Army Ace Doctor

In the Siam Mountain villa district, lived half of the gentry and celebrities of the East Sea. The mansion halfway up the mountain, which looked like a palace, was the object of admiration of everyone in the East Sea. The reason for this was that this mansion was the house of Yang Ding, the richest man in the city and the chairman of the board of the Dingsheng Group.

Instead of being filled with pleasure and decadence, the atmosphere inside the Yang's mansion was just like the weather outside, teeming with gloomy clouds.

In a parlor on the second floor of the mansion, there were two doctors, both in their 50s, arguing with each other, with their faces scarlet up to their ears.

"Based on the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, My Lady has been invaded by exogenous pathogenic factors. She has been infected by some kind of virus whose symptoms include the common cold, aversion to the cold and lethargy, but behaves like epilepsy, which is also called Yang Dianfeng in Chinese, in the pathogenetic time..."

"Old Feng, all of the doctors of TCM, like you, know nothing but pseudoscience. Epilepsy is not called Yang Dianfeng in Chinese. It is Dianxian. I suggest that My Lady should be taken to the hospital immediately and have a comprehensive examination."

"Bullshit! Lady Yang is sick. She must already have been examined in the hospital. If the hospital had solutions, was it necessary to invite us experts here?"

Inside the parlor sat a middle-aged man with knitted brows and square face. With trouble clearly shown on his face, he sighed constantly and paid no attention to the quarreling of the two famous expert doctors. Behind the middle-aged man stood two bodyguards with strong bodies and stiff expressions.

Right at this moment, an unexpected voice sounded outside the door, "Hello, is Yang Ding here?"

Swish!

Everyone's eyes turned to the doorway.

And the two quarreling doctors also stopped attacking each other. Moreover, they both wore a stunned face. Yang Ding, the owner of this mansion, was the richest man in the East Sea. Who had the rash courage to dare call his name directly?

Squeak!

Immediately, the door was pushed from the outside. A 1.8m tall young man, who wore a suit of sky blue sportswear and sneakers of the same color on his feet walked in from outside with a smiling face.

"Brat, who are you? How did you get in?"

"What the hell are the security guards outside doing? How can they let a stranger get in the mansion so easily? Brat, stand there and answer my questions. Do not step even half a step forward. Otherwise..."

The two bodyguards, standing behind the middle-aged man, stepped forward orderly, hiding their master with their bodies and looking at the young man with hostility.

"My name is Liu Feng!" The young man still smiled and kept walking forward, "Liu is my surname, and Feng from 'romantic wind'. You can call me Brother Feng, you can also call my name the other way round - Brother Feng Liu, which means I am a romantic but not dissolute guy."

"How dare you still walk forward. You are dead meat!"

"Brat, you can go to hell and be dissolute there!"

The two bodyguards acted very quickly, with their fists already heading straight for Liu Feng's face.

As for the two quarreling doctors, their faces already showed a ghost of an ironic expression. "He dares to intrude into the Yang's mansion? That means he's seeking death." The doctors thought that this young man whose name was Liu Feng would be beaten to the ground and would crawl around looking for his teeth.

"Hold on!" The middle-aged man, who was sitting in the deepest parlor, reacted just now. It seemed that the name Liu Feng had reminded him of a very important thing. However, his order was not as fast as the two bodyguards' actions.

Surprisingly, the fists of two bodyguards were stopped abruptly when they reached 3 inches in front of Liu Feng's face. Their fists were not stopped by the order of their master. Instead, they seemed to have been petrified and stood still like a statue in the same place, with their facial muscles rigid.

"Military-style boxing. I see that you guys joined the army once!" Liu Feng stood easily in front of the two bodyguards. No one had seen clearly what he had done, except his hands making a withdrawing action. "It is a pity that you are so weak. You guys can only be normal special force troopers in the army with your ability, that's all. Compared to me, an ace of aces in the military, you are far too weak!"

