Chapter 2 - 0002 Sacred Healing Arts
"Young man, you're really impressive, having such medical experience at such a young age!"
"Impressive, now hurry up and save the person!"
"The old man can't hold on any longer, master, please act quickly."
Hearing Zhou Tian's analysis.
Combined with the reputation of the Medical Martial Arts Sect.
At this moment, Zhou Tian seemed like a youthful talented doctor.
Gaining the complete trust of everyone present.
"Are you really a doctor? Please save my grandpa!"
Song Shuyao's gentle voice seemed to carry a plea.
At this moment, the beautiful lady was looking up to him, making Zhou Tian feel extremely satisfied.
"Fool, it's congenital myocardial ischemia causing this, the atrium urgently needs blood, and you want to reverse the blood flow from the heart."
"That's sheer stupidity, a quack who misunderstands illness and harms people."
Ye Qingfeng merely glanced at the elderly patient.
And then, like Thunder, he shouted angrily at Zhou Tian.
With his Nine Tribulations Immortal Venerable's perspective.
If he couldn't see through such a minor illness, he might as well go run into a wall.
"Boom!"
Ye Qingfeng's words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.
After all, Ye Qingfeng had already been labeled as a pervert, a rascal-like indecent person in the hearts of everyone.
Compared to his words, the crowd was more inclined to trust Zhou Tian's words.
"Do you have a practicing certificate, or are you a disciple of a major medical establishment in Huaxia?"
Zhou Tian scoffed and spoke.
"Only useless people like you care about these things."
Ye Qingfeng replied indifferently.
"Turns out it's all bluster, are young people nowadays so impetuous, diagnosing with just a glance?"
"Master, you should quickly treat the patient! Don't mind what this guy says."
"Master, don't bother with a young man who knows nothing."
The opinions of the crowd were all in favor of Zhou Tian.
Ye Qingfeng's words, in the eyes of everyone, seemed like baseless frivolous talk.
Zhou Tian naturally glanced at Ye Qingfeng with pride.
"People are ignorant, but since I've seen it, I can't just sit idly by."
Ye Qingfeng didn't care about the stares of the crowd, nor the slightly mocking words.
Then, in a flash.
He approached the fainted elder.
At the same time, he placed his palm directly on the elder's chest.
Immediately, a warm energy spread from Ye Qingfeng's hand to the elder's atrium.
Nourishing the heart veins, myocardium, and the blood vessels connected to the heart.
Although now Ye Qingfeng's cultivation was completely gone, and his realm had fallen to the Qi Refinement Realm.
However, he once condensed immortal energy within his body.
At this moment, he inputted a trace of remaining energy from his body into the elder.
"Stop! Let go!"
"Ignorant kid, are you trying to cause a death!"
"This person is simply a scum of society."
Seeing Ye Qingfeng's actions.
The crowd began to scold.
"Humph! Isn't this just asking for trouble for yourself! Truly foolish!"
Zhou Tian's eyes fell on Ye Qingfeng.
Secretly, he sneered.
If this kid couldn't cure the elder.
And he healed him afterward, it would be his medical skills that saved the day.
If he couldn't cure him, he could blame it on this kid.
This kid might even be sent to prison.
No matter how you look at it, I will be the one who laughs last.
"You're putting my grandpa in danger!"
Song Shuyao was on the verge of tears, her pure face showing extreme panic.
In her heart, she loathed even more this scoundrel who had just taken advantage of her.
"Cough!"
Just as the crowd was about to stop Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng's palm had been on the elder's chest for less than ten seconds.
The elder let out a soft cough.
"Huff huff huff!"
Then, after a few rapid breaths, the elder's breathing became steady.
The previously pale and bloodless face now appeared rosy.
As long as one wasn't blind, they could see.
The elder, in the face of a sudden fatal acute illness, had one foot dragged back from the Yama Palace.
"He's really better!"
Song Shuyao's beautiful eyes widened, her expression filled with unimaginable delight.
Her previous aversion to Ye Qingfeng seemed to have dissipated significantly.
Not only her, the surrounding passengers who had just mocked Ye Qingfeng.
Each one was astonished.
However, the blush on their faces revealed their current inner shame.
The ability to cure a patient with a wave of a hand, what else could it be but Divine Doctor?
Yet earlier, they mistook him for a quack, speaking sarcastically toward him.
This face-slapping not only came quickly but also resounded loudly.
"Young man, truly, thank you, as an old man, I almost stepped into Yama Palace, but was pulled back by your miraculous hands like a dead tree reviving."
"I, as an old man, truly don't know how to thank you."
The elder seemed to have a certain aura about him.
At this moment after waking up, he was greatly grateful, thanking Ye Qingfeng.
"Sir, that's unnecessary."
"As the saying goes, 'A healer, and virtuous! Without medical ethics, how can one speak of medical skills? What I did was just a minor trick."
Ye Qingfeng waved his hand.
And said calmly.
These words made everyone around feel even more ashamed.
"This isn't a minor illness, it's a myocardial ischemia problem carried from birth, a headache for most Ancient Martial doctors."
"If a Divine Doctor's method can't be called miraculous hands, then how many quacks would there be in the world!"
The elder waved his hands repeatedly, seemingly very insistent about Ye Qingfeng's modest words.
"Shhh!"
As soon as the elder spoke, everyone's eyes instantly turned toward Zhou Tian.
The illness that the elder himself spoke of matched what Ye Qingfeng had discerned at a glance almost exactly.
And this so-called disciple of the Medical Martial Arts Sect had an opposing opinion.
If they had let this disciple of the Medical Martial Arts Sect treat earlier!
The consequence would've been ending in the elder's death.
"You... why are you all looking at me? This kid just lucked out, I'm with the Medical Martial Arts Sect, you need to believe in me!"
Seeing the crowd's malicious gaze focused on him.
Zhou Tian immediately flaunted his identity, shouting.
And after understanding the situation.
The elder's eyes filled with anger.
This disciple of the Medical Martial Arts Sect named Zhou Tian.
Failed to heal him.
And even slandered the Little Divine Doctor who saved him.
If the Medical Martial Arts Sect were all like this, wouldn't it be harmful to society?
How could someone of such poor character continue practicing medicine?
"Little Divine Doctor, rest assured, leave this person to me, I will ensure he receives the necessary punishment."
The elder's eyes fixed on Zhou Tian, then he spoke.
With his influence, dealing with Zhou Tian, a disciple of the Medical Martial Arts Sect, was nothing.
Even the Sect Leader of the Medical Martial Arts Sect had to show him some respect.
"If you dare touch me, the Medical Martial Arts Sect will destroy you!"
"You old man, even if I misjudged the illness, so what if I killed you?"
"And you, kid, just wait, once we reach Jiangnan City, if I don't break your arm, my name isn't Zhou Tian."
Zhou Tian laughed arrogantly.
His eyes filled with pride.
As if he didn't care about the crowd's pointing at him.
At the same time, Zhou Tian pointed at the elder and Ye Qingfeng, shouting.