Chapter 743: Resurrection

In just a short half-hour, Qin Bore's phone…… received a bank notification of the funds arriving.

One hundred billion, not a penny less, steadily deposited into the account of the Divine Phoenix Group.

Lin Yuan, standing nearby, heard the notification tone from Qin Bore's phone, and the whole person went dumbfounded.

Lin Yuan widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, as a storm of shock surged in his heart:

This…… this actually happened? In just half a day, Qin Bore…… actually extorted a hundred billion?!

Lin Yuan couldn't help but mutter to himself:

The speed of making money is also damn fast, huh?

This is even faster than robbing a bank.

Lin Yuan never imagined that someone could…… so easily get a hundred billion??

For a moment, Lin Yuan actually couldn't react. His gaze toward Qin Bore gained a few more points of awe and incredibility.

Qin Bore lowered her head…… glanced at the payment notification on her phone, with not a ripple in her eyes.

As if this hundred billion was nothing but a trivial matter to her.

But before she could put away her phone, Uncle Wang's furious voice exploded through the earpiece.

On the phone, Uncle Wang shouted, "Qin Bore! I've already transferred the money, hurry up and release Young Master Du! If a single hair is missing from him, I will bury you and the Divine Phoenix Group with him!"

Qin Bore's tone was cold, holding the phone she replied lightly:

"Why the rush? The money just arrived, I will naturally release him……"

Qin Bore instinctively lowered her head…… gazing at Du Jie collapsed on the ground.

Only then did she notice that Du Jie…… had long since stopped his wailing, eyes tightly shut, head limp and tilted to one side……

This??

Du Jie's complexion…… was as pale as paper, even his lips had lost all color.

Du Jie's blood…… continued to seep from the wounds on his palms and ribs, staining the ground beneath him red.

Obviously, Du Jie had already passed out again from excessive blood loss and severe injury??

Moreover, this time his breath was extraordinarily weak, even his body's twitches became extremely slight, making his appearance more miserable than any previous time.

He was already at death's door, as if he would completely stop breathing in the next second.

Qin Bore furrowed her brows slightly, withdrawing the indifference from her face.

She sensed that something was off with Du Jie?

Qin Bore slowly bent down, extending her fingertip, lightly probing Du Jie's breath……

The spot her fingertip touched was icy cold, with no airflow in or out, not even the faintest breath detectable.

Qin Bore's fingertip paused, a fleeting hint of surprise flickering in the depths of her eyes.

Qin Bore muttered to herself inwardly:

"No breath? Is he dead already?"

She merely wanted to extort some money, to teach a lesson to this clueless Du Jie.

She never expected that this Du Jie…… would be so fragile.

Just a broken finger, a pierced palm, a stabbed rib, and he couldn't endure it.

Lin Yuan, standing nearby, also sensed something was wrong.

Lin Yuan hurried forward, following Qin Bore's gaze to Du Jie, seeing him motionless, his face as pale as paper, and couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

An Yunxi's pretty face was anxious as she tentatively asked, "President Qin, what…… what happened to him?"

Qin Bore slowly withdrew her hand, her tone carrying a hint of surprise, yet still without a trace of pity:

"No breath, he's dead."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present froze completely……

Lin Yuan widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Although he knew Du Jie's injuries were severe, he never expected…… Du Jie would die outright;

The veteran gang leaders at the bar entrance were even more terrified, trembling all over.

These leaders' faces were paler than Du Jie's, each staring at the others, their eyes filled with panic:

"Du Jie is dead, the Shangqing Group will surely not let this rest."

Now, the entire Jiangnan underground world is likely to descend into chaos!

Meanwhile, Uncle Wang on the other end of the phone, upon hearing Qin Bore's light utterance 'dead,' instantly erupted in fury.

On the phone, Uncle Wang's voice was hoarse and fierce, almost bursting the earpiece, as he bellowed:

"Qin Bore! You went back on your word! I already transferred a hundred billion to you, yet you dare kill my young master?! I tell you, I will make the entire Hangcheng underground world pay the price! I will have the Divine Phoenix Group repay blood with blood, so that you and everyone related will be buried with Young Master Du!"

That furious voice could be faintly heard by many present.

The veteran leaders…… were so frightened they didn't even dare to breathe, fearing they'd be implicated.

Yet Qin Bore remained composed, even curling the corner of her mouth into a faint sneer.

Qin Bore, speaking unhurriedly to the person on the other end of the phone, said:

"Don't rush to issue threats; your young master should still be savable. It's just a cessation of breath—if luck is on our side, I happen to have a divine doctor nearby; whether he lives depends on his skill."

Speaking, Qin Bore turned her head, lifting her gaze to Lin Yuan, who was still…… stuck in shock beside her.

Qin Bore, without changing her expression, gave him a meaningful look.

