Chapter 557: His Secret

Lin Yuan! Lin Yuan, wake up!!!

Mu Lingxue looked at the unconscious Lin Yuan on the ground!

She shook Lin Yuan hard, but he had fainted and showed no response.

Mu Lingxue looked again at that glaring bright blood.

She could no longer hold back; her tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Mu Lingxue's sobs grew louder, filled with helplessness and anxiety.

She tremblingly reached out, felt Lin Yuan's breath, sensing that faint but continuing airflow.

Mu Lingxue felt somewhat reassured; Lin Yuan still had breath.

But Mu Lingxue was soon overwhelmed by deeper anxiety.

Seeing Lin Yuan covered in wounds, blood continually seeping from the corner of his mouth...

Mu Lingxue gritted her teeth, steeling herself.

Never mind, I must take him to the hospital!

She took a deep breath, wiped the tears from her face, crouched down, and tried to put Lin Yuan's arm over her shoulder.

She wanted to help him up and carry him to the hospital.

But although Lin Yuan's body was weak, it still had considerable weight.

Mu Lingxue exerted all her strength, but could only move his body slightly.

Just then, the previously unconscious Lin Yuan's eyelids suddenly twitched slightly.

Immediately after, he struggled to open his heavy eyes.

Lin Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze unfocused.

When Lin Yuan saw Mu Lingxue's anxious face, he barely managed to focus.

"Don't... don't go to the hospital..." Lin Yuan's voice was extremely weak, as if squeezed from deep in his throat.

Hearing Lin Yuan speak, Mu Lingxue hastily wiped away her tears with her hand.

"Lin Yuan... you... you're awake! No, I must take you to the hospital!" Mu Lingxue insisted.

Lin Yuan shook his head, his voice trembling noticeably: "No need for the hospital; I can heal myself. I need you... you help me..."

"What nonsense! You must go to the hospital!" Mu Lingxue said, eyes red, voice choked with tears, still trying to help him up.

"Listen to me..." Lin Yuan weakly shook his head, his breath growing even fainter.

"Hospital... no... it would expose... help me insert the Silver Needle into my body's acupoints... I'll teach you... just follow my instructions... and it will save me..."

Mu Lingxue froze, looking at Lin Yuan's earnest yet weak eyes, her heart filled with conflict.

She had never touched acupuncture before, and didn't know how to accurately locate the acupoints.

But Lin Yuan's condition clearly could not withstand the ordeal of going to the hospital.

Seeing the pleading in Lin Yuan's eyes, Mu Lingxue's tears welled up again.

She bit her lip, then finally nodded heavily, choking out: "Okay... okay, I'll listen to you! I'll help you!"

"Thank you..." Lin Yuan gave a weak smile, then slowly closed his eyes.

Lin Yuan began to difficultly name the acupoints: "First... first find the Yin Tang point between the eyebrows... then the Shan Zhong point on the chest... and also the Nei Guan point on the inner wrist..."

Each time he named an acupoint, he paused a moment and gasped several rough breaths.

Evidently, even speaking exhausted all his strength.

Mu Lingxue held back her tears and listened carefully.

Lin Yuan, while speaking, would reach out to indicate the locations of the acupoints on his body.

Although Mu Lingxue was not versed in acupuncture, under Lin Yuan's guidance she could roughly determine the locations of these points.

She first took the Silver Needle from Lin Yuan's body.

Then Mu Lingxue carefully wiped the Silver Needle with a tissue.

Then she crouched down and located Lin Yuan's Yin Tang point between his eyebrows.

Mu Lingxue took a deep breath, then, following the force Lin Yuan had used before, gently inserted the Silver Needle.

After doing all this, her hand still trembled slightly.

Immediately after, she located the Shan Zhong and Nei Guan points, trembling as she inserted the Silver Needle into each.

After each insertion, Mu Lingxue would lift her head to check Lin Yuan's condition.

Seeing that he only frowned slightly with no other discomfort, she relaxed a bit.

"There... there's one more..." Lin Yuan's voice sounded again, with a faint embarrassment, "in... between my legs..."

Relying on her vague knowledge of the acupoints, Mu Lingxue located the spot and quickly inserted the final Silver Needle.

Her cheeks burned so hot they almost smoked.

As the final Silver Needle was inserted, Lin Yuan's body suddenly twitched slightly.

He could clearly feel a warm current slowly flowing from the pierced acupoints, spreading along the meridians throughout his body.

Lin Yuan's formerly cold, stiff body gradually grew warm.

The weakness in his limbs eased somewhat, and the severe chest pain lessened considerably.

