Jiang Xueqi, the Confessed Goddess of Medicine, is Alive

As soon as those words were spoken.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!

Everyone's gaze simultaneously turned toward Jiang Xueqi in the crowd.

The crowd collectively gasped.

"There were rumors that the Young Miss of the Jiang family had beaten and kicked the Divine Doctor and his disciples on the island. So it was true?"

"Yes, because the Divine Doctor and his people came down from the mountains, and how could Jiang Xueqi know who the Divine Doctor was? So she looked down on them and bullied them constantly!"

"That's right, I remember Miss Wang Yong was constantly mocked by Jiang Xueqi, who even tried to publicly humiliate her."

"How terrible, how can there be such an evil person in this world?"

Hearing the discussions around her.

Jiang Xueqi stood in the crowd, her expression panicked as she fearfully said: "No! I didn't do it!"

"I just pushed him lightly, and he fell unconscious!"

"How could the Divine Doctor be so fragile?! This is clearly slander against me!"

Speaking thus.

Jiang Xueqi yelled angrily at Feng Yueke: "You wretch! Say one more word and I'll tear your mouth apart!"

At these words.

The whole crowd was in an uproar.

The onlookers who had been merely observing instantly became furious.

Good heavens, was Jiang Xueqi truly this vicious?

Threatening people at the drop of a hat??

This was even more vicious than that young miss who loved throwing people into the sea to feed sharks!

At least that was a quick death??

Seeing the situation spiral out of control, Jiang Xueqi's face turned extremely ugly.

She stood to the side with a dark expression.

Damn it!

Why does everyone have to blame me!

Feng Yueke was so frightened she collapsed trembling on the ground, biting her lips as tears fell drop by drop onto the ground.

She looked toward Qin Luo, pleading: "Qin Luo... I don't care what happens to me... please, just save my master."

Feng Yueke was truly scared now.

She simply didn't want her senior brother to leave her, but she never imagined her master would ascend to heaven!

Qin Luo nodded, saying seriously: "Don't worry, I can't stand seeing a benevolent Divine Doctor who saves lives being harmed by villains."

Su Muwan: Search your conscience when you speak, wasn't your mouth running wild before?

Having said that.

Qin Luo's gaze sharpened.

Swoosh!

In an instant.

Three silver needles appeared!!!

[Mystic Ghost Fourteen Needles!!] Activate!!

Qin Luo took a deep breath.

The silver needles in his hand trembled slightly in the air, and with a soft "puchi" sound!

They accurately pierced several important acupoints of the Divine Doctor.

As the needles entered, the Divine Doctor's body trembled slightly, but remained unconscious.

Without pausing, Qin Luo took out more silver needles, using extremely skilled techniques to flick them one by one into the Divine Doctor's acupoints.

Everyone present held their breath, watching Qin Luo's movements intently.

A sharp-eyed elder watched with widened eyes.

He cried out in shock: "The Taixuan Thirteen Needles!! This is the Taixuan Thirteen Needles that has been lost for tens of thousands of years!!"

"Su Young Miss's follower actually knows this?!!"

As the elder's voice fell.

Everyone gasped in astonishment: "Elder Tang? Are you sure? Did you see correctly??"

"Absolutely! I've previously seen the Divine Doctor perform the Twelve Ghost Gate Needles which imitate the Taixuan Thirteen Needles! But it ultimately lacked the true essence!"

"But!! This young man actually managed to use it!!"

Su Muwan watched with twitching lips.

Hey hey hey old man, say what you want.

But why get so excited?

And Qin Luo stopped pretending.

"Taixuan Thirteen Needles, rise!"

Qin Luo called out softly, and a silver needle in his hand shot like lightning into the Divine Doctor's Baihui acupoint.

With the insertion of this final needle, the Divine Doctor's body suddenly jolted violently.

"Cough!!"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The paleness gradually receded from his face, and even his breathing became steady.

However, this wasn't the end.

After doing all this!

Qin Luo raised his hand.

And aimed at the Divine Doctor's face and...

Slap!!

"Wake!"

Slap!

"Up!!"

Slap slap slap!!

"Now!"

Wait!

How did it turn into slapping?!

Everyone's pupils shook.

Some people hurriedly asked the highly respected Elder Tang, swallowing as they inquired: "El-Elder Tang, is this normal?"

Elder Tang's expression was also shocked, and he became somewhat uncertain: "This... this old one has never seen the complete Taixuan Thirteen Needles... perhaps... this might really be how it's done in the end?"

And as Qin Luo continued slapping.

Under everyone's shocked gaze.

The Divine Doctor's eyelids actually trembled slightly, and then!!

His eyes suddenly flew open.

Boom!

He was propelled upright by the air current, his expression shocked, his gaze horrified as he shouted in disbelief:

"This old one!! Is alive!!!"