In Qin Bore's gaze lay both an unquestionable command and a hint of firm assurance.

Immediately afterward, Qin Bore spoke casually, addressing Lin Yuan:

"Lin Yuan, here, I give you a task: save him. Are you confident?"

Lin Yuan, upon hearing this, instantly snapped back to his senses, his face full of astonishment.

Lin Yuan subconsciously opened his mouth to refuse, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

"Uh…… this, he's already stopped breathing, I…… I also have no confidence, this isn't an ordinary injury—it's massive blood loss plus severe trauma causing coma and cessation of breathing, I……"

Before Lin Yuan could finish his sentence, Qin Bore directly cut him off.

Qin Bore's tone was firm, leaving Lin Yuan no chance to rebut.

"I knew you had the confidence, cut the nonsense, it's yours—you must save him."

Lin Yuan looked at Qin Bore's self‑assured demeanor, his mouth twitched, and he was filled with speechlessness.

When did he say he had confidence?

This woman, she's clearly making things hard for a strong person.

But Lin Yuan, seeing Qin Bore's cold, clear gaze, knew he couldn't get out of it.

No way, who made him secretly love Qin Bore.

Who made Qin Bore the Phoenix God, his mysterious big boss.

Lin Yuan could only sigh helplessly, his face unwilling as he was forced to step forward.

Lin Yuan crouched down and began to check Du Jie's breathing and injuries.

Lin Yuan first checked Du Jie's breath again, then slowly extended two fingers and lightly placed them on Du Jie's wrist.

Lin Yuan focused, feeling the pulse's subtle movements with his fingertips...

After a moment, Lin Yuan's brow relaxed slightly, and the difficulty on his face gradually faded.

In his eyes, a hint of certainty appeared.

Du Jie…… wasn't truly completely stopped breathing; it was just that his severe injuries and massive blood loss caused a temporary cessation of heartbeat.

Du Jie's breath was faint, yet there remained a trace of vitality; he had only just died and could still be saved.

Qin Bore beside him…… kept his gaze heavy and fixed on his actions.

Seeing Lin Yuan's expression ease, Qin Bore immediately spoke up.

"How? Can he still be saved?"

Although she didn't care whether Du Jie lived or died, she also didn't want to outright offend the Shangqing Group right after obtaining a hundred billion,

Keeping Du Jie's life actually leaves more room for maneuver.

Lin Yuan withdrew his fingers, nodded slowly, and spoke solemnly:

"He should be savable; his heartbeat only paused temporarily, he hasn't completely stopped breathing, but the situation is critical—we need to perform CPR immediately and combine it with the Silver Needle to transfer qi, only then can we be confident in saving him."

"Alright, it's yours." Qin Bore spoke concisely, without a single extra word.

She turned sideways…… making space.

Qin Bore's gaze remained locked on Lin Yuan and Du Jie, her whole body still vigilant, preventing any mishap.

Lin Yuan no longer hesitated, immediately drawing dozens of slender silver needles from his needle case……

As his fingertips flew, the silver needles…… like flowing clouds and water…… precisely pierced dozens of acupoints on Du Jie's body.

Forehead, chest, wrist, lower abdomen…… each silver needle was inserted quickly and accurately, depth just right.

After inserting the silver needles, Lin Yuan took a deep breath.

His hands quickly shifted gestures—one hand firmly pressed several key acupoints on Du Jie's chest, the other lightly covered his lower abdomen.

Lin Yuan, borrowing the force of the silver needles, gradually exerted effort.

He used a TCM‑specific massage technique, combined with the silver needles stimulating the acupoints, beginning CPR on Du Jie.

After a moment, Lin Yuan…… the hand holding Du Jie's acupoints paused slightly.

His other hand…… swiftly brushed over the dozens of silver needles on Du Jie's body.

Lin Yuan's fingertip lightly flicked.

All that was heard was a "hum——！"

With a soft sound, all the silver needles inserted in Du Jie…… began to vibrate in unison!

Dozens of silver needles emitted a clear, pleasant humming sound,

The needle tips trembled slightly, neat and uniform, the scene extraordinarily eerie and magnificent.

This scene instantly awed everyone present.

The veteran faction leaders present…… all widened their eyes, faces full of disbelief.

They had never seen such an eerie method—dozens of silver needles actually vibrating simultaneously—this simply exceeded their comprehension?

The veteran faction leaders, their eyes full of shock and doubt:

What on earth is this miraculous technique? Lin Yuan actually has such ability?

Lin Yun'er stood beside them, also wearing a look of astonishment.

She looked at the uniformly vibrating silver needles, her small mouth slightly opened.

In Lin Yun'er's eyes…… lay admiration and disbelief.

She only knew Lin Yuan understood TCM and could use silver needles.

But she never imagined he could reach this level.

Qin Bore's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze fixed on the vibrating silver needles.

