Chapter 133: Confrontation (Part 6)

When Mu Lin entered the ward, all the staff remaining at the clinic had already taken their positions according to their assigned duties, each fully committed and ready to assist. Seeing Mu Lin walk in with his medicine case, his expression calm and composed, the staff felt an immediate surge of morale.

Mu Lin noticed that all the clinic staff were brimming with enthusiasm—exactly the energy he needed. Glancing around, he confirmed that all preparations had been completed.

“Originally, I planned to spend a month carefully treating the patient and, at the same time, helping you all gain more experience. But the current situation has become so complicated that time is no longer on our side.

“This is a confrontation between us and the Y government, as well as all the opposition factions—it’s a war without smoke or visible gunfire! If we cannot completely cure this patient within a very short time, once the protest event concludes, our country will certainly notify the Y government to take the patient back to quell the public outrage at home.

“Although the clinic might avoid a crisis, the good reputation we’ve built since our opening will be destroyed. From then on, the opposition will have grounds to attack us and reasons to mock us. In this war, our clinic will be the loser, and we will completely lose the honor we’ve always been proud of—the honor of an undefeated clinic.

“Therefore, I’ve decided to cure this patient completely within three days. I need everyone’s full cooperation!” Mu Lin declared firmly. He immediately noticed the skeptical looks on everyone’s faces, knowing they found his words hard to believe.

“Alright, stop looking at me like that! You all should know that I’ve never made empty boasts. If I say I can do it, I certainly can! Now, just focus on your own tasks!”

Mu Lin first took a small porcelain bottle from his medicine case and handed it to the nurse beside him: “Go give this medicine to the patient. We’ll start the treatment shortly.”

This was a Yuan-enhancing pill that Mu Lin had personally refined. Originally, he had no intention of wasting his limited supply of pills, but the current situation had forced him to use his last-resort resources.

He then took out a set of silver needles from his medicine case and said to the doctors behind him, “I had originally planned to give you all the opportunity to practice the Eight Evil Needle technique, but it seems that will have to wait. Now, you only need to watch carefully! Remember, no matter what happens, you absolutely must not make a sound!”

The silver needles Mu Lin held were unlike any the doctors had ever seen. They were a set of magical tools he had personally forged—straight, hollow, and without any unnecessary decorations. Ordinary people wouldn’t dare to use them; only those with true Yuan energy could wield them. This was the first time he had revealed them publicly. He had added pumice stone and other precious metals into the needles, greatly enhancing their flexibility and density. These needles were capable of withstanding Mu Lin’s Yuan energy, serving both as medical tools for healing and as magical weapons for combat. Therefore, they were thicker and longer than ordinary needles.

Mu Lin had forged ten such sets at once, all stored in his ring. The set in his medicine case had been prepared in advance for this treatment, with medicinal powder already placed inside each needle.

After the morning’s treatment and massage, combined with the effects of the Yuan-enhancing pill, the patient’s condition had improved significantly. However, seeing Mu Lin holding the long, gleaming silver needles, the patient couldn’t hide his fear and began struggling on the bed. Due to his panic, he couldn’t even speak properly, only making guttural sounds like “huh, huh.” His already distorted mouth and eyes now appeared even more grotesque.

If it weren’t for his weakened physical condition from long-term illness, the sight of such long needles in Mu Lin’s hands might have been enough to make a normal patient leap out of bed and run.

Seeing the patient’s frantic movements, Mu Lin didn’t bother to explain. He directly inserted a needle into the patient’s “sleep point,” instantly calming him down. During the upcoming treatment, the patient would need to expend a lot of energy, and Mu Lin didn’t want him wasting what little strength he had left.

“Wow! Teacher, did you just hit the patient’s ‘sleep point’? So such a point actually exists? I thought that was just something made up in martial arts novels!” one of the doctors couldn’t help exclaiming in astonishment.

Mu Lin turned to glance at the doctors behind him, and immediately, the commotion ceased. They suddenly remembered what Mu Lin had said earlier.

Following Mu Lin’s instructions, the medical staff removed the patient’s clothes, and Mu Lin began the formal treatment.

First, he inserted two silver needles into the main acupoints: Ba Xie and Ba Feng. With gentle twists of his fingers, the needles spun rapidly like tops, leaving the watching doctors in awe of Mu Lin’s technique. This was the true Ba Xie Needle technique—something they believed they could never master in their lifetimes.

A stream of Yuan energy passed through the needles, delivering the medicinal powder into the patient’s body while slowly unblocking his meridians. After a while, Mu Lin eased the Yuan energy’s blockage on the needles, and a stream of black blood flowed out, accompanied by a foul odor that quickly spread through the room, causing the nearby staff to instinctively cover their noses.

This black blood was actually the excess lead and other toxins that had accumulated in the patient’s internal organs and meridians. Due to the chaotic treatments at Y country’s hospitals, various drugs had mixed inside the patient’s body, forming new types of irritating toxins.

Under normal circumstances, using the clinic’s own medicines in combination with acupuncture to unblock the meridians, the patient could be completely cured within a month. However, the sudden change in the situation had left Mu Lin with no time to follow the standard procedure. He had no choice but to use his own Yuan energy to rapidly unblock the patient’s meridians.

The Ba Xie and Ba Feng points were major acupoints, so Mu Lin dared not use aggressive techniques. Instead, he employed gentle stimulation to nourish the internal organs and meridians, gradually expelling the toxic blood mixed with various drugs and lead.

Although the nurses were nearly overwhelmed by the stench, seeing Mu Lin continuing the treatment, they endured the odor and quickly used the gauze prepared for wiping Mu Lin’s sweat to clean away the dirty blood.

After sealing the needle holes with Yuan energy, Mu Lin inserted two more needles into the Qu Chi and Shao Hai points. Since these were not major acupoints, he used a more aggressive technique this time. Soon, a stream of black blood shot out through the needles, splattering all the way up to the ceiling of the ward.