The two 50-year-old experts were so shocked that they couldn't make a sound. What was the meaning of normal special force troopers? Didn't being in the special forces mean being the ace among soldiers? Was there an ace among aces? What's more, no one witnessed how Liu Feng conquered the two bodyguards. It was too awesome.

What surprised them most was that the middle-aged man, sitting in the deepest parlor, stood up and approached Liu Feng excitedly instead of caring about his two bodyguards. "Liu Feng, you are really Mr. Liu Feng. I have been waiting for you for so long. By the way, I am Yang Ding!"

During this time, Yang Ding had walked to Liu Feng and held Liu Feng's hands warmly.

"Alas! I wanted to take a vacation back home, but I was trapped by my uncle, that old goat, and forced to be your daughter's bodyguard for the next half year. You must know that my time is very precious." When speaking, Liu Feng had withdrawn his hands without being noticed.

Ahem!

Yang Ding made a dry cough several times. It seemed that this was the first time he heard a person call his uncle an old goat.

"Well, Mr. Liu, please forgive my rudeness. Your respected uncle, is he the old fairy Liu..." Yang Ding asked tentatively.

"You are right, my uncle is Liu Jinglong. That old bastard always finds trouble for me," Liu Feng said seriously, "Only you ordinary people call him something like old fairy. Compared to my master, he wouldn't even match up to my master's toenails."

Ahem!

Yang Ding made a dry cough twice again. Through sounding out, he was sure that the Liu Feng in front of him was the one he had been waiting for, and the existence who could solve all his troubles. So he asked with a smile, "Mr. Liu, if you were coming to my house, why didn't you call me in advance? So that I can go out and welcome you."

"Ah! That is because my uncle only told me your address without your phone number. Do not mention him. I've long suspected that he already went senile." Liu Feng shrugged his shoulders.

Yang Ding smiled awkwardly, "If so, there are security guards at both my front and back door. How did you get in? And I did not even get notice in advance."

Liu Feng said, "It's too troublesome to get in through the door! Besides, I don't have your contact information, your security definitely would not let me in. So I jumped over the wall."

"Jumped over the wall!" The corners of Yang Ding's mouth twitched.

"Jumped over the wall? As the house of the richest man in East Sea, this whole mansion definitely had full surveillance. The security in the monitor room would find out if a wild cat slipped in. But Liu Feng, an adult, just jumped over the wall without being noticed? Was this guy still human?"

Liu Feng seemed to have seen through Yang Ding's thoughts. He continued speaking before he could get questioned, "Don't mention your house. When I was still in the army, I slipped into the first Southeast Asian drug dealer's secret basement three times without being found. And I also beheaded the first drug dealer's head successfully."

Hearing what Liu Feng had said, the two famous doctors just curled their lips. "You are just bragging without thinking!" But Yang Ding never doubted it.

Before he was further questioned by Yang Ding, Liu Feng asked, "All right, take me to meet your daughter. Is she beautiful? She and I have to stay together for half a year. If she's ugly... God, I dare not to think it!"

"My daughter is definitely not ugly!" When he mentioned his daughter, Yang Ding's face turned dark again, "But now my daughter has a weird disease. I am afraid... ah!"

Yang Ding could not help sighing after saying this.

Liu Feng just waved his hand, "What's the big deal, I am good at two things right now: the first one is killing people, while the second is saving people. Since your daughter is to be protected by me, I will cure her even if she has an incurable disease."

"You... you can cure diseases?" Yang Ding asked with great shock.

"Of course, if my medical skill ranks third in the world, nobody would dare claim second place." Liu Feng said it confidently, "As for the number one, it is my master and my master's third wife who ties for first."

"All... all right! Please follow me, Mr. Liu." Yang Ding only knew that this Mr. Liu Feng was a kung fu master. But he was not aware that he could also cure diseases. Trying to make every possible effort, he made a welcome gesture to Liu Feng and then walked to the gate.

But at this moment...

