Chapter 83: Mr. Jiang, Please Stay!

Inside the Rescue Room, twelve upright silver needles seemed pulled by invisible silk threads.

Each silver needle precisely pierced the skin without error.

The needle tips quivered slightly, with a regular rhythm, as if resonating with the lingering breath inside Huo Lao's body.

Lu Shanqing and Sun Boyong held their breath, eyes fixed on Huo Lao's face.

At first, Huo Lao's complexion remained ashen, his lips bluish‑purple as before.

But as the last silver needle entered the Yongquan Acupoint, Huo Lao's fingertips suddenly twitched a little!

The movement was so slight that, unless the two watched intently, it would almost seem an illusion.

"It moved! Huo Lao's finger moved!"

Lu Shanqing's Excitement‑filled voice trembled, reaching out to touch, but Jiang Feng raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't touch, now is the Critical Period. If interrupted, all previous effort will be wasted."

Jiang Feng held his breath and focused, channeling a white stream of air through his fingertips into the needle, and the silver needle's trembling frequency suddenly accelerated.

Sun Boyong quickly grabbed Lu Shanqing, and the two stood again, watching Huo Lao's complexion gradually change.

The previously ashen face slowly showed a hint of blood color, and the bluish‑purple of the lips faded a bit.

Although the chest still rose and fell weakly, a clear breathing rhythm could be seen.

Time slowly passed amid the needle tip's trembling.

…

Outside the Rescue Room at this moment, the atmosphere in the Corridor had already grown dead cold to the extreme.

Huo Dongchen grew increasingly restless, pacing back and forth in the Corridor.

Since Jiang Feng entered until now, a full hour had passed, and Inside there was no movement at all.

"Why hasn't it improved yet? It's been an hour!"

Huo Dongchen scratched his hair, speaking with great worry.

"Brother, you think... Mr. Jiang might also be unable to help?"

Huo Dongting gave no reply, but his gaze gradually grew dark.

He steadied his breath more than his younger brother, yet at this moment he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

After Clinical Death, brain hypoxia for more than six minutes causes irreversible Damage.

And now an hour has passed; even though Jiang Feng's medical skill is supreme, it is probably still impossible to defy fate.

At that moment, Smith, who had been huddled in the corner, suddenly stepped forward and whispered a reminder.

"Mr. Huo, please don't wait any longer. The Golden Rescue Time in medicine is half an hour; now it's already an hour, and even the most advanced rescue devices cannot save him, let alone Jiang Feng who only uses a few needles."

Brian also echoed in agreement.

"Yes, Mr. Huo. That Jiang Feng is a Jianghu Swindler; he doesn't understand medicine at all!"

"He claims he can save you, but it's just to deceive your trust; later he'll say he tried his best and then demand a hefty fee."

"Shut up!"

Huo Dongchen suddenly turned, his eyes fierce as he stared at the two.

"If you dare defame Mr. Jiang again, I'll tear your mouths apart!"

Smith, frightened, stepped back a pace, yet still forced himself to speak.

"Mr. Huo, I'm speaking for your own good! You must not be fooled by swindlers! Your father has already... already passed away; why let his corpse be further tormented?"

Huo Dongting heard this and furrowed his brows tightly.

Smith's words were like a thorn, stabbing the place in his heart he feared most.

He looked toward the Rescue Room's door, his heart wavering for the first time.

Jiang Feng had been inside for so long, and no good news had come.

Could it really be as Smith said, merely buying time?

He took a deep breath and finally decided not to wait any longer.

He hurried toward the Rescue Room's large door, ready to push it open.

The door was suddenly pushed open from inside.

It turned out Jiang Feng and two others emerged from the Rescue Room.

"Mr. Jiang! My father—"

Huo Dongting hurried forward, but before he could finish, Smith cut him off.

Smith rushed to Jiang Feng's front, unable to suppress a Cold Smile.

