Ultimate Master in Urban

"Yangyang, let Big Brother take a look at your injury!"

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, the passengers at the site were initially stunned, then their faces lit up with joy.

This young man had revived an elderly person before; they wondered if he could save this little boy as well.

However, as soon as they remembered that the boy was suffering from sepsis, their faces instantly fell.

Sepsis occurs when bacteria enter the bloodstream, reproduce massively within it, and cause organ failure. It is difficult to treat and the costs are also very high.

At that moment, Ye Feng squatted down and began to remove Yangyang's shoes.

As the shoes were taken off, Yangyang, in pain, kept drawing sharp breaths, and sweat immediately appeared on his forehead. The tough little guy clenched his teeth tightly, not making a sound.

When the shoes were removed, all the passengers who saw this gasped in shock. Yangyang's entire foot was mangled, with clusters of bloody bruises spreading to his lower leg. Clearly, the sepsis was beginning to spread upwards. It wouldn't be long before these bloody bruises covered his whole body, leading to inevitable organ failure and death.

The passengers, with tears in their eyes, felt deep sympathy for the young boy suffering such misfortune at such a young age.

"Big Brother Ye, think of something, you must be able to save Yangyang!" Fang Qingxue said, turning away to wipe her tears as she spoke to Ye Feng.

The two elderly people, knowing their grandson's condition, looked hopeless: "Young lady, don't trouble this young man. Our hospital has no solution for Yangyang's condition, either. The doctors said that amputation is the only option. If it's not done, in two more months, the infection will spread throughout his body, and even God won't be able to help then!"

As they spoke, tears streamed down their faces. They knew amputation would ruin Yangyang's life, but they felt helpless.

As everyone's mood sunk, Lai Hongbin, who was nearby, frowned deeply. Looking at Yangyang's mangled foot made him feel nauseated, and he showed clear repulsion:

"Qingxue, let's go back! This disease is just disgusting, seeing too much of it makes me feel sick!"

No sooner had Lai Hongbin finished speaking than he felt the atmosphere shift.

He saw Fang Qingxue and the other passengers glaring angrily at him, and only then did Lai Hongbin realize he had crossed a line, his face turning awkward. He could only turn to Ye Feng to change the subject:

"I'm saying, Brother Ye, you should stop showing off here! While sepsis may not be terminal, this boy's leg is definitely gone! Let's let him rest and get to the big hospital in Jiangnan City!"

Lai Hongbin's words were filled with disdain for Ye Feng; he didn't believe Ye Feng could find a solution and thought he was only trying to impress Fang Qingxue.

After hearing this, Ye Feng frowned. He hadn't paid much attention to this Lai Hongbin guy, but the man kept baiting him.

"If trying to save lives in your eyes is showing off, then what are you!"

Ye Feng gave Lai Hongbin a cold look.

The other passengers, who had already disliked Lai Hongbin, especially since Ye Feng had retrieved their wallets, now sided with Ye Feng.

"Get lost! What are you doing even talking here!"

"Exactly! You young guy, looking decent but speaking so vilely!"

"Just go! Or I'll beat you up!"

The passengers crowded around Lai Hongbin, looking ready to physically throw him out if he didn't leave.

Lai Hongbin hadn't expected this reaction, his face turning as red as a liver, both ashamed and angry. Seeing that the passengers were about to get physical, he quickly fled back to his seat.

"Haha... What a coward, he really got scared and ran!"

"Hmph! All talk no game, just a coward, spit!"

The passengers were pleased to drive Lai Hongbin away, since they couldn't stand his constant jabs at Ye Feng.

From a distance, Lai Hongbin heard these mocking words and wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground, his resentment towards Ye Feng growing stronger.

"Hmph, think you're tough! But in Jiangnan City, I, Lai Hongbin, must reclaim the scene!"

With a bitter look, Lai Hongbin glanced at Ye Feng, then discreetly took out his phone and dialed a number.

Ye Feng, unconcerned about Lai Hongbin, slowly rolled up Yangyang's trouser leg, revealing all the bloody bruises on his leg.

"Big Brother Ye, is there a way?"

Fang Qingxue was very anxious. If such a young boy lost his legs, how would he live in the future?

However, she also knew that sepsis was incredibly hard to treat. Although Ye Feng had previously healed an elderly person's stroke, sepsis was far more difficult to treat than a stroke. Even if there was no solution, no one would blame him.

"I can try! While I might not be able to completely heal Yangyang, saving his legs is still doable," Ye Feng nodded and then said.

What!!!

Upon hearing this, all the passengers around, including Fang Qingxue, were stunned! They had never hoped for Ye Feng to fully cure Yangyang; they only hoped he could alleviate some of the little guy's pain, yet they hadn't expected to hear such an answer.

"Young man, can... can you really cure our Yangyang?" The two elderly people trembled, their words shaky as they still couldn't believe it.

For the past half a year, they had visited every hospital in the county, even those in neighboring counties, and tried numerous traditional remedies, but Yangyang's condition had only worsened.