"Wait a moment! Mr. Yang, you'd better not believe this young man's words easily."

"That's right. Experts, like old Feng and me, who have dozens of years of medical experience, feel troubled by My Lady's disease. How could a young man with a dubious background be trusted?"

The two famous doctors, who were arguing with each other in the parlor at first, spoke again and pointed towards Liu Feng.

What?!

Liu Feng pointed at his nose and said, "Geezers, are you two questioning my medical skill?"

"Yes!" The TCM doctor who was called old Feng said proudly, "I started learning traditional Chinese medicine from my father since I was five, and graduated from the most famous TCM university in this country - Zhennan Traditional Chinese Medicine University. I have been a doctor for about 30 years. Even among all the TCM doctors in the country, I am still the best. Don't I have the seniority to doubt you with my identity?"

"Old Feng's words make sense." The other man who was obviously a doctor of western medicine also spoke, "I have studied in U.S.A, Germany, and Japan and achieved a doctorate of medicine in two of these three countries. I have a very high popularity both domestically and overseas. My clinical cases amount to more than 30,000 cases, which includes many kinds of disease. Aren't I qualified to doubt you?"

Facing the two famous specialist-level famous doctors' questions, Yang Ding was embarrassed for a start.

These two people were hired by him with much money to treat his daughter's illness and Liu Feng was a top-rated expert whom he had hired through relations that normal people would not be able to understand. No matter whether Liu Feng could heal his daughter's illness or not, Yang Ding would never offend Liu Feng.

But hearing these two experts' suspicions, Yang Ding also had his own reservations. Liu Feng was seriously too young. From his looks, he should be no more than twenty years of age and even if this young person had agile fingers, was his doctor skills really that exalted?

Just when Yang Ding felt like he was put on a spot, Liu Feng spoke up, "You two old men are actually something; so have you treated the illness of the Yang Family's First Miss?"

"This..."

"Not for the time being."

The two specialist-level famous doctors were flushed to the face with Liu Feng's question, which knocked much of the wind off their sails.

Liu Feng continued to carry a mirthful look and continued asking, "Then have you diagnosed the illness of the Yang Family's First Lady? Is there a full prognosis? How long it takes for the illness to heal?"

"This..."

"A further investigation is necessary to make the right diagnosis."

These two specialist-level famous doctors were not less confident, and their voices became much quieter.

Oh!

Following which, Liu Feng's bitter smile vanished from his face. "I can understand that you have not healed the illness. But you could not even find out what the illness was; how dare you doubt others? I see you must be speaking not from experience but your brazenness!"

The two specialist-level doctors' faces turned dark when they were scolded by Liu Feng and their breathing got rougher, as if they wanted to say something but could not find the right words.

At the same time, Liu Feng stretched out both hands and planted one needle under each of the bodyguards' ears. They were unmoving.

Following which, the two bodyguards regained their mobility and the two hurriedly retreated to behind Yang Ding, not wanting to offend Liu Feng anymore and even revealing a deep respect for him in their eyes.

As for those two famous doctors, after seeing this scene, they were shocked and their eyes had almost bulged out of their sockets. This time, they had finally understood how Liu Feng had subdued those two bodyguards. Just depending on these skills, it was apparent that Liu Feng's skills were very extraordinary.

Liu Feng was exacting in his focus, speaking as he kept the needles, one after the other, "Acupuncture points, can you master such precision? Just your level, I'm afraid you have not seen it? If you don't have the capability, you should keep a low profile, and don't put your faces in front of others just to get smacked, understood?"

"You... good, good, good!" Old Feng was originally quiet but he was angered to the point of hollering with rage. "I can't, and I will extend my face to get hit. Then today I do want to see how you will treat the first Miss' illness. If you are able to treat her illness today, I will kneel down to worship you as my teacher."

Another specialist also followed, saying, "Yes, if you are able to treat the young lady's illness today, I will also kowtow to you as my teacher."