He looked at Mu Lingxue, crouched beside him, her face flushed red, still softly sobbing.

Lin Yuan's voice remained weak but gained some steadiness: "Thank you... I... I feel much better..."

Mu Lingxue, hearing this, finally let go of her worried heart.

But her tears flowed even more fiercely.

Mu Lingxue looked at Lin Yuan's slightly improved complexion, choking out: "It's fine as long as you're okay... it's fine as long as you're okay..."

After a moment, the internal heat flow in Lin Yuan gradually stabilized, and his limbs regained some strength.

He was no longer as weak and limp as before.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, slowly propped himself up on the ground, and tried to rise.

Mu Lingxue, seeing this, quickly reached out to support his arm, carefully helping him steady his posture.

"I'm fine." Lin Yuan steadied his body, moved his wrist a bit,

Although still somewhat weak, he could already stand on his own.

He said softly to Mu Lingxue, his tone carrying a hint of gratitude.

"Let me help you sit on the sofa, don't push yourself." Mu Lingxue remained uneasy, still tightly holding his arm.

Mu Lingxue half-supported, half-assisted... brought Lin Yuan to the side of the living room sofa,

After watching Lin Yuan slowly sit down, Mu Lingxue then sat down on the single sofa beside him.

The flush on her face had not yet fully faded, but her eye sockets remained red.

After slightly calming her emotions, Mu Lingxue looked at Lin Yuan, and the questions and anger pent up in her heart surged forth.

Mu Lingxue furrowed her brows, her tone clearly questioning: "Weren't you just crazy?! Why did you kill them all? I still needed to interrogate them, to extract more secrets of the Thunder Tiger Sect from them!"

Lin Yuan leaned against the sofa, his fingertips lightly twisting.

He heard Mu Lingxue's questioning, his face showed no ripple.

Lin Yuan simply said calmly: "They cannot be left alive. My secret, they already know; once alive, they will surely reveal it."

"What secret cannot be revealed?" Mu Lingxue pressed, her tone more urgent: "Even if they knew, we could lock them up under strict guard! Do you not know that your indiscriminate killing has already violated the law?"

"You don't understand." Lin Yuan shook his head, his eyes turning grave: "If these people remain, the Thunder Tiger Sect will spare no effort to rescue them. With the Thunder Tiger Sect's means, it is not impossible to snatch people from the police. Once my secret is fully grasped by them, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Consequences? What consequences could be more serious than breaking the law?" Mu Lingxue stared intently at Lin Yuan.

She refused to let any detail go: "You must tell me! What secret could make you kill indiscriminately to silence everyone?"

Faced with Mu Lingxue's questioning, Lin Yuan closed his eyes and remained silent.

His secret concerns the inheritance of the Ghost Doctor Sect, the past of the Lin Family, involves many connections, and must not be lightly disclosed to anyone, even to Mu Lingxue who has helped him.

Seeing Lin Yuan unwilling to speak, Mu Lingxue's anger grew fiercer.

She abruptly stood up and walked to Lin Yuan's front.

Mu Lingxue's beautiful eyes coldly regarded him, her tone carrying an unquestionable authority:

"You won't speak? Fine! If you refuse to clarify things, I will arrest you now on charges of intentional homicide!"

Mu Lingxue's voice rang out firmly; she even instinctively reached for the handcuffs at her waist.

She was serious.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes, looking at the stern Mu Lingxue before him, a hint of helplessness appearing on his face.

After a moment of silence, Lin Yuan softly sighed.

Lin Yuan spoke with a hint of weariness: "Forget it… telling you is fine. I am the heir of the Ghost Doctor Sect."

"Ghost Doctor Sect?" Upon hearing these three words, Mu Lingxue's anger on her face instantly solidified.

Mu Lingxue was full of doubts, she furrowed her brows, her eyes full of incomprehension: "What sect is this? I've never heard of it before."

During her studies at the police academy, she had encountered much material about jianghu sects and ancient martial clans.

Yet she had never seen any record of the "Ghost Doctor Sect."

In Mu Lingxue's view, a sect is merely a group of martial practitioners gathered together; even if there are secrets, it would not drive Lin Yuan to mass slaughter and break the law to keep them secret.

Mu Lingxue leaned forward half a step, her eyes fixed tightly on Lin Yuan.

Her tone full of confusion and incomprehension: "Is it just a sect? To be this cautious, to kill everyone who knows just to protect this identity—what on earth is going on? Could this Ghost Doctor Sect be some nefarious hidden evil cult?"