Whoosh!

The whole crowd erupted.

Clap clap clap clap!!

They applauded continuously.

Screaming: "A miracle!! This is simply a miracle!!"

"Even a dead person was slapped back to life!!"

"Hey! Isn't this Master Qin from Jiang City?!!"

"Yes!! I remember now!! Master Qin's video of saving someone with one palm has already gotten over ten million likes on TikTok!!"

"Master Qin!! Master Qin!!"

Elder Tang watched with tears in his eyes, his whole body trembling as he said: "Taixuan... Thirteen Needles, the final needle is a homophone for one palm!"

"Master Qin slapped thirteen times, thirteen slaps!"

Elder Tang understood now, he understood everything.

So!!

They had all been practicing it wrong!!!

Hahaha!! The Eastern Kingdom has gained a treasure!!

Su Muwan blinked.

She looked at the extremely chaotic scene.

And was completely speechless.

Enough.

I'm saying... this is really enough.

Sometimes I really need to clear my name, I didn't become a villain because of myself.

It's purely because everyone in this world has gone mad!

Su Muwan's expression remained calm, but internally she was shaken.

You really think slapping someone can cure illness??!

Are you all insane?!

As for the Divine Doctor, although both his cheeks were severely swollen.

His body felt unprecedentedly refreshed and light.

Although he had appeared dead earlier, he had actually been able to sense his surroundings.

Thinking of this, the Divine Doctor looked at his lifesaver Qin Luo with complex emotions.

He cupped his hands and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, Master Qin."

He sighed: "They say heroes emerge from the young, I previously thought my medical skills were unmatched in the world, but now... Master Qin is truly the one, the Taixuan Thirteen Needles, what magnificent Taixuan Thirteen Needles!"

Feng Yueke's eyes lit up with joy.

Wang Yong also quickly checked his master's condition, and only when he confirmed he was perfectly fine did he finally fall to his knees with a thud.

Hugging Qin Luo's leg while crying: "Wuwuwu! Thank you Qin Luo, wuwuwu!!"

Alright alright, any more crying would be impolite.

Qin Luo smoothly kicked Wang Yong aside.

Then, he shook his head and looked seriously at the Divine Doctor, asking: "Divine Doctor, please think carefully about whether there have been any issues with your food recently or before?"

"After all, I detected a strange poison in your body."

"This poison is very peculiar, it will invisibly drain away your cultivation!"

At these words.

Feng Yueke's face turned pale.

She looked at Qin Luo, and seeing a mysterious meaning in his eyes.

She suddenly understood something!

I! Get it!

That plan!!

As for the Divine Doctor, hearing these words, his face immediately changed.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

No wonder his body had been getting worse and worse, to the point where he didn't even have the strength to treat Wang Yong...

So, he had unknowingly been poisoned?

But... who could it be?

Meanwhile, Jiang Xueqi, seeing the Divine Doctor had been cured, snorted coldly: "Fine, since he's better now there's nothing more to do with me, right?"

Speaking thus, she said contemptuously: "What kind of Divine Doctor, so fragile he can't even take a push."

"This young miss suspects you were just pretending earlier!"

As Jiang Xueqi's words fell.

The Divine Doctor seemed to realize something.

His expression darkened, and gritting his teeth, he pointed at Jiang Xueqi and rebuked: "Jiang Xueqi! You poisonous woman!!"

Jiang Xueqi: "??"

Jiang Xueqi, who had originally wanted to leave, was stunned, then incredulously retorted: "What did you say??"

On Feng Yueke's side, before the Divine Doctor could respond.

She also looked at Jiang Xueqi with feigned anger, similarly shouting: "Jiang Xueqi! I now understand why my master's health kept deteriorating after visiting your home!"

"I get it! This is all because you secretly poisoned my master, isn't it?"

"After all, you said before that everything we eat, use, and drink was provided by you!"

As these words were spoken.

Some people in the crowd began to realize.

They started confirming one after another.

"Yes! I heard it too, Jiang Xueqi said it herself in the restaurant yesterday!"

"You said we're eating your food, using your things! We even came to this competition venue using your plane!"

"Right, right! I heard that too!"

"Well, well, Jiang Xueqi! How can someone so young be so malicious?!"

Waves of accusations came one after another.

Jiang Xueqi's face darkened as she listened. She clenched her fists and cursed in disbelief: "Nonsense! What does this have to do with me?!"

"Who knows if this is poisoned or not!"

She clenched her fists and yelled angrily at those accusing her: "What evidence do you have?! Who do you think you are?!"

However, this attitude only further ignited the crowd's anger.

Feng Yueke directly pulled Wang Yong over and shouted: "You want evidence? I have it!"

"Look at my senior brother! He only turned against Miss Su because he was blinded by you!"

Su Muwan: ........? Why do I have to be dragged into everything?

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