"Huh! Paying respects to me as a teacher, fat hope!" Liu Feng's words were filled with disdain and almost made the two specialists vomit blood out of rage.

"Huh! Mr. Liu, let's, let us first see my daughter." Yang Ding hurriedly rounded up the spat. No matter how skilled Liu Feng's medical skills were, it was better to let him see his daughter first; at least it would prevent this angry youth from angering these two specialists.

Liu Feng nodded and followed Yang Ding out of the door, with the two bodyguards following closely behind.

When the four had gone out of the door, the two specialist-level doctors exchanged glances and closely followed them out.

...

Yang Ding's daughter was named Yang Shiwen. Her innocent looks showed that it was unsurprising that she was the first beauty of the East China Sea; only it was a waste that the illness had caused her face to turn pale and she appeared extremely haggard.

Liu Feng followed Yang Ding to the third level where Yang Shiwen's bedroom was. Entering the room, they could see this beautiful first young lady who was ill.

Yang Shiwen's facial features were intricate. Her skin was as delicate as the gel. At the same time, curled up on the bed, with her blanket pulled up to her sharp chin, a head of shiny black and fresh smooth hair; but the hair along her hairline appeared unkempt and her eyes were both closed; her long, dense and outstanding eyebrows drew two beautiful arched lines. In her illness, she still radiated beauty, and even looked delicate and charming.

Even if people had entered the room, this Yang Shiwen, the first young lady did not open her eyes; it was not clear if she was still asleep, or in a state of coma.

"I'm going!"

When Liu Feng saw Yang Shiwen, he also raised his eyebrows. "Old Yang, your daughter's forehead is raised to the point of sharpness, her nose bridge pinched to sharpness, and her chin sharper than flint. Such looks, on the streets, would cause her to be liked by everyone and be called a super goddess. But these three sharp lines when aligned, would cause a look of beauty with a short-lived life. She can only live at most till 20 years old."

Huh!

Hearing Liu Feng's words, Yang Ding's expression turned into stone in a fleeting moment and his whole body turned stiff. Looking as if she was in a state of deep slumber, the corner of Yang Shiwen's eyes seemed to twitch a little.

"Chey! Nonsense. Are you here to heal, or to tell fortune?"

"If you can't do it, then say it clearly. Don't come up with all these scientific fluff. It's simply even more ridiculous than traditional Chinese medicine."

The two specialist-level doctors who followed found another point to attack Liu Feng again this time, jibing him with sarcasm one after the other. Just now, Liu Feng had demolished their credibility; these two world-renowned doctors were suppressing their anger and wanted to find a chance to strike Liu Feng properly down in front of Yang Ding.

"You to shut your mouths!" But only, Yang Ding, who looked sulkiest suddenly turned his head and spoke very sternly to those two specialist-level doctors and hollered, clearing his lungs.

These two famous doctors were scared to the point of shrinking their necks; Yang Ding, being the wealthiest man in Dong Hai City had managed Dingsheng Group for near twenty years and definitely possessed an authority that no ordinary man could understand-if he were to truly explode in anger, it would be terrifying.

After roaring at these two doctors, Yang Ding immediately got up, and in an earnest tone spoke to Liu Feng, "Mr. Liu, in the beginning, your uncle, the old man Teacher had also read my daughter Shiwen's fortune, saying she would have a short life and also mentioned the limit of twenty years. Mr. Liu please, you must save Shiwen!"

"You don't have to say it, since I am already here, your daughter will definitely not die." Liu Feng sat by the bed's side and grabbed Shiwen's hand, locking her pulse, and added, "At least I don't let her die at this illness."

When Liu Feng started to take Yang Shiwen's pulse, his whole disposition changed. His mirthful expression vanished instantly and was replaced by seriousness. His sharp eyebrows arched faintly and his whole being radiated an imposing manner that made one rise in respect.