In her eyes…… a flash of sharp light passed.

Qin Bore murmured softly, her voice low but clear enough for those nearby to hear.

"The long‑lost ancient TCM, the Mingzhen Technique? Interesting."

Lin Yuan, who was exerting force to perform CPR, heard Qin Bore's words and his motion paused instantly.

Lin Yuan's face…… was filled with astonishment and shock.

He turned his head to look at Qin Bore, his eyes full of doubt:

How could she know the Mingzhen Technique?

This Mingzhen Technique is a secret not passed down in ancient Chinese medicine, known to very few.

Even Lin Yuan only learned it after his grandfather secretly passed it down back then.

But Qin Bore……she is someone who constantly roams the Underground Jianghu and controls the Divine Phoenix Group.

How could she……know this kind of ancient Chinese medicine secret technique?

Could it be that she also understands Chinese medicine?

Or perhaps she has some unknown secret behind her?

Countless questions surged in Lin Yuan's heart, and for a moment he actually became absent-minded.

Lin Yuan only lost focus for a moment, then quickly gathered his mind.

At this moment……it is not the time to investigate Qin Bore's secrets; Du Jie's life hangs by a thread, any delay would truly leave no hope.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, then refocused his attention on Du Jie.

His hands……again covered Du Jie's acupoints.

Lin Yuan continued to perform the Traditional Chinese Medicine CPR Technique.

Unlike Western medical emergency measures, Lin Yuan from start to finish relied solely on precise acupoint pressure to carry out the rescue.

Only seen, Lin Yuan's fingertips gathered strength, his palms slightly emitting a faint warmth.

His hands……steadily pressed on the crucial acupoints on Du Jie's chest.

Lin Yuan's force was steady and rhythmic, each press precisely exerted.

He transferred Du Jie's internal strength along the acupoints……gradually into Du Jie's body.

Lin Yuan's internal strength was gentle yet powerful, like a stream, flowing along Du Jie's meridians, gradually spreading throughout his body, bit by bit stimulating his stagnant qi and blood.

Everyone clearly saw that Lin Yuan's pressing rhythm became increasingly steady, sweat beading on his forehead, obviously exerting internal strength also took a toll on him.

Meanwhile, Du Jie lying on the ground, whose body originally showed no movement, gradually began to have subtle reactions.

Du Jie's pale fingertips……twitched slightly.

Du Jie's meridians all over his body……seemed to be cleared by the internal strength.

His previously stagnant blood began to flow slowly, along the vessels, bit by bit flowing back to his stagnant heart.

Lin Yuan's gaze became ever more focused, his fingertip force undiminished, internal strength continuously flowing into Du Jie's body.

Lin Yuan continued to promote Du Jie's blood flow, attempting to awaken his dormant heart.

Lin Yuan's technique……skillful and precise, each press just right, with no superfluous movement.

His technique, compared to the Western medical commonly used AED automated external defibrillation, external chest compression, and artificial respiration, is completely different,.

Lin Yuan, relying solely on acupoint pressure and internal strength transmission, is creating a miracle of life.

This mysterious and unique rescue method once again plunged the onlookers into shock.

At the same time, the crowd's hearts……also welled up with deep suspicion and doubt.

The veteran group leaders at the bar entrance all furrowed their brows, their eyes full of incomprehension, whispering among themselves.

"This……is it over? Just pressing a few acupoints can revive someone who has already stopped breathing?"

Zhaojun's brows were tightly knit, his tone full of disbelief.

Zhaojun, well-versed and knowledgeable, had never seen such a peculiar rescue method.

"For Western medicine to save such a person, they must use electric shocks, external chest compression, and artificial respiration; can his relying solely on both hands pressing acupoints be effective?"

Long Jianyi also nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of doubt: "Yeah, this is too outrageous? Although Chinese medicine can be miraculous, Du Jie has already been without breath for so long, his injuries are so severe, relying solely on pressing acupoints and transmitting internal strength, can he really be saved? I really find it hard to believe."

Hai Zhongtian's face was solemn, staring at Lin Yuan's actions, he slowly spoke: "Lin Yuan's method is too mysterious, beyond our comprehension. If it were Western medicine, with such injuries, they would likely be beyond help, but can his Chinese medicine method truly create a miracle? I really have no confidence."

The members of the Divine Phoenix Group also looked on, uncertain and doubtful……

Everyone present, their eyes were firmly locked on Lin Yuan and Du Jie……

The shock, suspicion, and doubt in everyone's eyes intertwined.

No one dared to confirm whether Lin Yuan's unique Traditional Chinese Medicine CPR Technique could truly awaken this Du Jie who had already stopped breathing and suffered grave injuries.

After all, in everyone's understanding, under such circumstances, only Western medical emergency measures offer a slim chance.

Chinese medicine, can it really do that?