Chapter 105: Saving Lives

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Yu exerted force with both hands, his hands sinking down, and with the Breech Presentation Reversal Technique, he forcibly helped the fetus turn its body. The fetus rotated 180 degrees, successfully changing from a breech position to a head-down position, and the fetal position was instantly corrected.

"My god..." Zhao Anran was shocked. She was born into an Aristocratic Family of Medicine, and her specialty was obstetrics and gynecology. She had only heard her grandfather mention that an ancestor with superb experience had performed this Breech Presentation Reversal Technique.

But her grandfather could not do it, let alone her. Yet now, she was actually seeing Chen Yu perform this scene right before her eyes, which left her incredibly shocked.

"It's up to you. If it can't wait, she has to give birth. No problem, right?" Chen Yu said.

"No problem." Zhao Anran nodded. She was an obstetrician; once the fetal position was corrected, she could fully guide the pregnant woman to a natural birth.

"My husband... save my husband," the pregnant woman cried out weakly.

"Rest assured, he will be fine." Chen Yu flashed forward and walked to the car, whose front end was almost flattened.

Several firefighters had already arrived at the scene with tools. Originally, they were going to cut open the driver's side door to rescue the injured man, but the part where the injured man was trapped was quite specific; cutting rashly would cause further injury to the victim.

"I'll do it." Chen Yu took a step forward, grabbed the car door with his right hand, took a deep breath, and then let out a low shout. With a *crack*, the car door was forcibly ripped off by him.

Several firefighters were dumbfounded. Ripping a car door off with one pull—is this still a human?

Chen Yu exerted force with both hands, forcibly prying a passage out of the driver's cabin. He gently carried the man out and laid him flat on the ground.

"Hold on, the ambulance will be here soon," a firefighter shouted at him. "Don't sleep, absolutely don't sleep."

"Old Liu, how much longer for the ambulance? This injured man is afraid he won't make it." The firefighter shouted a few times and turned his head to ask.

"Still on the way, at least ten more minutes until it arrives. What can we do? This injured man's child is about to be born," a firefighter said in a pained tone.

"Lay him flat, don't touch him, I'll handle it." Chen Yu touched the man's neck, and his heart sank slightly. The man's breathing was very weak now, almost like a gossamer thread. "Excessive blood loss, multiple fractures on his body; we can't wait for the ambulance."

Chen Yu took out his needle pouch and spread it out on the ground one by one.

"Husband, save my husband," the pregnant woman on the side said emotionally. "I cannot let my child be without a father the moment they are born."

"Don't worry, with me here, even King Yama cannot take your husband's Life." Chen Yu turned his head and said, "How is her condition?"

"The cervix is dilated, she can't wait to give birth," Zhao Anran said, knitting her brows.

"You focus on taking care of yourself and the child. I guarantee that the first thing your child sees upon birth will be their own father," Chen Yu said to the pregnant woman in a deep voice.

The pregnant woman nodded, closed her eyes, and began to cooperate with Zhao Anran. Chen Yu turned his head, took out the Silver Needles from below, his hands moving like lightning, and the Silver Needles in his hands pierced the injured man's body like swimming snakes.

"Locking Life Nine Needles?" Zhao Anran on the side was shocked once again. In Chen Yu, she saw countless lost unique skills of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Be serious, you're delivering a baby right now," Chen Yu said without raising his head.

"Oh, oh." Zhao Anran then snapped out of it and focused on the delivery.

With the nine needles inserted, Chen Yu's right hand brushed over the injured man's body. The injured man had just suffered a violent collision and had multiple fractures. Chen Yu used his right hand to tap or brush over the broken bones, and the broken bones on the injured man's body were straightened by him one by one.

The injured man twitched a few times but still did not wake up.

At this time, Zhao Anran on the side shouted: "Push, give it another effort, it's coming out soon."

"Look, your child is about to be born. Don't you want to take a look at them?" Chen Yu stared at the injured man, pinched a Dao Seal with his right hand, and pointed at the center of the injured man's brow: "Are you still not waking up?"