What was more attention-grabbing was how when Liu Feng was taking the pulse, his index and middle fingers tapping on Yang Shiwen's snow-white wrist, the ring and little fingers tapping on the skin of her arm rhythmically, which actually played a divine sounding rhythm.

Yang Ding looked at Liu Feng unblinkingly, his eyes filled with expectancy.

These two specialist-level doctors were also looking at Liu Feng at this point. They still naturally wanted to see Liu Feng become a laughing stock.

But only, after seeing a short time, that Chinese doctor who was called "Old Feng" suddenly exclaimed, "Upper Finger, this Mr. Liu, your pulse-taking technique is actually Upper Finger?"

This sound of exclamation made the other doctor beside him jump in shock and even Yang Ding turned around to look at Old Feng.

"Hey! You can still recognize the Upper Finger technique, looks like you have some knowledge!" Liu Feng was still taking pulse for Yang Shiwen, the Upper Finger finger technique's rhythm clearly in no mess.

"Yes, yes, I have heard before, Mr. Liu, I apologize to you." Old Feng respectfully bowed towards Liu Feng and said earnestly, "Someone who can exercise the Upper Middle technique must have a medical ability that I definitely cannot catch up to; I was rude just now."

"Yes!"

Liu Feng calmly answered.

"Old Feng, what's the Upper Finger?" Yang Ding asked curiously.

"It's a very miraculous finger technique of the Traditional Chinese Medicine world. Mr. Yang, you see..." Old Feng explained patiently. First young lady's arm was rhythmically tapped on by Mr. Liu's ring and little finger, and almost surfaced layers of ripples like wind caressing the water surface."

"Hey! It's really the case! How could it be so miraculous?" Yang Ding's face revealed shock.

"I don't know the rough meaning because the Upper Finger is a technique mentioned by the Chinese medicine's old manuscript. I only know the surface explanation! Guilty!" Old Feng said.

This time, Liu Feng took out a bag of needles from his waist and with a light flick, the cloth bag unfolded by the bedside, revealing the eleven silver and two golden needles inside.

Several people at the scene noticed Liu Feng's action, and when they saw the thirteen needles in the cloth bag, Old Feng almost jumped on the spot and again cried out, "Eight-inch needle, my goodness! Am I dreaming? Not only did I see the Upper Finger technique today, but also the eight-inch needle!"

Eight-inch needle was not hard to understand, among Liu Feng's thirteen needles, there were eleven silver needles and two golden needles. Those two golden needles were eight-inch long.

For normal acupuncture, needles used were usually one-inch needle, one-and-a-half-inch needles, at most three-inches, and only a special select expert could use a longer needle.

And eight-inch needle almost only had been spoken of in the ancient medical manuals. There were completely no Chinese doctors who would dare to use it in the modern world.

"Old Feng, eight-inch needle... does it have any special use?" Another famous doctor stood by Old Feng's side and asked in a soft voice.

This time, Yang Ding also took a step closer towards Old Feng; he did not want to disturb Liu Feng diagnosing his daughter's illness but was also very curious why upon seeing Eight-inch needle, Old Feng, this extremely famous Chinese doctor in the country would be so shocked.

Old Feng said with a face filled with agitation, "Chinese medicine is divided into the Confucianist and Taoist schools; the two schools each carry needling technique. But no matter how wonderful the needling technique is, when it's a Taoist doctor's 'Thirteen Needles', in the thirteen soul-chasing needles, the most powerful would be the eight-inch needle! Moreover, there is one famous classic line: With Upper Needle and Eight-Inch Needle, one can rescue the soul back from the soul reaper!"

"With Upper Finger and Eight-Inch Needle, one can rescue the soul from the hands of the soul reaper!"

Yang Ding repeated these words, his eyes gleaming brighter and brighter, and asked very seriously, "Old Feng, is what you said true?"

"It is this recorded in the ancient manual, but the eight-inch technique is very dangerous to display. It is a superb technique that has almost been lost. Hence, even I don't dare to verify." Old Feng's gaze returned once again to Liu Feng at this point.

