Peerless Medical Emperor

Anyone who pretended to be a Divine Physician without the skills to back it up would surely meet a grim end. Patriarch Zheng would take care of any such charlatans.

Seeing so many people gathered around and watching him, Chen Qingdi remained perfectly calm, showing no signs of panic.

"Can we begin now?"

Zheng Shifang asked, looking at Chen Qingdi.

"Not yet."

"Let’s allow his body to release some of the poisonous mist first."

Chen Qingdi said.

"Alright."

Zheng Shifang nodded.

Plumes of green mist began to rise ceaselessly from Young Master Zheng’s body.

Watching this scene, Zheng Shifang’s expression grew increasingly grave.

Although Chen Qingdi claimed he could cure his son, he wasn’t certain and remained deeply worried.

Besides, Young Master Zheng’s condition couldn’t be delayed any further. He had already been in a coma for several days.

The area was now filled with onlookers.

However, these servants of the Zheng Family only watched, not daring to say a word.

Chen Qingdi looked at the green fur covering Zheng Yuanchang’s body. It was like a patch of weeds. ’It seems the rumors about Young Master Zheng growing grass on his body weren’t entirely baseless after all.’

’But this is far more complex than simply growing weeds.’

This "green fur" sickness could be caused by a variety of factors.

’However, the most likely cause is a pathogenic bacterial invasion, which might even have been deliberate.’

’These days, when something goes wrong in a great family, it’s usually due to internal strife. Could Young Master Zheng’s illness be connected to someone within the Zheng Family?’

At that thought, Chen Qingdi considered mentioning it, but then decided against it. ’Best not to get involved. Less trouble is better.’ He kept his thoughts to himself.

Half an hour passed, but Young Master Zheng’s body was still emitting the green mist, and the smell was unbearable.

Most people had likely never witnessed such a thing in their entire lives.

"Can we begin now?"

Patriarch Zheng asked, covering his nose.

"I’ll create a Sealing Gas Shield around the area first. We can’t just let this mist keep spreading."

Chen Qingdi said.

"Good."

Patriarch Zheng nodded quickly.

Situ Xian stood at Patriarch Zheng’s side, eager to see how Chen Qingdi would deploy the Sealing Gas Shield. Generally speaking, not even a Guiyuan Realm cultivator could succeed on the first try.

With a wave of his hands, Chen Qingdi instantly had the Sealing Gas Shield in place.

The speed was astonishing.

Even Situ Xian was left dumbfounded.

"Is it... done already?"

Situ Xian asked, his face a mask of disbelief.

"Yes, it’s done."

Chen Qingdi nodded with a smile.

"Done already? You’ve got to be kidding. I, for one, don’t believe it."

"Yeah, how can it be done? Nothing around us has changed."

A few of the surrounding servants muttered.

The Sealing Gas Shield was transparent, so naturally, they couldn’t see it.

Even Patriarch Zheng was becoming suspicious.

A few of the Zheng Family’s stewards also questioned loudly whether the seal was reliable.

"If you don’t believe me, feel free to walk straight toward me. If you can get through, I’ll admit my sealing shield is useless."

Chen Qingdi said.

With Chen Qingdi having said as much, it would be unreasonable for them to continue doubting him.

Patriarch Zheng glanced at Steward Su, who understood immediately.

"You two, go take a look."

Steward Su said to two of the Zheng family servants.

Although the two servants were reluctant, they couldn’t refuse after Steward Su had given the order.

The two men, wearing protective suits, slowly walked forward.

After just a dozen steps, they suddenly found they couldn’t move any further.

They were clearly still more than ten meters away from where Chen Qingdi stood.

’Could this sealing shield really have such a massive range?’

Both were utterly shocked. As they stared in astonishment, Chen Qingdi said with a smile, "Do you believe me now?"

"The sealing shield has truly been activated."

"You can try as you please."

"The green mist inside can no longer escape."

"In a moment, I will begin applying the needles to Young Master Zheng," Chen Qingdi added after a moment.

Hearing Chen Qingdi’s words and seeing the undeniable effect, Patriarch Zheng was quite satisfied.

Even Situ Xian looked on with admiration.

"Alright. After you use the Sixteen Immortal Needles this time, will my son wake up?"

Patriarch Zheng asked, looking at Chen Qingdi.

"He won’t wake up yet. He will need three treatments with the needles to make a full recovery. As for when he’ll regain consciousness, I can’t be certain. It could be as early as today, or perhaps tomorrow," Chen Qingdi explained.

"Three times?"

Patriarch Zheng asked, confused.

"Yes. But after this first treatment, Young Master Zheng’s body will no longer emit the green mist."

"His complexion will also improve significantly."

"The green fur on his body will gradually diminish."

"Since it’s a severe illness, it must be treated step-by-step. It’s impossible to cure it all at once."

"Everything is a process, isn’t it?"

Chen Qingdi said, looking at Patriarch Zheng.

"Very well."

Patriarch Zheng could only nod in agreement.

’Regardless,’ he thought, ’as long as my son’s condition improves, that’s all that matters.’

He would see for himself if Chen Qingdi truly had the ability he claimed.

If Chen Qingdi was just treating him recklessly, Patriarch Zheng would hunt him to the ends of the earth.

"I’m about to begin. I need silence."

Chen Qingdi announced.

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Zheng’s gaze immediately swept across the crowd, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

Seeing Patriarch Zheng’s sharp glare, they all immediately fell silent.

"Sixteen Immortal Needles! Pierce the bone, clear the blood, restore the flow of life!"

Chen Qingdi shouted coldly.

Then, the first needle shot out.

SWISH! It shot directly into Young Master Zheng’s Coldbone Bloodpoint.

Meanwhile, Situ Xian watched this scene with utmost concentration.

SWISH!

Another needle struck the Shaoyang acupoint.

One needle after another.

All sixteen needles flew, and with each one, a wave of energy flickered.

Mixed within these energy waves were faint traces of Spiritual Energy.

However, the people present were all ordinary individuals, so it was unlikely they could perceive it.

At this moment, Patriarch Zheng made his way over to Mr. Situ.

"Mr. Situ, what do you make of this young man?"

"Is that truly the lost art of the Sixteen Immortal Needles?"

"I’m a complete novice in these matters."

Patriarch Zheng asked, his voice filled with uncertainty.

"It is. Each needle seems to be imbued with Spiritual Energy. It’s magnificent."

"I fear that even I do not possess such a technique."

"He is truly a prodigy of the younger generation."

"This young man’s future is boundless."

Situ Xian gave Chen Qingdi his highest praise and an extremely positive assessment.

Hearing Mr. Situ’s words, Patriarch Zheng let out a huge sigh of relief. ’Perhaps,’ he thought to himself, ’my son can be saved after all.’

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