Peerless Medical Emperor

At the same time, Patriarch Zheng stared coldly at Zhuge Yunduan.

”My son’s condition was already improving. Divine Physician Chen had already pulled my son back from the brink of death.”

”And you, spouting your nonsense here... I hate myself for ever believing you.”

Patriarch Zheng truly hated himself.

”Don’t you dare lay another hand on me, or I’ll fight back!”

Zhuge Yunduan said defiantly.

”Fight back?!”

”I’d like to see you try!”

At that moment, an expert from the Zheng Family at the Guiyuan Realm appeared.

”Do you think my Zheng Family is full of nobodies?”

Patriarch Zheng glared at Zhuge Yunduan, his face livid.

His son’s life was hanging by a thread, and this bastard actually wanted to cause a scene in the Zheng household.

”Zhao Mo, tie this man up for me.”

Patriarch Zheng looked toward the Zheng Family’s Guiyuan Realm expert.

”Yes, sir.”

Zhao Mo nodded quickly.

”What, you’re going to make a move?”

Zhao Mo watched Zhuge Yunduan coldly.

’It seems escaping the Zheng Family today will be difficult.’

’But staying here could be a death sentence.’

This was a prospect Zhuge Yunduan was naturally unwilling to face.

And so, at this very moment, he decided to flee.

Instantly, he leaped high into the air, several meters in a single bound. He kicked off the trunk of a nearby tree, trying to make a swift getaway.

But to his surprise, Zhao Mo was even faster.

He intercepted him in mid-air, a step ahead, and threw a punch.

BAM!

With a dull thud, Zhao Mo’s fist smashed into Zhuge Yunduan’s face.

The man’s face instantly swelled up, looking utterly grotesque.

Zhuge Yunduan had never imagined he would see such a day.

”Hey, hey, hey! Brother, let’s not get rough.”

”If you’re going to tie me up, fine, but can you give me some face? Let me get my footing first.”

Zhuge Yunduan’s earlier arrogance had completely vanished.

He was now completely at Zhao Mo’s mercy.

No matter how unwilling he was, what could he do? He could only face the situation.

But Zhao Mo completely ignored Zhuge Yunduan’s request. He roughly trussed Zhuge Yunduan up and shoved him directly in front of Patriarch Zheng.

”Patriarch, what should we do with this man?”

Zhao Mo looked at Zheng Shifang.

”Toss him aside. The sight of him is disgusting.”

Patriarch Zheng said with a cold expression.

Zhao Mo immediately tossed Zhuge Yunduan aside like a ragdoll, a clear sign of utter disrespect.

Zhuge Yunduan had never been so humiliated, but for now, all he could do was endure it.

Patriarch Zheng quickly turned his gaze to Chen Qingdi and spoke urgently, ”Divine Physician Chen, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have believed that bastard Zhuge Yunduan. Please, save my son! I’m begging you.”

”The situation is very complicated now. I had already used Shi Hall’s Sixteen Immortal Needles to clear your son’s damaged meridians. But now, that little pill of his has destroyed all my hard work.”

Chen Qingdi said with a helpless expression.

”I implore you, Divine Physician Chen, to act again and save my son’s life.”

Patriarch Zheng said with utmost sincerity.

”Go get one of his little pills. I need to see its ingredients so I can prescribe the right treatment.”

Chen Qingdi said, glancing at Patriarch Zheng.

Patriarch Zheng immediately glanced at Steward Su, who was standing to the side.

Steward Su instantly understood the Patriarch’s meaning. He hurried over to Zhuge Yunduan, frisked him, and pulled out a small vial of pills, which he then handed to Chen Qingdi.

”Divine Physician Chen, please take a look. What are the ingredients? How can we treat my son’s illness?”

Patriarch Zheng said anxiously.

Chen Qingdi took out one of the pills Zhuge Yunduan had developed. He sniffed it carefully, then crushed it with a light pinch of his fingers.

One look at the contents was all Chen Qingdi needed to identify them.

”This contains Returning Fragrance Wood, Spring Wind Grass, and Blood Dragon Root. They’re all stimulants. Taking this pill is what severed the meridians that were already weakly connected.”

Chen Qingdi said.

Listening from the side, Zhuge Yunduan was utterly shocked.

’What Chen Qingdi just said about my pill’s ingredients was spot on,’ he thought. ’Could it be this kid with the surname Chen actually has some real skill?’

But he remained deeply unconvinced.

No matter what, he still firmly believed that even if Chen Qingdi made a move, he couldn’t save Young Master Zheng. In the end, the boy would still die.

’And as long as he can’t cure Young Master Zheng’s illness, Patriarch Zheng definitely won’t let him go.’

”So what do we do now?”

Patriarch Zheng looked at Chen Qingdi with a burning gaze.

”What else can we do? The only option is to perform the Sixteen Immortal Needles again.”

”There’s no other way. But this time, there’s a prerequisite.”

Chen Qingdi said.

”Name it. As long as it’s something I can do, I will do everything in my power to cooperate.”

Patriarch Zheng said.

”I need a drop of your blood.”

”It’s mainly to activate your son’s meridians. You are father and son; if I process your blood, it can have a certain awakening effect... Anyway, I won’t get into the details. You probably wouldn’t understand even if I explained.”

Chen Qingdi said.

”Forget a drop of blood—I’d give you a liter!”

Patriarch Zheng said.

To save his son, he was willing to do anything.

Seeing Patriarch Zheng’s determination, Chen Qingdi had no choice but to start over from scratch.

However, before preparing the needles, Chen Qingdi first went to Senior Situ Xian.

”Senior, may I ask a favor of you?”

Chen Qingdi said with a smile, looking at Situ Xian.

”What favor? Go ahead and ask.”

Situ Xian was also quite curious.

But he now held this young man, Chen Qingdi, in very high regard.

”It’s like this: after I perform the Sixteen Immortal Needles, and before Young Master Zheng has fully recovered, I hope you can stay here and stand guard for a few days. After all, I can’t be by Young Master Zheng’s side at all times.”

”This is to prevent anyone with malicious intent from harming Young Master Zheng.”

Chen Qingdi said.

Situ Xian directly nodded in agreement to Chen Qingdi’s request.

”Young friend, I agree to your conditions.”

”You may begin with the needles now.”

Situ Xian said.

”Alright.”

Chen Qingdi nodded.

Then, Chen Qingdi walked up to Young Master Zheng. With a gentle wave of his hand, the silver needles flew out and shot into Young Master Zheng’s body.

The Sixteen Immortal Needles, each one piercing an acupoint on Young Master Zheng with flawless precision.

Instantly, Young Master Zheng, who had been on the verge of breathing his last, underwent an earth-shattering change.

This was something Patriarch Zheng had never expected.

Seeing Young Master Zheng’s condition return to normal, Patriarch Zheng was overjoyed.

At the same time, his heart filled with immense respect for Chen Qingdi.