Yang Ding also hurriedly turned around, looking at Liu Feng's movements unblinkingly.

Only seeing Liu Feng raising his hand to pick out three silver needles from the needle pouch, planting them separately on Yang Shiwen's Star point on her forehead, and the Tian Rong points directly under her earlobes and on her neck.

Don't see how only three needles were planted; but Liu Feng's needling technique was less than a second, especially when he put the needles in the two Tian Rong points simultaneously, his both hands using at the same time, the needle falling effortlessly; the technique seemed to be like playing a musical instrument, having a floating and ethereal quality; Old Feng almost gave him a standing ovation.

"Good technique. Legend has it that the Upper Finger technique is not only a pulse-taking technique, but also a basic technique of the soul-chasing thirteen needles. Today, I finally see this amazing needle technique. I, Old Feng, did not speak empty words!" Old Feng could not help but open his mouth to talk about his dreams, clenching his fist and muttering excitedly to himself.

"Old Feng, are you too overexcited about this. Don't tell me you can't even perform this needle technique?" The other Western doctor used a condescending and sour tone.

Old Feng said excitedly, however. "You Western doctors don't understand. Think carefully about the needle movement of Mr. Liu and you will know that these three needles are equal in their strength. Definitely, it is only the needle piercing the skin and from what I see, the needle piercing the skin would only be three centimeters. But when you see carefully you will realize that when Mr. Liu had put in the needle, the big young lady's skin also underwent changes."

Going through Old Feng's explanation, this Western doctor immediately went silent...

Liu Feng did not bother about this agitated Old Feng. After putting three needles, he turned around to look at Yang Ding. "Old Yang, now let me talk about your daughter's illness and the ways to treat it."

"Yes, yes, yes." Old Yang's heart brimmed with hope and was submissive towards Liu Feng's words.

At the same time, Old Feng and another famous doctor's ears also straightened up.

Liu Feng said, "Your daughter, the first lady of the Yang Family, is not sick but get poisoned. The name of this poison is called "Nine Days Will Sink". It's derived from the snake blood of a cobra and from the nectar of the Nine Leaves Flower. People who are poisoned will be lazy in the day, and fear the cold. Everytime the poison acts up the whole body will start shivering as if it has contracted epilepsy, with unimaginable pain. Normal doctors would not be able to diagnose such poison. Even the medical equipment is not able to test it out."

Yes! yes! yes!

Yang Ding nodded his head hurriedly after hearing it. Because what Liu Feng said were the symptoms that have happened to his beloved daughter.

These two specialist-level doctors were shocked when they heard it, especially the Chinese doctor Old Feng, whose eyes flashed with shock unceasingly.

Following which, Liu Feng said, "If I'm not wrong, your daughter must have been poisoned eight days ago. At first, it would be like a normal cold. Later, it would worsen day by day. Today is the eighth day already right? If it's the ninth day, your daughter would have fallen into a long slumber."

"So terrific, it's the eighth day indeed!" Yang Ding's relaxed expression looked a little pained. "Luckily, luckily I had contacted your uncle in time, and invited you over. Mr. Liu, I believe you can definitely treat my daughter right?"

"Yes! Now I'm getting to the main point."

Liu Feng said, "I used three needles to calm your daughter's blood and the poisonous effect. Following which, eight-inch needles are required to stimulate your daughter's pulse, letting the yuan qi in her body swell and rise to its maximum, using her immune system to purge the toxins. After this process ends, it might cause your daughter, First Lady Yang to feel a little awkward, haha!"

"No worries, the illness won't defy the doctor, I understand this rationale." Yang Ding expressed his thoughts immediately.

"Then good." Liu Feng's right hand reached for the needle pouch, fingers touching the two eight-inch golden needles.

