Urban Super Medical Saint

Chapter 173 173 Chapter Expelling the Cold Qi

"Why wouldn't you deserve the title? You and I are fellow disciples, moreover, you are the old man's direct disciple. If the old man were still alive, he would be over a hundred years old now!" Elder Feng saw his daughter obviously reluctant to acknowledge this uncle-disciple due to the difference in their status and age, so he became somewhat displeased.

"Elder brother, times have changed! Let's just call each other by our names, that way I won't feel awkward and others won't find it strange either, don't you agree?" A melon forcibly twisted off its vine is not sweet, and Ge Dongxu had never been comfortable being called uncle-disciple by a woman who could have been his mother. Seeing that she was also clearly unwilling, he naturally insisted on disagreeing.

Elder Feng looked at his daughter, then at Ge Dongxu, and finally had to say, "Forget it, forget it, you young people have your own way of thinking. I won't force the issue of addressing each other. From now on, Dongxu, you don't have to be polite with her, just call her Jiahui."

"Yes, yes, just use names, only names." Seeing her father finally relent, Feng Jiahui let out a big sigh of relief, spoke hurriedly, and looked at Ge Dongxu with a hint of gratitude.

If it had not been for Ge Dongxu's persuasion, she surely could not have escaped the title of uncle-disciple.

She didn't dare to defy her father's orders.

"You girl! Can't let go of your dignity now that you're an official, is that it? I'm telling you, it's fine to call each other by name, but you must remember in your heart that Dongxu is your father's junior disciple, your uncle-disciple! This is a relationship with roots, not something you can casually acknowledge," Elder Feng, seeing his daughter's delighted expression, pointed at her with his finger and said grumpily.

"Dad, I know. I'll get Dongxu's suitcase inside right now." Feng Jiahui said hurriedly.

"Dongxu, don't take it to heart, these kids, I've spoiled them too much!" Seeing Feng Jiahui almost flee the room, Elder Feng shook his head and spoke to Ge Dongxu with a hint of apology.

"Haha, Jiahui is already good enough. To be so amiable with me, even when she sits in such a high position… But still, asking her to call me uncle-disciple is bound to shock the world, it's only natural for her to be reluctant to accept," Ge Dongxu said.

Seeing Ge Dongxu speak with the air of someone wise beyond his years, Elder Feng looked at him with a touch of admiration and said, "The old man had good judgement!"

While they were talking, Feng Jiahui came in, carrying Ge Dongxu's suitcase.

Ge Dongxu opened the suitcase and took out the antique-looking sandalwood box.

Upon seeing the sandalwood box, Elder Feng couldn't help feeling sentimental again. The box had also been passed down from Ren Yao, and Elder Feng had seen it when Ren Yao had treated him back in the day.

"Elder brother must have been severely affected by the cold back in the day, so much so that it penetrated into your bone marrow, like a relentless bone disease. With the state of your cultivation power, there was no way to drive it out. But fortunately, you have kept up with your breathing exercises since you were young and have managed to hold on until now. Otherwise, someone else in your condition would have been bedridden long ago, let alone be able to sit in a wheelchair like you do now and move around a bit when the weather is warm," Ge Dongxu took out the sandalwood box, but didn't hurry to perform acupuncture on Elder Feng. Instead, he took his pulse and massaged his thigh a bit before speaking.

"Exactly, exactly. During that special period back then, those people really made my father suffer terribly. In the frigid nine-nine cold days, even water had ice in it, and they still made father dig dikes. Standing in the water, it would chill you to the bone. Many people couldn't stand it, and their legs just completely rotted away," Feng Jiahui, knowing that an eighteen-year-old like Ge Dongxu wouldn't be aware of that special period, was amazed that he could deduce what happened almost perfectly with just a pulse diagnosis and some rubbing and kneading of her father's leg, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"It's all in the past, let's not mention it," Elder Feng waved his hand and said.

Seeing that her father didn't want to bring up those unbearable memories, Feng Jiahui stopped talking and looked at Ge Dongxu, asking, "Dongxu, can my dad's leg really be cured?"

"It can be cured, but with my current cultivation power and medical skills, I can't completely heal it in one go. It will need to be done over several sessions," Ge Dongxu nodded and said.

After finishing his words, Ge Dongxu helped roll up Elder Feng's pant leg and then inserted silver needles into acupoints such as the crane's crown, inner and outer knee eyes, yang mound acupoint, Blood Sea, and Liangqiu.

"Elder brother, when I twist the silver needles, you should also circulate your True Qi as master taught you. It will hurt a bit, so bear with me," said Ge Dongxu after all the silver needles were in place.

"Good!" Elder Feng nodded, then slightly closed his eyes, and embraced his hands around his lower abdomen.

Seeing this, Ge Dongxu gently twisted the Silver Needle, and strands of True Qi followed his movements into Elder Feng's body, seeping into his bones to drive away the coldness lurking in his marrow.

It was as if a knife were scraping the bone, causing Elder Feng to break out in large beads of sweat that fell like rain, his whole body trembling slightly, yet he didn't let out a single groan from his mouth.

Feng Jiahui had never imagined that Ge Dongxu's treatment method would be so intense. Seeing her father's forehead sweating profusely and his body trembling, she was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. It was then she remembered that Ge Dongxu was just an eighteen-year-old high school senior—how could she let him treat her father?

After all, her father was not an ordinary person, but a major figure related to the state. If something went wrong, even as his child, she wouldn't be able to take the responsibility!

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But now that Ge Dongxu had already started, seeing the serious expressions on his and her father's face, she didn't dare to interrupt rashly for fear of causing a disaster.

Yet without interrupting, seeing her father in such a state, she was genuinely worried whether Ge Dongxu knew the severity of his medical skills!

After all, Ge Dongxu was only eighteen! She really didn't know much about him, except that she had seen him show some of his skills earlier, and that he was the Direct Disciple of her father's benefactor. But this didn't change the fact that he was only eighteen!

Just as Feng Jiahui was nervously at her wit's end, Ge Dongxu himself began to tremble slightly, his sweat pouring down like rain, his complexion gradually turning pale.

This made Feng Jiahui even more nervous.

"Whew!" Just when Feng Jiahui was extremely anxious, about to call someone, Ge Dongxu suddenly withdrew his hands and took a long breath.

"Whew!" Elder Feng followed suit, taking a long breath as well.

"Dad, how are you? Are you alright?" Seeing this, Feng Jiahui rushed over and asked.

Before her father could reply, she immediately berated Ge Dongxu, "You have some nerve! Do you have any idea how risky that was? What if..."

"Presumptuous!" Before Feng Jiahui could finish, Elder Feng, full of anger, rebuked sternly.

With Elder Feng's anger, the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop suddenly.

"Dad! I..." Feng Jiahui, who rarely saw her father so angry, couldn't help but shudder.

"Do you realize how much Vital Energy it takes for Dongxu to heal me in this way? Apologize to Dongxu immediately!" Elder Feng, still furious, demanded.

"It's not that serious, Jiahui was just worried about you," Ge Dongxu said with a tired smile, and then skillfully removed the needles from Elder Feng's leg.

"What are you standing there for? Do I need to break your leg before you understand you need to apologize?" As soon as Ge Dongxu removed the needles from Elder Feng's leg, he suddenly stood up, full of life and vigor, with none of the slight trembling he had shown before.