Strongest Medical Saint

Ice-Fire Sextet.

The first movement, Resurrection of All Things!

This needle technique comprises six different combinations, and what Shen Feng had just used was merely the simplest first movement.

The so-called Resurrection of All Things rekindles life force in things that have lost their vitality.

Of course, this needle technique has a minimal effect on cultivators, because once one embarks on the path of cultivation, every aspect of the body will improve in various ways, and as one's cultivation improves, the enhancements will become even more significant.

Therefore, the needle technique naturally has little effect on such enhanced bodies.

In the Immortal Realm,

Some low-level cultivators who cannot make their way in Sects or forces would choose to go to cities inhabited by ordinary people, where they can use spiritual energy to perform various minor needle techniques.

These low-level needle techniques from the Immortal Realm have an extraordinary effect on ordinary people.

Shen Feng saw the old man's finger twitch, and he should be waking up immediately.

Usually, given that the old man's heart had stopped for so long, his brain would surely have died entirely, but his brain had not completely ceased functioning.

Of course, what Shen Feng saw as a brain that had not died completely would undoubtedly be judged as already deceased by any doctor in the world, as the standards he used were not those of Earth's medical community.

Thus, no matter which doctor came to examine the old man's body, they would come to the same conclusion, that the old man was indeed dead.

Resurrection of All Things activated the old man's heart, and then, with the power gained within the heart from Resurrection of All Things, allowed his brain to start functioning again.

After the silver needle in the old man's chest changed, Kong Yaonian's gaze never left for a moment, especially when he saw three of the six silver needles covered in ice and the other three as if scorched by fire, disbelief exploded in his eyes. Was everything before him an illusion? He had heard of controlling needles with Qi, but the needle technique Shen Feng employed completely surpassed the scope of using Qi to control needles. Moreover, how many people in the entire Huaxia Country could use Qi to control needles?

Seeing the old man, who was supposed to be dead, opening his eyes, Kong Yaonian's eyeballs almost popped out, everything had completely exceeded his expectations. Had this young lad actually brought the dead back to life? Most importantly, had he done it with just six ordinary silver needles?

Kong Yaonian's throat was parched, and he couldn't help swallowing saliva. He had forgotten the regret he felt earlier for allowing Shen Feng to make a move.

Looking at Shen Feng, his gaze was like discovering a rare treasure; his face showed excitement. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Shen Feng's arm, and said incoherently, "Good, good lad! The Chinese Medicine Community in Huaxia Country is saved. I had my eye on you from the start. You can definitely do it."

Shen Feng looked at the excited Kong Yaonian in front of him. If it were not for the man's age, he really wanted to smack him.

Had Kong Yaonian really had his eye on him earlier? The old man really could tell a lie without blushing.

Shen Feng freed himself from Kong Yaonian's grasp, his gaze turning to the dazed Zhou Kun, "Now it's quite clear I've won. You should fulfill the bet, shouldn't you?"

As the sound entered his ears, Zhou Kun suddenly came back to his senses. He glanced at the spittoon filled with urine next to him. To drink urine? That was absolutely impossible! Looking at the old man who had been revived, he was sure the old man was dead before, and he had personally attempted emergency resuscitation. How could the medical skills of a guy who hadn't even graduated from Medical University become so profound?

"Zhou Kun, you know the saying 'you must accept the loss in a bet,' don't you? Did you not hear what this young brother said? If you dare to renege today, I won't let you off easily. Open your damn eyes wide and look..."

Overcome with emotion, Kong Yaonian misspoke and quickly corrected himself after coughing, "I mean open your eyes wide and look, the outdated Chinese medicine you despise has brought someone back from the dead."

After finishing his words, Kong Yaonian smiled and turned to Shen Feng, "Young brother, rest assured, I'll take care of everything today. From now on, we're all family. I can't allow you to be treated unfairly."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

What the hell!

This old geezer has no shame at all, does he?

He was all serious just a moment ago, how did he suddenly change his tune? As the director of The First People's Hospital, he shouldn't be so shameless!

Shen Feng was speechless. Did he have anything to do with Kong Yaonian at all? How did he suddenly become 'one of us' in the old man's mouth?

Su Jingyu's lips curled slightly, and a glint of fascination sparkled in her beautiful eyes. She found that the more she interacted with Shen Feng, the more she couldn't control her desire to learn more about him. Who else in Huaxia Country could possess medical skills that could resurrect the dead?

Others in the ward who originally wanted to see a joke also wore expressions of shock, especially the doctors and nurses whom Shen Feng had just called out. They trembled involuntarily. To be able to see through their affairs and now to resurrect a person, wasn't such ability possessed only by immortals?

Facing Kong Yaonian's words, Zhou Kun kept staring at the spittoon full of urine!

What was Shen Feng? Just a poor kid from the mountains when he was in school, and now he wants him to drink urine? Why? Zhou Kun's background was far superior to Shen Feng's.

Zhou Kun took steps backward, preferring to quit his job than drink urine. At this point, he made a drastic choice and bellowed, "Shen Feng, who do you think you are? I'm breaking my promise today; what can you do about it?"

Shen Feng just shook his head, his index and middle fingers coming together. Under everyone else's notice, he flicked his joined fingers gently toward Zhou Kun, sending a wisp of spiritual energy from his fingertips.

This wisp of spiritual energy directly hit Zhou Kun's right knee, causing him to lose his footing. He tumbled to the ground, his head plunging into the spittoon. Even if he didn't want to drink the urine, as soon as he opened his mouth, the contents of the spittoon relentlessly poured in.

He couldn't pull his head out of the spittoon for a while, and wanting to breathe, he had no choice but to keep his mouth open and continuously drink the urine.

"Glug, glug!"

Everyone present could clearly hear the sound of Zhou Kun swallowing urine, followed by bouts of retching from his throat.

Meanwhile.

Shen Feng's fingers flicked again, sending another wisp of spiritual energy straight into Zhou Kun's private parts below.

This spiritual energy struck precisely at the right acupoint. If no one were to undo it, Zhou Kun could forget about enjoying the pleasures of a woman for the rest of his life.

This was just a small lesson from Shen Feng to Zhou Kun—a painful life could also be a deserving punishment, certainly more perfect than simply ending his life.

Shen Feng, who was quite vengeful, commented indifferently, "Ah, Fate! It seems that urine was definitely meant to end up in your mouth. Your mouth stinks so much, it could do with some cleaning. Don't thank me too much."