Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert

Chapter 349: Chapter 349: The Difference Between a Mediocre Doctor and a Divine Doctor

”Xueqing is back!”

As Lu Xueqing walked into the house, a woman in her forties or fifties with a smile on her face came over.

”Auntie Wang, where’s Grandpa?”

Lu Xueqing asked indifferently.

”The old master is in the study. Shall I go call him for you?” Auntie Wang offered.

”No need, I’ll go there myself,” Lu Xueqing shook her head.

”Who is this?”

At that moment, Auntie Wang’s gaze shifted to Xiao Yifeng, who was following behind Lu Xueqing.

”Auntie Wang, he...”

”You must be Xueqing’s boyfriend, welcome, welcome.”

Before Lu Xueqing could finish speaking, Auntie Wang looked at Xiao Yifeng with a smile, instantly assuming he was Lu Xueqing’s boyfriend.

After all, Lu Xueqing had never brought a man home before. The fact that she was doing so now surely meant he was her boyfriend, otherwise, she wouldn’t have brought him home.

”Xueqing, it looks like you’ve finally taken Grandpa’s words to heart and brought home a boyfriend. He will be delighted to know.”

Lu Xueqing was once again embarrassed, and she hastily explained, ”Auntie Wang, you’ve got it wrong, he’s not my boyfriend. He’s come to treat Grandpa’s rheumatism.”

”Treat rheumatism?”

Auntie Wang looked surprised and glanced at Xiao Yifeng.

”The old master’s rheumatism has been a problem for over a decade, many experts and professors couldn’t cure it. Can this young man manage it?”

”Whether he can or not, we’ll find out after we try,” Lu Xueqing said, glancing at Xiao Yifeng.

”Don’t worry, when it comes to treating illnesses, I never say I can’t do it!”

Xiao Yifeng exuded a strong sense of confidence.

In the matter of healing and saving lives, he, Xiao Yifeng, had never failed.

”That’s what you say, but if you can’t treat it, just you wait,” Lu Xueqing looked at Xiao Yifeng with a slightly threatening expression.

”And what if I cure it? Shouldn’t there be some sort of reward?”

Xiao Yifeng looked at Lu Xueqing with a teasing gaze.

Lu Xueqing’s eyes flickered, and she replied, ”If you really cure my Grandpa’s rheumatism, I will repay you.”

Then Lu Xueqing led Xiao Yifeng to a study where an elderly man with sparse, graying hair was sitting in a wheelchair, reading an ancient tome through a pair of presbyopic glasses, looking like a learned old professor. He was Lu Xueqing’s grandfather, Lu Wenyuan.

”Grandpa!”

Lu Xueqing approached, calling out affectionately.

”Xueqing is back!”

Seeing her appear, the elderly man set down his book and smiled warmly.

”Grandpa, today I brought someone who’s very skilled in medicine to treat your rheumatism,” Lu Xueqing said to Lu Wenyuan.

”Oh, child, this old illness of mine has persisted for many years now, and so many medical professors couldn’t treat it. Why do you still bother with this matter? Aren’t I doing quite well?” Lu Wenyuan said.

”But Grandpa, your rheumatism not only limits you to a wheelchair, it also causes you a lot of pain. I won’t give up as long as there’s even the slightest hope,” Lu Xueqing insisted.

Lu Xueqing spoke with a steadfast gaze, showing deep filial piety towards her grandfather.

”Xiao Yifeng, come and take a look at my grandfather, and see if you can cure him!”

Lu Xueqing turned her expectant eyes toward Xiao Yifeng.

Xiao Yifeng walked over leisurely, scanned the elderly man’s body with his penetrative vision, and a smile appeared on his lips, ”Only ten minutes!”

”Are you the doctor Xueqing mentioned, who can treat my rheumatism?”

Lu Wenyuan looked at Xiao Yifeng with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

”That’s right,” Xiao Yifeng nodded.

”What did you mean by ten minutes just now?”

Lu Wenyuan asked curiously.

”In just ten minutes, I can cure your rheumatism; after that, you won’t need to use a wheelchair nor suffer the torment of rheumatism any longer.”

Xiao Yifeng spoke with a relaxed and casual air.

Hearing Xiao Yifeng’s words, both Lu Xueqing and Lu Wenyuan looked at him in shock.

”Xiao Yifeng, you’re not bragging, are you?”

Lu Xueqing gazed at Xiao Yifeng in disbelief.

”It’s good for a young person to be a bit confident, but excessive confidence becomes arrogance,” said Lu Wenyuan, his brows furrowing slightly, dissatisfied with Xiao Yifeng’s flippant attitude, clearly thinking Xiao Yifeng was too arrogant. As an erudite and meticulous cultural figure, he naturally disliked such people.

”Xiao Yifeng, my grandfather has had rheumatism for over a decade, and during that time, we’ve consulted many experts and professors to no avail. I even invited President Han from the Tianhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to examine my grandfather.”

”He said my grandfather’s rheumatism was very severe and tough to cure, managing only to alleviate the pain caused by the flare-ups. Are you sure you can sort it out in ten minutes?”

Lu Xueqing looked at Xiao Yifeng with some skepticism.

”Of course. What is a big problem for others is no different than a common cold or fever in front of me. That is the difference between a mediocre doctor and a Divine Doctor.”

Xiao Yifeng stated confidently.

Lu Wenyuan and Lu Xueqing both looked at Xiao Yifeng with a mixture of doubt and belief.

”Alright, let’s not waste any more time. Since you don’t believe me, I’ll just show you,” said Xiao Yifeng, his mouth curling into a smile. He pushed Lu Wenyuan out, lifted the blanket from his legs, and rolled up both pant legs.

Lu Wenyuan’s legs were emaciated, his knees had begun turning a faint black, and through his penetrative vision, Xiao Yifeng noticed that the bones in his knees were also blackened and atrophied.

Clearly, Lu Wenyuan’s rheumatism had reached a very serious stage; even a true medical expert would struggle to cure it.

However, for Xiao Yifeng, who possessed various miraculous needling techniques from the Yin-Yang Forbidden Tome, this was no issue.

Such rheumatism could be cured with just the first five needles of the Thirteen Needles of Divine Void.

Xiao Yifeng took out his acupuncture kit, waved it single-handedly, and a Silver Needle appeared in his hand. Power circulated, causing the Silver Needle to tremble lightly as it sterilized.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Then Xiao Yifeng’s movements were godlike, flitting like a butterfly, and in the blink of an eye, five Silver Needles were inserted around one of Lu Wenyuan’s knees.

Lu Wenyuan let out a soft grunt.

With the Silver Needles half-inserted, Xiao Yifeng twirled them in his hands, channeling surges of Starforce into them.

Soon, the blackened bones in Lu Wenyuan’s legs were all cleared, and he only felt a warm current starting to flow into his knees.

Lu Xueqing watched Xiao Yifeng with a face full of nervous anticipation.

Minutes later, the blackened areas around the knees of Lu Wenyuan’s leg had all disappeared, and even the atrophied legs began to strengthen and fill with pulsing energy.

After pulling out the Silver Needles, Xiao Yifeng then gave that leg a special kind of massage, prompting Lu Wenyuan to let out comfortable grunts from time to time.