*Waa... * A loud cry came from the side. Zhao Anran held an infant in her hands; the cry of a newborn represented new life.

The injured man opened his eyes abruptly and tried hard to lift his head. He called out intermittently: "Child, it's my child..."

"That's right, it's your child, a son, weighing about six jin. Take a good look, don't you dare fall asleep. After you recover from your injuries, you still have to fulfill your responsibilities as a father." Chen Yu took the child and placed him in front of the injured man.

"Good... good, thank you, thank you both." The injured man nodded repeatedly; the couple had truly survived a disaster.

Soon the ambulance arrived, and the injured people were carried away. An old Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner specializing in bone-setting looked at the injured man who had been saved by Chen Yu and said in shock: "How were the injured man's broken bones straightened? What kind of heaven-defying bone-setting technique could achieve this?"

"Hello, I am Zhao Anran. Do you remember me?" After things were settled, Zhao Anran walked up to Chen Yu.

"I remember. Last time, my wife had a threatened miscarriage, and you were the one who provided the diagnosis," Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Are you a doctor?" Zhao Anran asked.

"I studied medicine, but after graduation, I drifted for a few years and didn't get a doctor's qualification certificate," Chen Yu said.

"Ah, with such powerful Medicine skills, how can you not have a qualification certificate?" Zhao Anran was startled. "Come with me, I'll go find my grandfather and have him help you get one."

"This... can it be done?" Chen Yu was slightly stunned. A doctor's qualification certificate was optional for him, but after all, he had studied medicine for a few years, and without this thing, he lacked confidence when saving people.

"It can. With your strength, there is absolutely no problem. What needle technique did you use to save people just now?" Zhao Anran asked with some anticipation.

"Locking Life Nine Needles," Chen Yu said.

"It really is the Locking Life Nine Needles. This kind of needle technique locks yin and yang and can keep a dying person hanging on by a thread for three days without passing away. But this is a long-lost needle technique; how do you know it?" Zhao Anran's expression was somewhat excited.

"I learned it by chance," Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Then... can you teach me?" Zhao Anran asked expectantly.

"I can, but this is a bit difficult to learn," Chen Yu said.

"It doesn't matter, I can learn. Let's go to my house first; I'll see if my grandfather is home." Zhao Anran was both surprised and happy; she didn't expect Chen Yu to agree so quickly.

"Okay." Chen Yu nodded.

He followed Zhao Anran to her home. Zhao Anran's home was a courtyard with an antique flavor, with classical architecture on the outside, totaling three floors. This area could not be considered a bustling city; it belonged to the old town, so more of these relatively ancient houses were preserved.

A black plaque hung on the second floor, inscribed with: "The essence of the Dao of Medicine lies in focus and dedication."

Under the plaque hung the three large characters: "Xinglinju."

"Your grandfather is the Holy Hand of gynecology, Zhao Lao?" Chen Yu was startled. The great name of Xinglinju was extremely famous in Fengling—an Aristocratic Family of Medicine with a signboard spanning hundreds of years.

The contemporary successor of Xinglinju was Zhao Lao, whose unique skills in gynecology were famous throughout Fengling, but for some reason, it had suddenly declined a few years ago.

"Yes, Zhao Zhangde is my grandfather," Zhao Anran nodded.

Chen Yu followed Zhao Anran into Xinglinju and saw that the place was deserted. There was no one in the large shop, the tables and chairs were packed and sealed, and the medicine cabinets were covered in a thick layer of dust.

Clearly, this place had been closed for a long time. Chen Yu was somewhat puzzled. In the past, Xinglinju was not like this; people from all over the world came to seek medical treatment in an endless stream. Why was it like this now?

"Grandfather, are you there?" Zhao Anran called out a few times, but there was no response. She pushed open the back door and walked into the courtyard.

She saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair with a bottle of white liquor placed in front of him. Seeing Zhao Anran, the old man hurriedly hid the white liquor in his hand.

"Grandfather, why are you drinking again?" Zhao Anran said with an angry look. "Your illness is already like this; do you still want to recover or not?"