Medicine Martial Prodigy

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"Bastard! How dare you come to the Song Family to perpetuate a fraud? I'll kill you!"

Song Jie immediately flew into a rage, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks upon Ivan. After he had enough, he pointed at Ivan and roared furiously, "If anything happens to my sister, your life is forfeit!"

Having said that, he turned his wrathful gaze towards a terror-stricken Wang Song, gnashing his teeth as he said, "And you, better pray that my sister is alright, or else, after today, there will be no Wang Family left in Jiangcheng City!"

Song Jie waved his hand authoritatively, "Take these two scoundrels away and lock them up!"

Several burly men quickly stepped forward, escorting Wang Song and Ivan away.

Ever since Song Yan had started vomiting blood, Luo Changsheng had already begun treating her. It took an immense effort, like that of nine oxen and two tigers, but he finally managed to stop her bleeding.

"Old Luo, how is Xiao Yan doing?"

Only when Luo Changsheng ceased his treatment did Song Qingshan dare to ask.

However, before the sweat-drenched Luo Changsheng had a chance to respond, Song Yan on the sickbed suddenly began convulsing violently.

"Xiao Yan!"

Desperation in his voice, Song Qingshan bellowed, "Old Luo, hurry and treat Xiao Yan!"

Without a moment to rest, Luo Changsheng rushed to treat her again, and this time, it took a full five minutes for Song Yan's convulsions to cease.

Song Qingshan, not daring to inquire about her condition, looked at Luo Changsheng. Sighing, Luo Changsheng shook his head and said, "Old Song, I'm helpless. You should prepare for her final affairs."

At these words, Song Qingshan's face turned ashen with despair. Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Old Luo, the young man you brought earlier, did he not say that within ten minutes, Xiao Yan would vomit a great amount of blood, and within twenty minutes, her entire body would convulse, and after half an hour, Xiao Yan's major organs would start to fail, and if she doesn't receive prompt treatment within an hour, there'll be no saving her?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was jolted awake.

Luo Changsheng stood frozen in place; he knew of Qin Chuan's impressive medical skills but hadn't expected him to be able to predict the patient's condition so precisely.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

In a state of panic, Song Qingshan yelled, "Xiao Jie, hurry and invite Divine Doctor Qin to save Xiao Yan!"

No sooner had his words fallen than they saw a familiar figure swiftly approaching. If not Qin Chuan, who else could it be?

"Divine Doctor Qin..."

Overjoyed, Song Qingshan eagerly gestured for people to push him forward, but as he was about to speak, Qin Chuan coldly rebuked him, "Move aside!"

"Mr. Qin!"

Seeing Qin Chuan arrive brought immense joy to Luo Changsheng. Just moments ago, he had been contemplating how to request Qin Chuan's aid for Song Yan. It was fortuitous that Qin Chuan hadn't left; otherwise, how could he have returned so promptly?

"Elder Luo, prepare the silver needles for me!"

As Qin Chuan was taking Song Yan's pulse, he instructed Luo Changsheng.

Luo Changsheng responded promptly, "I will sterilize the silver needles right away!"

The Song Family members present, observing Luo Changsheng acting as an assistant in the presence of Qin Chuan, were all stunned. After all, Luo Changsheng was known as the number one Divine Doctor in Jiangcheng City, yet there he was, like a student assisting a younger man.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Qin Chuan took the sterilized silver needles from Luo Changsheng and inserted them without a moment's hesitation.

An intense light flickered in Song Qingshan's eyes. Although he was no expert in medicine, he was experienced and knowledgeable enough to discern something special in Qin Chuan's decisive needling technique.

This young man was truly extraordinary!

It was not until this moment that he acknowledged Qin Chuan with genuine respect.

Luo Changsheng's face was filled with excitement. It was with these Seven Extremes Divine Needles that Qin Chuan had saved the barely breathing Qin Nian.

Regrettably though, Luo Changsheng was disappointed that Qin Chuan's needling was so swift he had failed to understand even the first needle before Qin Chuan had already completed the remaining six.

"Huh~"

After administering the seven needles, Qin Chuan finally let out a sigh of relief.

Song Yan's life had finally been saved!

