Chapter 159: You Can't Cure It, I Can

All eyes fell upon Mu Lin.

It was him!

How could such an unremarkable person possess such skills?

The focus of everyone present had been on Zhao Yang, Shi Huiguang, and Qi Shengyang.

It was common knowledge that Zhao Yang and Shi Huiguang's medical skills were on par with each other.

Otherwise, how could the two have been rivals for so long?

Any other, more ordinary doctor wouldn't have the gall to challenge Zhao Yang.

As for Qi Shengyang, he was the son of the director of the Bureau of Health, so that went without saying.

He was the director's representative. His intentions were the director's intentions.

"Elder Shi, save me!" Qi Shengyang desperately grabbed Elder Shi's arm, screaming with great difficulty.

Shi Huiguang said, "Young Master Qi, please don't worry. I will resolve this for you immediately!"

As he spoke, he took out his silver needles. Before applying them, he didn't forget to glance at Mu Lin.

"Kid, for every cheap trick you can pull, I can undo it."

With that, he began inserting the needles one after another.

But Qi Shengyang's expression only grew more distorted, and he even began to convulse in pain.

Just one look at his pained struggle was enough to know something terrible was about to happen.

"This shouldn't be happening!" Shi Huiguang was dumbfounded. From his perspective, Qi Shengyang should have been recovering!

"Why?" Shi Huiguang's eyes widened. He truly couldn't understand it.

"Agh… It hurts! The pain is killing me!"

Mu Lin said, "Are you an idiot? How could a single needle have only one use..."

"What did you do to him?" Shi Huiguang demanded.

"Just a cheap trick, wasn't it?"

Shi Huiguang was furious. Mu Lin was using his own words to mock him.

He immediately turned back to Qi Shengyang and said, "Young Master Qi, don't panic! I will definitely free you from this!"

Shi Huiguang took out more silver needles and tried one technique after another.

But Qi Shengyang showed no signs of improvement. The whites of his eyes were showing from the pain, his limbs were convulsing, and it was even starting to interfere with Shi Huiguang's attempts to apply the needles.

The onlookers felt uncomfortable just watching, their own bodies twisting involuntarily.

'How am I supposed to handle this?' Shi Huiguang thought, but he could only brace himself, hold Qi Shengyang down with one hand, and insert the needles with the other.

Mu Lin yawned. "Divine Doctor Shi, can you please not waste our time? The auction is about to start."

Shi Huiguang pointed at Mu Lin and said, "You poison doctor! You're the one who did this, and now you have the nerve to stand there and talk so casually?"

Mu Lin said, "Yes, I'm the one who did it. So what? It's something Divine Doctor Zhao can solve! If he knows what's good for him, he'll kowtow and beg Divine Doctor Zhao for mercy. That's his only hope of being freed."

'How is that possible?' Qi Shengyang thought, then roared, "You... Don't even think about it!"

Mu Lin waved his hand dismissively. "Then you can just stay in pain. It will go away on its own after forty-nine days!"

A month and a half! Just hearing that made Qi Shengyang feel he couldn't take it.

If it was really going to be like that, he might as well just die.

After saying his piece, Mu Lin calmly walked back to Divine Doctor Zhao's side.

"Mu Lin, are you sure you know what you're doing? Besides being the son of the Bureau of Health's director, Young Master Qi is also a young entrepreneur with a lot of people watching him," Zhao Yang said.

Mu Lin smirked. "Grandmaster Zhao, you know so much about him. Could it be you're actually considering him for a son-in-law?"

"You want me to hit you?"

Zhao Yang snorted. "Pulling a stunt like this in the middle of the street will earn you the reputation of a poison doctor. Who will dare to seek you for treatment then?"

Mu Lin chuckled. "No one's ever come to me for treatment anyway. They all come to you. I just helped out a little on the side. If the blame gets pushed onto me, that would be a terrible injustice."

No matter how much Zhao Ling'Er looked down on and despised Qi Shengyang, she was starting to feel anxious.

If something happened to Qi Shengyang, Mu Lin would definitely be implicated.

"Brother Mu, what if something happens and Qi Shengyang's father comes looking for trouble?"

Mu Lin smiled. "I don't have a medical license to begin with. What can he do to me?"

There was no one to turn to. Qi Shengyang could only fend for himself.

The pain became unbearable. Qi Shengyang began to slam his head against the ground with great effort. If he could just pass out, it would be a form of release.

The concrete ground was covered in bloodstains, all from Qi Shengyang banging his head.

The passersby felt sick just watching. They wanted to look away, but the commotion was so great that it was impossible not to.

Mu Lin suddenly said, "Ling'Er, after today, he'll never dare to pester you again. The mere sight of you will probably remind him of this full-body agony."

