Chapter 1632 - 1645: Revival

Chapter 1632: Chapter 1645: Revival

"You!" Sun Yan also caught the insinuation in the words, angrily stomped out her lady’s cigarette underfoot, called a "little hooligan," and sat on the rest bench with a lengthened face.

Her own identity is noble, why bother being upset with a little hooligan? After the major matters are finished, she can turn around and deal with him, it’s not too late.

Time passed second by second, occasionally medical staff would enter and leave the ward. Zhang Man wanted to go up and ask, but was afraid of interrupting the treatment, so she had to stand by the side, and when the door opened, she took the brief moment to anxiously tiptoe and peep inside.

In comparison, Sun Yan, as the biological mother, appeared much more indifferent. She crossed her legs, leaned back with eyes half-closed on the bench, lost in her own thoughts.

At this moment, the door to the isolation chamber was suddenly pushed open. Seeing Ken Ono and the accompanying experts’ gloomy expressions, Zhang Man’s heart skipped a beat, a premonition of doom surged within. Sure enough, the treatment failed. At the twenty-seventh minute of electroshock therapy, the girl’s condition suddenly worsened, within just a few minutes, her organ functions severely deteriorated. The crowd was caught off guard, tried several methods, but couldn’t save her.

"How could this happen?"

Zhang Man swayed, tears instantly welled up. The girl on the hospital bed no longer looked human, her skin was dark yellow, tightly wrapped around her bones, resembling a weathered mummy.

"In my years of medical practice, I’ve never encountered such a bizarre illness, maybe the treatment plan was wrong."

Ken Ono sighed heavily, bending over apologetically, "Miss Zhou, I am truly sorry!"

"Life and death are destined, and wealth is in the heavens! Ah Zhen had no fortune!"

Sun Yan took a deep breath, but her eyes didn’t show much grief. After a brief discussion and confirming the plan to store the body at the hospital, and holding the funeral when Liu Genyou returns, Sun Yan picked up a pen to sign the death certificate.

"Wait!" At this moment, Lin Mu suddenly spoke, "It’s not over yet. Signing now is too hasty, don’t you think?"

Uh-oh! Several experts from the municipal hospital’s faces changed, unable to suppress the urge to curse internally: What business is this of yours? The family has no objections, why are you, a young boy, sticking your nose in?

Liu Genyou’s daughter had died, and the hospital was eager to clear its involvement. Lin Mu speaking up at this moment was bound to attract animosity.

"What are you trying to do? Ah Zhen is already gone..."

"Who said that?"

Lin Mu let go of the girl’s emaciated wrist and asserted, "In my opinion, not only is she not dead, she’s very much alive!"

As soon as he spoke, the ward instantly erupted, Zhang Man stopped crying, a glimmer of hope surged within her, Sun Yan, incensed, coldly sneered repeatedly. The municipal hospital experts couldn’t wait to jump out, spitting as they furiously retorted, "What nonsense are you talking?! The patient’s breathing and heartbeat stopped twenty minutes ago, now even the brain has entered a state of death, medically speaking..."

"Don’t talk to me about medicine, you know nothing!"

Lin Mu sneered, with one sentence reducing the expert to turning whites of their eyes, unable to speak for a while.

Too lazy to waste words with them, Lin Mu, having confirmed his hypothesis, drew two three-inch silver needles from the portable needle box, one in each hand. Taking a deep breath, Lin Mu’s gaze focused, as a humming sound suddenly rose. The slender silver needle in his right hand, under the pinching movement of thumb and forefinger, began vibrating rapidly in the air, and within a moment, it turned entirely fiery red, radiating a hot heat wave.

The right-hand silver needle, under the pinching motion between his fingers, was gradually coated with a layer of crystalline frost. One cold, one hot, one icy, one fiery, two streams of air converged in the air, soon condensing into white mist.

"This seems like the traditional Chinese medical methods of Mountain Burning Fire and Bone-Chilling Cold, but it appears different from what’s recorded in the texts!"

Seeing this scene, the experts who were about to step forward to stop were stunned, instinctively halting their steps.

Ha! At this moment, Lin Mu had already inserted two silver needles into the girl’s left and right wrists, pop, a barely audible sound echoed, as if a film had been pierced, the body lying on the bed suddenly sat up.

Everyone in the ward jumped in fright, thinking it was a zombie resurrection, exclaiming repeatedly while retreating. However, after a while, there was no movement, and upon closer inspection, they found the girl still had closed eyes, was not breathing, seemingly just a muscular spasm condition reflex from earlier.

Suddenly, a rustling sound erupted, everyone quickly looked, only to see Lin Mu tossing the needle box into the air.

Silver light poured down.

He swiftly reached out both hands, his fingers flicking and plucking in the air, the movements flowing, elegantly like playing an ancient zither. Yet, the numerous falling silver needles, under his maneuver, pierced through the air, precisely embedding in the various acupoints on the girl’s upper body...

This act was truly unprecedented, regardless of its actual effectiveness, merely its flashy theatrics left everyone present staring in awe, almost forgotten to breathe.

When the seventy-second silver needle landed, Lin Mu dashed forward, touched the girl’s forehead, "Wake up!"

The clear shout echoed in the ward, the girl fiercely trembled, the silver needles embedded in her, whoosh, flew out in reverse. A silver light emerged from her brow, merging into Lin Mu’s right hand. This scene, no one saw, as everyone was completely rendered speechless by the miraculous sight that followed.

The girl, once terrifyingly skeletal like a mummy, at this moment, was like a withered tree encountering spring, injected with infinite vitality. Her white hair gradually disappeared, turning back to a glossy black, wrinkles on her face quickly smoothed out, her shriveled body began to become full and plump, resembling a wilting tree, revived overnight, becoming vibrant and lively...

The whole process seems long in description, but lasted only over thirty seconds. Soon, a girl with a delicate face, fair skin, appeared before everyone’s eyes.

"Mm!" Her delicate brows twitched twice, the girl moaned as she opened her eyes. Seeing a group of people staring at her like wolves, she was visibly startled, quickly pulling up the sheet, covered her beautiful upper body, huddled in the corner of the bed, fearfully asked, "What... what do you want?"

Silence, a deathly silence.

Anyone couldn’t have imagined that a girl who evidently had been declared dead, the corpse turned into such a state, could come back to life in just a few minutes, and moreover, seemed extremely healthy, completely devoid of the frail illness-ridden appearance when she was sent to the hospital.