Nine Yang Divine Needle

This is insane!

The doctors present were still in shock.

Even the most experienced doctors in the hospital were at a loss, and now they were letting an intern take over?

Was he being set up to take the fall?

Hmm… maybe! But it seemed too clumsy.

Director Zheng had his reasons for arranging this. He knew Zhang Fan had the skills, but he needed a stage to showcase them.

And Director Zheng wanted to give Zhang Fan an opportunity—a chance to make a name for himself!

In the ward.

An Yi stared at the heart monitor, his anxiety growing with each passing second.

As time went by, Aunt Zhou's electrocardiogram was becoming increasingly flat.

"Doctor! Where's the doctor?!"

An Yi clenched his teeth.

He knew that any further delay could cost Aunt Zhou her life!

"An Yi, calm down! The doctor will be here soon."

Shen Muxuan grabbed his arm, biting her lower lip.

An Yi stared blankly at Aunt Zhou, who lay unconscious, and frantically ran his hands through his hair.

To him, Aunt Zhou was like family.

This feeling of helplessness was unbearable!

He had a system… but what good was a "Villain System"?

To go out and cause trouble?

Wait…

An Yi suddenly thought of something and quickly opened the system's control panel.

Sure enough, there was a reward waiting for him—an Emergency Pill!

It was a reward from a street brawl mission he had completed earlier. He had almost forgotten about it.

【Emergency Pill】

Effect: Used for emergency situations, delays death by one day!

Delaying death!

This was absolutely a miracle drug! For someone in desperate need, its value was immeasurable!

But with Aunt Zhou's life hanging by a thread, he couldn't afford to hesitate. He immediately clicked on the Emergency Pill in the panel.

In an instant, a small vial appeared in An Yi's hand.

Without a second thought, An Yi took out the emerald-green pill from the vial, crushed it into powder, and poured it into Aunt Zhou's mouth.

The effect of the Emergency Pill was almost instantaneous!

Aunt Zhou's complexion visibly improved, her pale skin gradually regaining its color.

An Yi let out a slight sigh of relief.

With an extra day bought, he now had to find a solution!

An Yi scrolled through the Villain System's panel, feeling utterly exasperated.

Because he had found a way to save her!

He had unlocked a new profession—【Healer】!

An Yi had never been one to hoard Villain Points. He had 100 points saved up, unsure of how to use them.

Now, he poured all of them into the Healer profession, and the level of this secondary profession skyrocketed.

"Ding! Congratulations, host. Profession level upgraded to 【Healer Lv2】!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host. Profession level upgraded to 【Healer Lv3】!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host. Profession level upgraded to 【Healer Lv4】!"

With 100 Villain Points spent, An Yi's Healer profession had reached level 4!

This was already quite high!

After all, his most advanced skill, "Cloud-Hand Technique," was only at level 4!

"Ding! Congratulations, host. Profession level has reached Lv4. Reward: 【Nine Yang Acupuncture】!"

The system's voice startled An Yi.

It was gifting him a set of acupuncture techniques!

Anything from the system was bound to be top-notch. Just look at the Cloud-Hand Technique—it was definitely powerful!

"Muxuan, you go… never mind, I'll do it myself. Keep an eye on Aunt Zhou."

An Yi spoke quickly and rushed out the door.

A moment later, he returned with a box of silver needles.

"Where did you get those?"

Shen Muxuan looked curiously at the box of needles in An Yi's hand.

"Found them."

An Yi replied casually. "Don't worry about that. Keep watch at the door. I can't be disturbed."

"Okay!"

Shen Muxuan nodded earnestly.

Though she didn't know what An Yi was planning, she trusted that he had his reasons!

An Yi took out a silver needle, took a deep breath, and cleared his mind.

He had no prior experience with medicine, so the priority was to quickly master the Nine Yang Acupuncture technique now embedded in his mind.

After a few calming breaths, An Yi picked up the needle and gently placed it on Aunt Zhou's wrist.

This first needle seemed to signal the start.

In an instant, An Yi's hands moved swiftly, and soon Aunt Zhou's arm was covered in a dense array of needles.

Then, he moved to her head.

Outside Aunt Zhou's ward.

Zhang Fan and several doctors had just arrived.

"Huh? That's strange. My medical kit was tampered with!"

"Who would bother breaking into your kit? It's just a bunch of old stuff!"

"What do you know? Those are traditional Chinese medical tools. They could be considered antiques!"

The doctors chatted as they walked toward Aunt Zhou's ward.

They were there to watch the show.

The news that Director Zheng had assigned Zhang Fan to perform the surgery had spread, and they wanted to see just how capable this intern was.

"Sorry, no one is allowed inside for now!"

Shen Muxuan stood at the door, blocking Zhang Fan and the others.

Zhang Fan was momentarily taken aback by Shen Muxuan's stunning beauty.

Her looks were truly one in a million!

"Miss, I'm the doctor from earlier," Xu Yi said, somewhat confused.

Why was he being stopped outside?

Shen Muxuan widened her eyes, putting on an adorable yet fierce expression. "An Yi is saving Aunt Zhou. No one is allowed in!"

"You're not letting the doctors in? Are you serious, young lady?"

An older attending physician adjusted his glasses, incredulous.

The patient was in critical condition, and yet they were being barred from entering?

Was this girl some kind of saboteur?

Shen Muxuan glanced back at An Yi, who was busy with the needles, and nodded firmly. "Yes, no one is allowed in!"

"Hey, listen…"

The attending physician was about to argue when the vice president, who had earlier complained about his kit being tampered with, stopped him.

"Dr. Zhao, let's wait and see."

The vice president spoke gravely, his eyes fixed on An Yi, who was fully focused on the acupuncture.

The skill and precision of An Yi's needlework left him in awe.

"This… this kid knows acupuncture? Isn't that just a bunch of hocus pocus?"

Dr. Zhao also noticed and couldn't hide his astonishment.

In this world, traditional Chinese medicine's theories about acupuncture points had long been dismissed as superstition, no more credible than witchcraft.

Yet here was someone actually using acupuncture!

An Yi paid no attention to the outside world.

The knowledge of the Nine Yang Acupuncture flooded his mind.

It felt as though it had always been a part of him. The human body's acupuncture points, muscles, and bones were now an open book to him.

At that moment, An Yi's eyes gleamed with clarity.

He had found the root cause of Aunt Zhou's condition!

His hands moved even faster, the needles flying like butterflies.

Watching An Yi's nimble fingers, the vice president trembled with excitement.

This was authentic acupuncture!

In this day and age, such a rare skill still existed!

"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous! Who still believes in acupuncture in this day and age? Fine, let him do his thing. It's got nothing to do with our hospital anyway!"

Dr. Zhao muttered disdainfully, his face full of scorn.

To him, traditional Chinese medicine was nothing but unsubstantiated quackery!

At that moment, An Yi slowly withdrew his hands.

"It's over!"

An Yi let out a long sigh of relief.

What was over?

The others were still trying to process what had just happened.

Aunt Zhou, who had been lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened her eyes.

The next moment!

Everyone was stunned.

The intracranial hemorrhage—had it really been cured by this young man's acupuncture?

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with a venomous glare, and his fists clenched tightly.

According to the usual script, shouldn't he have been the one to seize this opportunity, save the patient on the brink of death, and astonish the entire city hospital?

Who the hell was this guy who had suddenly appeared and ruined everything?