"So? I told you he couldn't save him! Now you should admit you're a swindler, Mr. Huo; you saw it, he's a Jianghu Sorcerer, wasting your time!"

Brian also nodded, still with that lofty tone.

"Young man, medicine isn't about bragging! Quickly apologize, then leave, and stop making a spectacle here!"

Huo Dongting looked at Jiang Feng's calm face, and the last spark of hope in his heart gradually extinguished.

He deepened his breath, forced away the pain, and faced Jiang Feng with a grateful face,

"Mr. Jiang, regardless of the outcome, thank you for being willing to act. This favor, my Huo Family acknowledges."

Huo Dongchen also lowered his head, his eyes reddened, and said nothing further.

He knew in his heart that his brother's words meant tacitly accepting that their father could not be saved.

Jiang Feng heard this and gave a faint smile, "When did I ever say Huo Lao couldn't be saved?"

Then, he turned aside to make some space.

"Go in and take a look; Huo Lao has already awakened."

Everyone froze, as if they hadn't processed Jiang Feng's words at all.

Smith was the first to react, laughing loudly.

"Awake? Are you dreaming? Clinical Death for an hour—how could you wake? You think we'd believe your nonsense?"

Brian also snickered.

"Exactly! Don't even think of fabricating lies to trick us in, then use the chance to escape!"

Huo Dongting and Huo Dongchen both shivered all over.

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing an incredulous ecstasy in the other's eyes.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Jiang! Thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

Huo Dongting could no longer pay attention to anything else; he shoved Jiang Feng aside and, stumbling, rushed into the Rescue Room.

On the sickbed, Huo Lao had already opened his eyes.

Seeing his two sons rush in, he forced out a faint bitter smile.

His lips moved, emitting a weak yet clear voice: "Dong... Dongting..."

"Dad!"

Huo Dongting lunged to the bedside, tears instantly welling up, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm here! Dad, I'm here! How do you feel? Is anything uncomfortable?"

Huo Lao gently shook his head, his gaze sweeping over his son's reddened eyes, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"It's fine... just a bit tired... just now... seemed like I had a long Dream..."

Huo Dongchen also rushed in, kneeling on the other side of the sickbed.

"Dad, it's good you woke up! Good you woke up!"

The Smith and Brian who had also slipped in saw the scene, their smiles instantly freezing.

Clinical Death for an hour—actually revived?

How could this be possible?

Lu Shanqing clasped his fists, his face bearing deep reverence.

"Mr. Jiang, you truly created a Miracle! The Heaven's Mandate Reversal Yang Needle combined with the Qi-Control Needle—your technique might even surpass the ancient Medical Sage!"

Sun Boyong also nodded.

"Indeed! I've practiced medicine for decades, and only today learned that the limits of Traditional Chinese Medicine can reach this level! Mr. Jiang, you've brought great honor to our Traditional Chinese Medicine!"

Jiang Feng smiled, not paying much heed to the praise, but reminded the three inside the room.

"Huo Lao just woke, his body still Weak, needs quiet convalescence."

"I've already left a Prescription for Lu Lao's regimen; decoct the Medicine according to the Prescription, Three Times daily, and after half a month he'll be able to get out of bed and move."

Huo Dongting, hearing Jiang Feng's voice, Immediately rushed out of the Rescue Room.

He bowed deeply to Jiang Feng.

"Great kindness cannot be thanked! From now on you are the benefactor of the Huo Family, the Huo Family will forever owe you a life!"

Huo Dongchen also bowed.

"Mr. Jiang, before we were blind and doubted your medical skill. From now on, at your word, the Huo Family will climb Knife Mountain and descend Sea of Fire, never refusing!"

Smith and Brian stood beside them, their faces pallid, as if all strength had been drained.

Jiang Feng, not taking credit, after briefing the two Huo brothers, turned and walked out alone.

But at that moment, Smith and Brian suddenly rushed out, blocking Jiang Feng.

"Mr. Jiang, please stay!"