Old Feng, who was standing by the side got so agitated that he kept rubbing his hands and could not help muttering to himself, "Upper Finger, Eight-Inch Needle, I am finally going to see them! And it's using the Eight-Inch Needle to stimulate the Chong Channel. Chong Channel is within the body, and is the most miraculous one out of the eight extra-channels. Someone can actually treat illnesses through stimulating Chong Channel, and I'm really..."

"You shut up!" Liu Feng turned around vehemently, glaring at Old Feng and saying, "Later I am going to perform the Eight-Inch Needle. If you would dare to get so worked up, be careful, or I will throw you out of the window."

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm only watching. I promise to be quiet." The way that Old Feng was speaking sounded like a primary school student who was respectful towards his teacher.

Liu Feng nodded his head, satisfied. Later, he raised his hand and cast the blanket covering Yang Shiwen aside.

This first young lady Yang's body wore soft pyjamas made of yarn. Six buttons were all buckled and looked very conservative. But even so, her appealing chest and small slim waist revealed superb body curves.

Liu Feng raised his hand and undid the first three buttons under Yang Shiwen's chest, revealing a touch of tender white and two upturned arcs.

"Her breasts are a bit large and so springy that it's hard to put my needle in," Liu Feng muttered in a small voice, his right hand picking up one Eight-Inch golden needle into his hand.

At this time, the two specialist-level doctors were watching Liu Feng intently. Yang Ding also looked at Liu Feng intently. The two bodyguards also looked intently, but hearing Liu Feng's words, the several of them almost spewed out their old blood.

But after Liu Feng pulled out three-inch of the eight-inch needle, the needlepoint facing Yang Shiwen's heart nest, everyone's concentration powers once again focused upon Liu Feng's movements.

Grumble!

At this very moment, Old Feng and Yang Ding swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the same time; one of them was overly agitated, while the other was overly nervous.

But no one could have thought that Liu Feng's next movement was actually raising his left fist, which hammered down on Yang Shiwen's left breast.

Ping!

Everyone there who saw this scene almost had their eyes rolling out from their sockets and thought, "D*mn it. You don't put the needle down, but do hammer down on the family's first young lady's breast. Aren't you too unprofessional?"

That was right, Liu Feng's blow thrashed squarely on Yang Shiwen's chest. This force behind his blow was powerful and the Yang's first young lady's full doublets were wobbling ferociously under the chiffon.

What's more exaggerating was, after Liu Feng's blow, his right hand fell abruptly and plunged the eight-inch golden needle into Yang Shiwen's heart nest.

Puff!

The golden needlepoint pierced the skin with a crisp sound that resounded in the extremely quiet room. The scarier thing was that this was an eight-inch needle, which was actually plunged deep by Liu Feng. Only less than two-inches of needle tail remained outside of Yang Shiwen's skin.

"Shiwen!"

This time Yang Ding screamed. If not for specially believing in Liu Feng that lecherous uncle, this Chairman of the Dingsheng Group could have rushed forwards to battle it out with Liu Feng.

"Yang Chairman, don't worry." Old Feng hurriedly explained in a small voice. "That voice was plunged expertly, the first young lady would not be in trouble?"

Oh?

Yang Ding turned his head to look at Old Feng, his eyes filled with questioning.

Old Feng continued to say in a small voice, "If Mr. Liu put the needle under normal circumstances, this needle would pierce the muscle below the first young lady's heart. His earlier punch was to stimulate her heart. Under the sudden blow, it would let the heart shrink on its own voluntarily. At that moment when the heart shrinks voluntarily, the eight-inch needle would be able to dodge the heart muscle, piercing straight reaching the inner parts of the body and through the Chong Channel."

Oh!

After Old Feng's explanations, Yang Ding understood and even said in a small voice, "Having mastered the needle skill to such a high level, there must be few who have mastered such levels in Chinese medicine."

"Heh heh! It's rarer than that..."

Old Feng coughed dryly and said, "In the whole Chinese race, people who can master such needle insertion techniques are less than the count of my five fingers, I'm afraid. I can responsibly say that this is a god-like needle skill!"