Chapter 587: Chapter 587

"Fuck, my dad's body is all swollen from the beating."

"Indeed, my dad's old enough to be free of illness, but such a beating could have killed him."

The second and third sons were furious and ready to fight Lin Chen to the death.

The Pan family's faces were also filled with extreme anger; Lin Chen was actually beating their patriarch, which was essentially a slap in the face to the Pan family, to every single one of them.

Zhang Lao stretched out his hand to stop the crowd, saying, "What I asked you to look at was Elder Pan's body."

It was then that the two men fixed their gaze upon Elder Pan's body, and almost simultaneously, their eyes bulged with shock.

The second son, fuming with anger, said, "Look at this, look at my dad's body all bruised black by his beating."

"Idiot, the dark parts on Elder Pan's body are poison," Zhang Lao said with shock in his eyes.

Then, observing the bewildered expressions of the crowd, Zhang Lao continued, "It might seem like he's hitting randomly, but in fact, each of his punches is landing on one of Elder Pan's acupuncture points."

"If you pay attention, this punch here lands on the Shen Tong point, the next punch is at the Kun You point. He's not beating Elder Pan; he's actually treating him."

"What? Treating him?"

The Pan family members all felt dumbfounded. Massage as a form of treatment is one thing; usually, it involves gently pressing on acupoints, but this guy is swinging his fists and pounding their patriarch.

"Zhang, do you think we're fools? He's clearly attacking our patriarch. Get up now, or we won't be polite to you either," the third son said angrily.

At that moment, Pan Qiang stopped everyone and said, "Let's hear what Doctor Zhang has to say."

Right then, Doctor Zhang's gaze was on Lin Chen, who was swinging his fists, his face showing shock. "Wonderful, absolutely wonderful. How did I not think of this? Now, the poison in Elder Pan's body has no place to hide."

"Zhang Lao, what exactly is going on?" Pan Qiang asked, puzzled.

Only then did Doctor Zhang turn around and explain, "I've said before that there was nothing wrong with Elder Pan's body, but his bodily functions were declining continuously. I suspected poisoning, yet there were no signs of poison in his body."

"Are you saying my father was poisoned?" Pan Qiang's face turned cold.

Doctor Zhang nodded and said, "Exactly, look. Lin Chen's punches to Elder Pan's acupoints cause swelling of the skin, which forces the toxins inside his body to the surface."

"Brilliant, utterly brilliant," Doctor Zhang watched and continuously praised.

Everyone's gaze turned back to Lin Chen. Now, his punches seemed indeed to follow a certain pattern, alternately fast and slow, light and heavy. To their amazement, they saw Pan Kun's complexion had eased a lot and even started to look rosier.

"Could it be that he is actually treating the old man?"

The previously clamorous Pan family members suddenly fell silent, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them, their faces etched with shock.

"Could this young man, who hasn't even graduated from medical university, be an expert of some reclusive lineage?"

Seeing this, Pan Jing breathed a long sigh of relief, her face lighting up with excitement.

Lin Chen's final punch landed heavily on Elder Pan's chest.

Elder Pan started to retch, and Lin Chen hurriedly called out, "Quick, bring a basin over."

Then a servant rushed to place a wash basin in front of Elder Pan.

Pan Lao suddenly sat up, spewing out stenches of foul black water.

He kept vomiting for nearly five minutes, and after he had expelled all the black water, Pan Lao lay back down on the bed.

At that moment, Lin Chen took a box of silver needles out of his pocket, and like lightning, he inserted each needle into several acupoints on the head of Pan Lao.

Doctor Zhang watched Lin Chen's needle-throwing actions and was almost dumbfounded.

"Such quick needle techniques, in my decades of practicing medicine, I've never seen a young man move with such speed!" exclaimed Doctor Zhang with amazement.

Doctor Zhang watched Lin Chen's needles closely, his face growing more and more astonished, "Good heavens! Could this young man be using the long-lost Hua Tuo needle technique?"

Doctor Zhang remembered that when he was young, he had encountered an old Taoist who had used Hua Tuo's needle technique while treating a patient. It was said to be a total of 108 needles, but the old Taoist claimed he had mastered only six. Yet now, Lin Chen had already inserted more than ten needles and showed no signs of stopping. His hands moved like lightning, continuously inserting the silver needles into Pan Lao's acupoints.

"Could this guy have mastered all 108 needles?" Doctor Zhang was almost transfixed, silently counting in his heart.

Upon the thirty-sixth needle, Lin Chen indeed stopped his movements.

"My God, this guy actually knows Hua Tuo's unique technique. If this news gets out, the entire medical world will be shaken.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the thirty-six needles embedded within Pan Lao's body. They were visibly shocked to see the needles turning black before their eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Chen carefully pulled out the thirty-six silver needles. With the removal of each needle, a stream of black blood sprayed out.

After all thirty-six needles were removed, Lin Chen was drenched in sweat.

At this moment, Pan Lao's face had completely returned to a normal state, and even the swelling from Lin Chen's beating had miraculously vanished, as if he had never been hit.

Seeing Pan Lao's body restored as before, the entire Pan family fell into a hushed silence, looking at Lin Chen as if he were a monster.

This guy was like a devil; he had cured the Spirit Grass yesterday, and today he had brought Pan Lao back from the brink of death. His methods of treatment were also too bizarre. In their eyes, Lin Chen was becoming more and more unfathomable.

Finally, Lin Chen placed a medicinal pill into Pan Lao's mouth, then turned around and said to Pan Jing, "Your grandfather will be fine, he'll wake up within half an hour."

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Pan Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief, her face filled with gratitude.

"Lin Chen, thank you for saving my grandfather." Considering her recent doubts about Lin Chen, Pan Jing's face was full of guilt.

"Wife, there's no need to be polite, we're all family here. Why talk like strangers?"

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Pan Jing blushed. This was in front of the whole Pan family, this guy…

But at this moment, Pan Jing was not unhappy in the slightest; in fact, there was a hint of secret delight.

Just then, Lin Chen's gaze turned cold, falling onto Pan Li: "Just now, you seemed to say that if I cured Pan Lao, you would call me 'Grandfather'."

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Pan Li's face turned ashen, as everyone had heard his earlier statement.

Pan Li snorted coldly, "My grandfather hasn't woken up yet; who knows if you've really cured my grandfather's illness? You, a mere nobody, expect me to kneel and call you 'Grandfather'? Don't get above yourself."