Chapter 7: The Three Yins

After getting off the car, a row of people was already standing at the gate. A middle-aged man stepped forward first, extending both hands to grasp Mulin’s: “Welcome, young miracle doctor, to our humble abode to treat my daughter. I, Hong, and everyone at Hong’an Hall are deeply grateful! This must be your younger sister behind you. Haha, both young ladies are naturally stunning!”

“Miracle doctor is fine, but why add ‘young’?” Mulin muttered, then said loudly, “No, no! I should thank Hall Master Hong for your warm invitation. Without it, I wouldn’t have had the chance to visit beautiful Hong Kong! As for my sister, her plain looks hardly deserve your praise, Hall Master Hong.”

Following local customs, Mulin gracefully greeted everyone with the etiquette he had learned from his teacher. Looking at the man before him, it was hard to associate him with the leader of a gang of thousands.

Meifang and Meizi followed obediently. Having been carefully nurtured by Mulin and no longer performing acrobatics, they had naturally regained their striking beauty. However, being young, their feminine allure was not yet fully apparent.

After dinner, citing their travel fatigue, Hall Master Hong invited them to rest early. Mulin visited the girls’ room and asked, “Little sisters, do you like Hong Kong?” They naturally replied that they did.

Mulin continued, “I’ll let you know, after I cure this person’s illness, I plan to go to the U.S. What are your plans? Will you come with me or stay here?”

Without hesitation, they said, “Of course, we’ll go with you!”

Meizi, with a tearful tone, asked, “What, brother? Don’t you want us anymore?”

“Of course not! I just wanted to share my plans and get your opinions so I can make arrangements,” Mulin reassured them before returning to rest.

The next morning, after breakfast, Hong’an Hall’s Master Hong Kun appeared before Mulin, saying awkwardly, “I’m sorry, Mr. Mu. My daughter has been frail since childhood, and we’ve spoiled her. She’s a bit willful. Could we postpone her treatment for a couple of days?”

Mulin understood that the young lady was skeptical of him, likely due to his youth, and reluctant to let him treat her. He replied nonchalantly, “That’s fine. Are there any larger Chinese medicine shops around? I’d like to visit one. Could you arrange a guide for us? We’d also like to explore Hong Kong Island.”

Hong Kun handed Mulin a stack of cash, saying, “Mr. Mu, this is a small token. Please accept it for your sisters’ expenses.”

Mulin declined, “I don’t accept rewards without merit. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Hong. We’ll take our leave now.”

With a guide provided by the Hong family, they spent the day wandering. At the evening banquet, they met Hong Kun’s family. Mrs. Hong was elegant, and the eldest daughter, tall and well-proportioned, stood a head taller than Mulin. Dressed in a snow-white dress, she looked adorable, like a fairy, but her delicate face was cold and pale, devoid of color. Her first words humiliated Mulin.

“Dad, is this the so-called romantic scholar and young miracle doctor who hasn’t even had a day of proper education? He looks younger than me. Can he even write his own name?”

Before he could respond, her second remark infuriated him. “Mom, look at these two girls. Why are they dressed worse than our housemaid? How poor and tacky!” The room fell silent.

The next morning, Mulin rose early and left a thank-you letter for Hall Master Hong, unwilling to owe anyone favors. He told his sisters, “Now we’re on our own again.” They went to Tianxiang Pharmacy on Tsim Sha Tsui’s Ferry Street. Inside, Mulin asked the clerk to fetch the manager and sold two antelope horns, a piece of amber, two kilograms of tiger bone, and two kilograms of cordyceps, earning over 100,000 yuan.

With some money in hand, he felt more at ease. He took his sisters to Women’s Street to buy new clothes, opened a bank account, and that evening, they took a boat to Macau.

After settling into a hotel, Mulin visited the then-legal Lisboa Hotel Casino and Palace Casino, Southeast Asia’s largest. He casually won over 4.6 million yuan before returning to the hotel.

After five days in Macau, he earned 150 million yuan, though his main goal was to shake off Hall Master Hong’s people. On the sixth day, they went to Sha Tin Racecourse to bet on horses. Back then, the racecourse had lax rules, allowing anyone with money to bet, regardless of age. Over five days, Mulin won 230 million yuan by assessing the horses’ conditions and using his divine sense to clear their meridians, ensuring victory.

With money secured, he hired a professional law firm to handle IDs and passports. During the wait, he informed Hall Master Hong, giving him a month until the passports were ready. Mulin and his sisters continued exploring Hong Kong.

One day, while strolling through Hong Kong Polytechnic University, they encountered a chaotic group of students. Approaching, they saw a female student had fainted, and the ambulance hadn’t arrived. Mulin stepped forward, saying, “I’m a medical student. Let me take a look.”