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He had already left the Song Family, but halfway through, his heart wouldn't allow him to let a young woman die over his anger, so he returned to the Song Family.

"Mr. Qin, has Xiao Yan been cured?" Luo Changsheng asked cautiously.

Qin Chuan shook his head, glanced at Song Yan on the sickbed, and said, "I've only temporarily alleviated the damage caused to her body by the saline. The following treatment involves the patient's privacy, whether to continue the treatment or not is up to the Song Family."

Hearing that, Song Qingshan immediately said, "Cure her! It must be done! Divine Doctor Qin, I was blind earlier and offended you. I beg your forgiveness. As long as you can cure Xiao Yan, I'm willing to die right now if it's required!"

Song Jie also hastened to say, "Divine Doctor Qin, as long as you can cure Xiao Yan, my life is yours from now on!"

Qin Chuan was secretly astonished. Were Song Qingshan and Song Jie being too kind to Song Yan?

However, he was quite pleased with their attitude.

Qin Chuan then asked, "If I fail to cure Miss Song, will the Song Family blame me?"

Both Song Qingshan and Song Jie paused for a moment, then Song Qingshan promptly assured, "I swear, if you cannot cure Xiao Yan despite your efforts, the Song Family will not blame you! If the Song Family breaks this promise, we will surely be condemned by the heavens!"

This promise was quite significant, for a major figure like Song Qingshan to believe in such a thing.

Qin Chuan nodded, "In that case, I'll do my best. Leave just one female here, and the rest of you, wait outside!"

Soon, all others left Song Yan's boudoir, leaving behind only her mother, Xia Wanrong.

Xia Wanrong asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Qin Chuan said expressionlessly, "Take her clothes off."

Xia Wanrong's complexion changed drastically, but when she saw Qin Chuan's clear eyes and then looked at her daughter lying on the sickbed, barely breathing, she went over and took off her daughter's clothes.

Meanwhile, Qin Chuan washed his hands and then sterilized them.

When he was ready and looked towards the sickbed, the sleeping gown that had covered Song Yan's delicate body had been removed, exposing her pure white skin, as smooth and soft as mutton fat jade, with her exquisite physique laid bare before Qin Chuan's eyes.

To be alone with a strange man and her completely undressed daughter, Xia Wanrong was filled with embarrassment.

To her surprise, Qin Chuan's gaze remained clear when faced with Song Yan's perfect body, seemingly unaffected.

At that moment, Qin Chuan stretched out his hands, pressing them on Song Yan's pristine white feet and gently massaged them.

From her feet, he worked his way up, her slender jade legs, her full yet not plump waist, and then higher...

Xia Wanrong felt like she was on pins and needles as she watched her daughter being touched all over by a stranger.

At first resistant, she wanted to stop him several times, but when she noticed that Song Yan's pale skin, from prolonged illness, began to regain its color at a visible rate under Qin Chuan's massage, her face lit up with excitement.

Xia Wanrong examined Qin Chuan's massage technique more carefully, and her shock deepened. As Qin Chuan massaged, black, viscous sweat began to seep out from Song Yan's reddened skin.

"This is..." Overcome by disbelief, the experienced Xia Wanrong widened her eyes and exclaimed, "This is Marrow-Cleansing and Body-Refining!"

As the daughter-in-law of Jiangcheng City's wealthiest family, how could she not recognize this? She knew only the most high-grade Elixirs could have such an effect, but she had never heard that massage could produce the same result.

The Elixirs for Marrow-Cleansing and Body-Refining were priceless treasures on the market. Even the Song Family had only seen Song Qingshan use such an Elixir many years ago. No one else had even laid eyes on it.

Just then, Qin Chuan finished the massage, looking pallid and unwell, as the seemingly simple procedure had taken a great toll on him.

With concern, Xia Wanrong asked, "Divine Doctor Qin, are you alright?"

Qin Chuan shook his head and replied, "Miss Song is no longer in grave danger, but for a full recovery, the same massage must be repeated seven more times."

With that, he left immediately.

No sooner had Qin Chuan stepped out, a voice filled with helplessness suddenly rang out, "To be touched all over seven more times by him..."

Xia Wanrong turned sharply to see her daughter, who had been unconscious for a full month, sitting up from her sickbed, her cheeks colored with bashful redness.