However, they now seemed to see hope, even though it was a young man in his twenties who said it, but at this moment, the two elderly people still chose to believe.

"Big... brother! Can I avoid amputation?" Tears already filled Yangyang's small face. He knew what amputation was and was also filled with fear and despair about amputation. However, to avoid saddening his grandparents, he had always kept these fears and despair to himself.

It wasn't until now that he had heard his idolized big brother say that he could heal him!

At this moment, Yangyang was sobbing uncontrollably!

p>Ye Feng could empathize with Yangyang's feelings and simply patted his little head, saying, "Don't worry! Big brother keeps his promises!"

"I believe, I believe!" Yangyang was crying and laughing at the same time, overwhelmed with excitement.

Not far away, Lai Hongbin overheard their conversation, and a mocking sneer crossed his lips.

"It seems this youngster is a charlatan, even able to utter such foolish words! Idiot!"

Although Lai Hongbin was disdainful of Ye Feng, knowing that the travelers harbored hostility toward him, he did not approach but simply watched the drama unfold from his seat.

He really wanted to see how Ye Feng would end up.

"Try to play me, I'll play you to death! When we get to Jiangnan City, you'll see how tough I am!"

Though many travelers were skeptical about Ye Feng's words, they ultimately chose to believe, as the young man had already demonstrated something extraordinary despite his youth.

Ye Feng didn't talk nonsense. At this moment, he took out a set of Silver Needles and tore a piece of cloth from his clothing.

Seeing this set of Silver Needles, the crowd felt a surge of confidence. Perhaps this young man did have a way.

"Take this cloth strip, and when I say 'tie', you use this strip to bind Yangyang's thigh!" Ye Feng called a young man over and handed him the cloth strip, instructing:

"Remember, be sure to tie it tightly!"

"Sure thing!" This young man looked like a student, but at this moment, he admired Ye Feng greatly and readily agreed.

Ye Feng nodded and then placed his palm on Yangyang's thigh, his eyes slightly closed.

Streams of energy dissipated through his palm. With this energy concentration, the blood infected by microbes furiously gathered toward Yangyang's legs, turning them bright red in a blink of an eye.

"Tie!"

Ye Feng softly shouted, and the young man quickly began wrapping the cloth around Yangyang's thigh.

After securing it tightly, Ye Nan released his hand and then swung the Silver Needles, swiftly piercing several acupoints on Yangyang's leg.

Ye Feng's hands were extremely fast, fluttering like butterflies through flowers. By the time Fang Qingxue and the others could see clearly, he was already done.

Seeing that Ye Feng had pierced nine needles into Yangyang's leg acupoints, Fang Qingxue hurriedly asked:

"Ye Feng, how is it?"

The rest of the travelers and the two elderly people also eagerly looked at Ye Feng, his needle insertion technique just now had indeed boosted their confidence significantly.

"Wait for ten minutes!" Ye Feng smiled slightly and then rolled up Yangyang's other pant leg. He tore another cloth strip from his clothing and handed it to the young man.

Ye Nan's technique was similar to before, and in no time, eighteen Silver Needles were inserted into Yangyang's legs.

"Look, Yangyang's legs are turning red!"

After five minutes, Yangyang's legs were densely covered with a red hue, as if they started to engorge, and little by little, pus flowed down from the bruised spots on his legs.

This pus carried an unpleasant odor, but Fang Qingxue didn't mind and took out a tissue, continuously wiping it off for Yangyang.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Yangyang's legs had become entirely blood red, as if they were painted with red paint.

Seeing that the time was about right, Ye Feng took out a prepared plastic bag and placed it under Yangyang's feet.

Using a blade, he made a cut on top of Yangyang's feet, and instantly, two streams of dark, fresh blood flowed out.

"Yangyang, does it hurt?" Fang Qingxue, seeing this scene, asked heartachingly.

"It doesn't hurt. I feel very comfortable, as if my legs and feet have lightened up!" Yangyang's face was excited, and he no longer looked listless as before.

Seeing this scene, the travelers and the two elderly people were both shocked and delighted, while Fang Qingxue's gaze towards Ye Feng was filled with softness. She found Ye Feng in his focused state particularly charming.

the dark blood streamed for a full five minutes before it finally stopped. The blood-red color had receded from Yangyang's legs, and even the bruises had significantly lightened.

Ye Feng threw the half-filled bag of fresh blood into the trash and then took out a tube of ointment from his pocket, applying it to the wounds on Yangyang's feet before finally removing the eighteen Silver Needles.

"Ye Feng, did it work?" Fang Qingxue, seeing a rejuvenated Yangyang full of energy, asked joyfully.

"Don't worry! The blood in Yangyang's legs infected by bacteria has all been drained. Now, he just needs to recuperate for a month, and he'll be able to walk like a normal person!" Ye Feng, while unravelling the cloth strips from Yangyang's legs, said with a smile.

"Of course, you'd better go to a major hospital in Jiangnan City for recuperation to avoid further bacterial infection of the wounds!"