Peerless Medical Emperor

Patriarch Zheng and Situ Xian stepped aside, revealing a sickbed. Lying on the bed was none other than Young Master Zheng.

But at this moment, Young Master Zheng's hair was an absolute mess.

And all over the surface of his body, the signs of the Blood Dragon Drill had suddenly appeared.

Upon seeing this, Chen Qingdi's gaze sharpened.

"This is the Blood Dragon Drill poison from the Blood Dragon Association."

"But I've only been gone for a day. How did Young Master Zheng get poisoned by the Blood Dragon Drill again?"

Chen Qingdi looked at Patriarch Zheng with a confused expression.

"What exactly happened? If you had been watching over Young Master Zheng properly, it should have been impossible for him to be poisoned like this."

"This is one of the world's most unusual poisons. It's very difficult to cure."

Chen Qingdi said with a solemn expression.

Seeing Chen Qingdi's reaction, Patriarch Zheng grew even more worried.

"Divine Physician Chen, you must save my son! As long as my son can live, I'll give you two of our Zheng Family's publicly listed companies."

"And I'll give you our Zheng Family's greatest treasure, too! I'm begging you."

Patriarch Zheng pleaded.

"Patriarch Zheng, there's no need for that."

Chen Qingdi said quickly.

But to his surprise, Patriarch Zheng suddenly dropped to his knees before Chen Qingdi with a THUD.

"I'm begging you, you must save my son."

Patriarch Zheng said.

"Alright, alright, I promise. I will do everything in my power."

"However, if you want your son to live, I'm afraid he will have to endure extreme pain."

Chen Qingdi said.

"I don't know if he can withstand it," Chen Qingdi muttered.

Chen Qingdi had previously told Si Ming about the method to cure the Blood Dragon Drill poison.

It was, indeed, extremely painful.

But for now, Chen Qingdi couldn't think of any better solution; this was the only way.

"What method?"

Patriarch Zheng asked.

"It requires exposure to extreme heat and then extreme cold."

"Only by passing these two trials can the Blood Dragon Drill poison be cured."

Chen Qingdi said.

Hearing this, Patriarch Zheng looked troubled. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Both the heat exposure and the freezing could be fatal.

As a father, how could he not feel conflicted?

"Is there no other way?"

Patriarch Zheng asked with a grim expression.

"There is no other way."

Chen Qingdi said.

In the end, Patriarch Zheng could only nod his head.

No matter what, he had to try. He couldn't just watch his son die right in front of him.

"Let me draw out the poison first."

"This needs to be done several times."

"We need to keep the level of poison in his blood at a minimum."

Chen Qingdi said.

"I'll follow all of your arrangements."

Patriarch Zheng said.

"Good."

Chen Qingdi nodded.

Meanwhile, Situ Xian was carefully observing Young Master Zheng's condition from the side.

He also had no idea why Young Master Zheng had been poisoned by the Blood Dragon Drill.

However, as one of the ten great Divine Physicians, he naturally understood just how virulent the Blood Dragon Drill poison was.

If Chen Qingdi hadn't been here, he was certain that no one else in all of Jingxi would have dared to treat this ailment.

Chen Qingdi drew the blood poison from Young Master Zheng twice.

It was obvious that Young Master Zheng's complexion had improved slightly.

COUGH, COUGH!

Soon, Young Master Zheng began to cough.

A moment later, he actually opened his eyes.

Seeing Patriarch Zheng before him, Young Master Zheng said in anguish, "Father, I'm in so much pain."

"Am I going to die?"

"No, you're not. You're not."

"I've already asked Divine Physician Chen to treat you."

"You have to hold on. You'll be fine soon."

Patriarch Zheng held Zheng Yuanchang's hand, comforting him nonstop.

"That's right. With me here, you'll be fine. But you must hold on."

"You've been poisoned. Eliminating the poison from your body is a process, and this process will naturally be quite painful."

Chen Qingdi said.

Hearing Chen Qingdi's words, Young Master Zheng nodded.

"I am about to use the Sixteen Immortal Needles again."

"If the Sixteen Immortal Needles are effective and can remove some of the toxins from Young Master Zheng's body..."

"...then perhaps he won't have to suffer the later ordeals. There's still a chance things could change."

As Chen Qingdi spoke, he glanced at Patriarch Zheng.

Patriarch Zheng nodded quickly, his heart filled with anticipation, hoping for a good outcome.

"We need to move Young Master Zheng outside."

"It will be easier for me to perform the acupuncture there."

Chen Qingdi said.

"Okay."

Patriarch Zheng nodded quickly.

Soon, the Zheng Family's servants carried Young Master Zheng outside.

Chen Qingdi's expression was grave, and his gaze became incredibly sharp.

With a sudden wave of his large hand—WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

One after another, silver needles flew like silver dragons emerging from their lairs, landing with perfect accuracy on Young Master Zheng's body.

Instantly, the blood-colored, dragon-shaped poison marks that had gathered on Young Master Zheng's body actually began to pulse and writhe across his skin.

"AHH!"

Young Master Zheng cried out in agony.

Seeing his son in such a state, Patriarch Zheng's heart ached with him.

"What should we do? It looks like my son can't take it anymore."

Patriarch Zheng said with extreme worry.

"Why don't I put him to sleep first?"

Chen Qingdi said.

"Yes."

Patriarch Zheng nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Chen Qingdi said no more. With a light flick of his fingers...

...a burst of Power shot out and struck Young Master Zheng's Guangu acupoint.

Once this acupoint is struck, a person will fall unconscious.

While unconscious, the body naturally doesn't perceive the pain it's enduring.

The Sixteen Immortal Needles, each one piercing a major acupoint.

At this moment, something unexpected happened. The dragon-shaped poison marks began to writhe back and forth on Young Master Zheng's body.

Chen Qingdi had originally thought they would pulse a few times and then disappear, but that didn't happen.

Instead, the pulsing, blood-colored poison marks spread all over his body and coalesced into poisonous sprouts, like tiny, miniature saplings.

"What is happening?"

Seeing this, a baffled Situ Xian asked Chen Qingdi, who was standing beside him.

But Chen Qingdi wore a relaxed smile.

"This might be a good thing."

Chen Qingdi actually nodded and said with a smile.

"A good thing?"

Patriarch Zheng was bewildered.

"Yes. Let's wait and see how the situation develops. It's too early to judge."

Chen Qingdi said.

After an agonizing hour of waiting, the blood-colored poison marks slowly formed into sapling-like shapes and emerged from Young Master Zheng's skin. Only then did Chen Qingdi let out a sigh of relief.

"How is he, Divine Physician Chen? Please, say something!"

Patriarch Zheng said, his voice filled with anxiety.

"He's fine now."

Chen Qingdi said with a smile.

Hearing these words from Chen Qingdi, Patriarch Zheng was overjoyed. This was the exact result he had been waiting for.

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