Chapter 110: Meridian-Flowing Light Needles

Bodyguard Chen Wei, upon hearing Qin Yiling’s words, decided to stop holding back.

“Miss Yiling, I truly have wronged you. But all this has nothing to do with my family. I beg you to spare them.”

“It seems that this blood pustule poison rash is indeed connected to my cousin. Chen Wei, if you tell the truth, I guarantee your family will be safe,” Qin Yiling said.

However, Chen Wei refused to confess everything to Qin Yiling.

“Miss, if I speak, my family will surely perish. The only way I can atone is with my own death!”

With that, Chen Wei raised his hand and struck his forehead, committing suicide on the spot.

Seeing this, Qin Yiling was helpless, but from Chen Wei’s final act and words, it was clear that Xue Pengju harbored malicious intent—this was sufficient.

Following the clue of Xue Pengju would allow them to quickly trace the mastermind behind everything.

Secretary Li Yan knew Qin Yiling’s temperament—once she made a decision, it was unchangeable. No matter how much Li Yan pleaded, Qin Yiling would not relent.

Her only hope was Lin Yang.

After all, the true savior was Lin Yang.

If Lin Yang was willing to treat her, she could still live.

Li Yan got out of bed and knelt before Lin Yang.

“Divine Doctor Lin, I truly do not want to die. I beg you, please save me. Saving one more life is a small matter for you.”

“As long as you save me, I can pay any medical fee. My life will belong to you from now on—I’m willing to serve you like a beast of burden.”

At this moment, Li Yan no longer had any semblance of arrogance. She knelt on the ground in utter disgrace, covered in pus and blood, her face disfigured as she pleaded desperately.

“To serve me? You don’t even deserve that,” Lin Yang said coldly, unmoved.

Li Yan then turned to Murong Yun, bowing and begging.

“Miss Murong, I beg you to save me. It was all my fault—my blind arrogance, my bullying. Please show mercy and spare me.”

Li Yan bowed again, then slapped herself.

Murong Yun was not a soft-hearted person. She said coldly, “Your master doesn’t want to save you—what use is it for you to plead with me? Everyone must face punishment for their mistakes and pay the price. This outcome is your own doing; blame no one else.”

Li Yan was utterly crushed. Like a lump of rotten mud, she collapsed on the ground and sobbed bitterly.

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“Director Han, please arrange for her to have a swift end,” Qin Yiling told Han Liqun.

Han Liqun nodded, summoned the staff in protective suits, and had Li Yan dragged away, while the bodies in the ward were taken to the morgue.

Li Yan screamed in despair, knowing death was certain. She gave up completely.

“Qin Yiling, you venomous woman, I curse you to die a terrible death. Even if I become a vengeful ghost, I will never let you go.”

“And you! As a doctor, how could you watch someone die without saving them? You’re an evil doctor and will meet a terrible fate yourself.”

The ward fell silent again.

Lin Yang first took the pulses of Qin Yiling and Ji Min, then instructed Han Liqun to arrange another room for them and prescribed three medicines.

Two prescriptions were for Qin Yiling and Ji Min.

Their symptoms demanded a combination of medicinal formulas and acupuncture methods. Since their symptoms varied in severity, the dosages had to be adjusted accordingly.

The third prescription was for Murong Yun.

She was only infected with the blood pustule poison rash but it had not yet flared up. As long as she took the medicine as directed, she would recover.

Outside the ward, Murong Yun said to Tang Daomin, “Old Tang, you may leave now. But regarding today’s events, I hope you keep quiet. If any rumors spread, it will only harm you.”

Tang Daomin felt relieved but still could not believe that the young Lin Yang had a cure for such a rare disease.

“Miss Murong, I have an unworthy request. I hope you can grant it.”

“Speak.”

“This blood pustule poison rash is extremely rare, not seen for a century. I would like to stay and witness Lin’s miraculous medical skill with my own eyes, to broaden my horizons.”

Murong Yun sneered, “You don’t believe Lin can cure it. You want to stay to see the final outcome for yourself.”

Tang Daomin gave an embarrassed smile. “Miss Murong, your insight is sharp. I can’t hide such a small thought. Honestly, Lin is indeed impressive, but as for his medical skills, it’s hard for me to fully believe.”

“Hmph! Stay if you wish. You definitely need to open your eyes and broaden your knowledge,” Murong Yun said coldly and walked away.

“Master, do you really think Lin can cure it?” Tang Daomin’s disciple asked.

“Whether you believe it or not, I don’t. That’s why I must stay and see with my own eyes what he can do. This is the blood pustule poison rash, after all!”

Tang Daomin sat quietly in the corridor, waiting for the treatment results.

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Inside the ward, Qin Yiling lay on the bed.

Lin Yang approached her bedside and said, “Your symptoms are severe. We must first use the ‘Mysterious Ice Divine Needle’ and the ‘Ziwu Flowing Light Needle’—two of the Eight Golden Needles—to suppress the blood poison, then force it out of your body before healing with medication.”

“Thank you, Divine Doctor Lin.”

Qin Yiling was even weaker now.

“Performing the Ziwu Flowing Light Needle involves some critical acupoints, so you will need to remove all your clothes. If you prefer, I can forgo this step and only prescribe medicine to ease your symptoms,” Lin Yang explained.

Qin Yiling hesitated briefly, then decisively said, “Do whatever you must. I have no objections.”

She was not a petty person.

Lin Yang removed all of Qin Yiling’s clothing, leaving her completely exposed.

Though Qin Yiling had a strong mindset, it was her first time being naked before a strange man, and she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. She closed her eyes and turned her head away.

For Lin Yang, seeing Qin Yiling’s body stirred no impure thoughts.

At this moment, he was a healer, guided by compassion and free of malice.

Moreover, although Qin Yiling was beautiful with a superb figure, the blood pustule poison rash had ravaged her body. Large patches of poison sores oozed pus and blood.

Even a normal man seeing this would find it impossible to harbor any lecherous thoughts.

It was truly harrowing—anyone without a strong psyche would feel chills just looking at her.

Lin Yang took out silver needles, gathered his internal energy in his dantian, and began to treat Qin Yiling with qi-guided acupuncture.

With eyes closed, Qin Yiling could feel a cool sensation gradually spreading through her body, suppressing the fiery blood poison within.

Her body felt like a furnace, tormented incessantly, and the coolness brought by the Mysterious Ice Divine Needle was like a refreshing rain in a blazing inferno.

Once the blood poison’s fire was suppressed, Lin Yang took out more silver needles and applied the more complex Ziwu Flowing Light Needle technique, moving on to the next stage of treatment.