'That's true,' Zhao Ling'Er thought. That pest Qi Shengyang had been clinging to her for so many years. She had always been wary of his father's position, so she had never used harsh methods to reject him, always afraid of provoking him.

After all, the Holy Medicine Hall was her and her grandfather's lifeline. If they lost it, it would be hard for them to even support themselves.

Seeing him in such a miserable state now, her excitement certainly outweighed any sympathy.

"It's actually quite delightful," she couldn't help but laugh.

Shi Huiguang had used up an entire pouch of silver needles. Qi Shengyang's entire body was covered in them, but what was the use?

There wasn't the slightest improvement.

Everyone present was a prominent figure from various circles. To have his reputation destroyed in front of them meant that rebuilding it would be incredibly difficult.

Qi Shengyang couldn't take it anymore either. He lunged forward like a dog, collapsing in front of Zhao Yang.

"Divine Doctor Zhao, I beg you, please save me!"

Zhao Yang looked at Mu Lin. "Mu Lin, he's already like this. Why not just let him go?"

Mu Lin shook his head. 'This won't do,' he thought. 'His mind is completely filled with a doctor's compassion for his patients, but do you really think that after you cure Qi Shengyang, he'll let go of his hatred for you?'

'People like him are venomous to the core.'

Mu Lin squatted down, grabbed Qi Shengyang by the hair, and lifted his head to look at his bloody, mangled face.

It was all self-inflicted.

"Well, you don't seem very sincere," Mu Lin said coolly. "Don't you feel like something's missing?"

Qi Shengyang misinterpreted his meaning and began to kowtow.

THUD, THUD, THUD, THUD. The scene instantly became very awkward.

The surrounding onlookers were awkward, and Mu Lin was awkward too.

'That's not what I meant.'

"I didn't tell you to kowtow. I'm asking you, will you continue to pester Miss Ling'Er in the future?"

Hearing the two words "Miss Ling'Er," Qi Shengyang suddenly realized Mu Lin wasn't Zhao Ling'Er's boyfriend.

But at this moment, even if someone tied up Zhao Ling'Er and threw her onto his bed, he wouldn't dare touch her.

"No, I'll never pester Ling'Er again."

"Alright, I'll remember that. Your reputation as the director's son is quite significant. You can run, but you can't hide."

Qi Shengyang was filled with resentment, worried that Mu Lin might involve his family, but he didn't dare show any of his anger.

"So, will you still target Divine Doctor Zhao? You won't retaliate against him, will you? I can't have a situation where I cure you, and you turn around and get the authorities to shut down Divine Doctor Zhao's Holy Medicine Hall."

"No! I won't! I absolutely won't! If I do, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"

Mu Lin wasn't in a hurry. He stood up and slowly circled Qi Shengyang.

"Everyone, see? I'm curing the sick and saving lives! I've treated this rich brat Qi Shengyang so well he's started talking like a human being!"

"Think about it, everyone. He's learned his lesson here with me today, so in the future, he won't go around bullying other girls anymore. He won't abuse his power just because his family is with the Bureau of Health, and his dad can avoid getting arrested by an Imperial Censor."

"Tell me, everyone, am I a good doctor or what!"

The onlookers just thought Mu Lin was being obnoxiously smug and couldn't be bothered to respond.

Mu Lin couldn't be bothered with them either and turned back.

Qi Shengyang started kowtowing again. THUD, THUD, THUD. A small pool of blood had already formed on the ground.

"Divine Doctor Zhao, he's all yours," Mu Lin said with a slight smile, moving to stand behind him.

Divine Doctor Zhao was stunned. 'What is he playing at? That bastard Shi couldn't solve this, and he wants me to do it? Is he kidding me?'

'Can I even do it? Shi Huiguang's skills are on par with mine, and he couldn't fix it even after trying his best. What makes him think I can?' Zhao Yang felt a wave of uncertainty.

With the matter of the Bai Family being brought up today, his confidence was already at its lowest.

If he had to do it, he would rather have Mu Lin do it for him.

Mu Lin smiled slightly. "Of course you can. You obviously know how!"

He quickly flashed the number five with his hand in front of Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang froze. 'Five... what about five? The Five-Heart Rejuvenation Needle!'

'Mu Lin taught me that! And since he said I can cure it, that must mean this situation is covered in the techniques Mu Lin has already taught me. I just need to go for it!'

'Alright!'

'I'll give it a try!'

In an instant, Zhao Yang regained his confidence and took a needle from the medicine pouch at his waist.

He quickly administered the treatment.

Within just a few breaths, Qi Shengyang's ragged breathing calmed down considerably.

Mu Lin smiled faintly. "Young Master Qi, does it still hurt?"

He lifted his head and said weakly, "It doesn't hurt anymore... It doesn't hurt!"

But the intense pain had completely drained his stamina. He was incredibly weak now, feeling absolutely miserable.