The crowd parted. Mulin examined her and felt a sense of familiarity but didn’t dwell on it. He checked her pulse and nearly exclaimed, “Triple Yin Blocked Meridian!” After a moment’s thought, he took out golden needles, targeting the Zhongchong, Laogong, Tongli, and Zhigou acupoints, while channeling a trace of Yuanyang energy to gently nourish her hand’s three yin meridians.

He also had her classmates find nitroglycerin in her pocket, which she took sublingually. The girl showed signs of waking. Mulin removed the needles and left as the ambulance arrived.

Meizi looked at Mulin and said, “Brother, I recognize that girl. She’s the Hong family’s eldest daughter!”

“Is that so?” Mulin replied calmly, now aware that without his treatment, Miss Hong wouldn’t live past 30. Since he knew, he decided to treat her, regardless of who she was, to avoid owing favors.

The next day, he called Hong Kun, explaining his daughter’s condition and the encounter at the university, leaving the decision to treat her up to them. However, if he were to treat her, she’d need to apologize for her earlier remarks to him and his sisters.

On the third day, Hong Kun brought his reluctant daughter to meet them. After introductions, they learned her name was Hong Jiani. She offered a curt apology, then haughtily stood behind her father, saying nothing.

Mulin said calmly, “Since Miss Hong has come around, little sisters, let’s be guests at Mr. Hong’s place for a few more days.”

At Hong Kun’s residence, Mulin told him, “Mr. Hong, we owe you a favor. I won’t charge for treating her this time, but you’ll need to cover the medicine costs. I’ll give you a list to purchase.”

Hong Kun knew Mulin’s principles: he didn’t haggle with ordinary people, but that didn’t mean he’d tolerate their disrespect. If Mulin teased or mocked you, there was still room for interaction; if he was overly polite, it meant your connection was over, a one-time deal.

Hong Kun, anxious inside but showing it on his face, said, “Mr. Mu, it’s all my daughter’s fault. Please, don’t hold it against a young girl.”

“Seems I’m not even as old as your daughter, am I?” Mulin replied coolly.

“Oh no, he’s using ‘you’ formally. Daughter, you’re on your own!” Hong Kun stepped back silently.

Mulin wasn’t one to take a loss. Not only did he list the necessary herbs for treatment, but he also included the materials he’d previously sold, plus some items he fancied. If Hong Kun bought them, Mulin would save hundreds of thousands. Compared to what Hong had spent on his daughter’s illness over the years, this was still a bargain for him.

After the items were purchased, Mulin prepared alone in a room for two days. On the third day, he called Hong Jiani in alone, warning Hong Kun that no one should enter, or they’d bear the consequences. Mulin had already set up a formation in the room, as the treatment required his true essence, and any disturbance could harm him.

As Hong Jiani entered, he activated the formation. “Take off your clothes!” Mulin said coldly.

Hong Jiani removed her outer layer and stood there, staring defiantly at Mulin without a word. Mulin’s face reddened; it was his first time seeing a young woman undress in front of him. With so many acupoints involved, some were hard to access through clothing.

“Keep going!” Mulin ordered coldly.

“What! You little pervert! Creep! Bumpkin! Shameless! So young and already so lecherous, keeping a couple of little girls! I don’t want your treatment. Help!” As Mulin approached with a stern expression, Hong Jiani screamed in fear.

“Too late! You’re in here now, and it’s not up to you!” Mulin said, swiftly inserting two needles, silencing her screams.

He sat cross-legged, placing Hong Jiani face-down across his lap. Holding her struggling form with one hand, he spanked her with the other, scolding, “You brat! Think you’re above everyone? So arrogant! So rude! So reckless with your words! With your figure? Even if you begged, I wouldn’t care! Today, I’m disciplining you on behalf of your father, your mother, Meifang, Meizi, myself, Uncle Tai, and Old Scorpion!” Each curse was paired with a smack.

Hong Jiani, pampered her whole life for her beauty and kind heart, had never been treated this way. She targeted Mulin because she genuinely thought he was a fraud. Now, spanked and humiliated by his words, she fainted from shame and anger.

Noticing her silence, Mulin flipped her over and saw she’d passed out. “Heh, perfect.” His method was to stimulate her blood flow, though it was a bit harsh.

Quickly removing her inner garments, he placed the unconscious girl in a medicinal basin, slipping a pill into her mouth and positioning her in a five-heart-to-heaven posture. Taking out pre-prepared golden needles, he used his true essence to insert them remotely, leaving a trace of essence in each to clear her meridians.

After inserting 36 needles, Mulin assumed the same posture, placing his hand on her middle dantian to dispel the extreme yin energy in her body. Her condition, the Triple Yin Blocked Meridian, stemmed from excessive yin essence solidifying and gradually clogging her hand’s three yin meridians. Once fully blocked, she’d die. But this yin energy was a perfect tonic for Mulin’s Yuanyang true force, and he believed this treatment could push him to the peak of the mid-Yuandan stage or even the lower late stage.

After a long time, Mulin finished but didn’t break through to the mid-stage peak.