the mark of a true master of medicine!
“Grandpa!”
“Father!”
Su Wenfeng, Su Wenbin, Su Wanqiu, and Su Qingmei all rushed to the bedside, weeping with relief.
Su Guoxiong offered a weak but warm smile. “Wenfeng, Wenbin, Wanqiu, Qingmei… you’re all gathered here.”
Su Qingmei sobbed, “Grandfather, how are you feeling? Are you still in pain?”
Su Guoxiong replied, “I feel much lighter. The pain has vanished.”
He then looked toward Huang Tai’an and said, “Thank you for saving my life, Divine Doctor Huang.”
“No, it wasn't me!”
Huang Tai’an shook his head vigorously. “Old Master Su, I am not your savior. It was this young gentleman here.”
Su Guoxiong turned to look at Yang Luo, his face full of skepticism. “Divine Doctor Huang, surely you jest.
“I understand my own ailments better than anyone. They aren't something an ordinary person can handle. How could this boy have treated me?”
Su Qingmei interjected, “Grandpa, it’s true! Mr. Yang really did save you!”
The others in the room nodded in unison.
Seeing the consensus, Su Guoxiong’s expression shifted. Still struggling to process it, he asked once more, “Young man, did you truly save my life?”
Yang Luo simply opened his palms. “Believe what you want.”
“Wonderful, truly wonderful!
It seems the younger generation really does surpass the old!
You are quite remarkable, kid!”
Su Guoxiong said with growing excitement, “You’ve done me a great service. My Su family will ensure you are rewarded handsomely!”
At that moment, Su Wenbin stepped forward and presented a bank card to Yang Luo. “Mr. Yang, please accept this as a token of our gratitude. There is 50 million on this card; the password is the final six digits of the card number!
Of course, this sum is nothing compared to the debt of saving our patriarch.
From now on, should you ever need anything, you may call upon the Su family directly!”
Yang Luo took the card and slid it into his pocket carelessly, without even a second glance.
This display of indifference only caused Su Guoxiong’s admiration for him to grow.
“Mr. Yang, please, I beg you to take me as your disciple!”
Suddenly, Huang Tai’an bowed low before Yang Luo, his face a mix of desperate hope and anxiety.