Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 221: Medical Skills Astonish the Crowd

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Are you kidding me!

Shen Feng actually said he could cure Hu Shanqing’s right leg? Continue reading at novelbuddy

The students in the classroom showed their disdain; if that right leg could be cured, then with Hu Shanqing’s medical skills, he wouldn’t have become a cripple.

"Who the hell does this guy think he is? Did he come here to cause trouble in our College of Chinese Medicine? How dare he be so disrespectful to Elder Hu, acting like he’s on the same level in terms of medical skills?"

"I think he’s just here for laughs. He’s just wasting our time studying Chinese medicine, and Elder Hu isn’t going to teach us many more classes."

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Listening to the complaints of his fellow students, Du Zheng said to Xu Han and Xiao Yiqiu, "Look, the masses have sharp eyes. This guy is way over his head. I really doubt he knows anything about medicine."

Xu Han sighed inwardly, feeling that Shen Feng indeed looked quite handsome, but turned out to be all bark and no bite.

"Yiqiu, looks like this good-looking guy is going to make a fool of himself," said Xu Han.

Xiao Yiqiu glanced at Shen Feng and after pursing her lips, she said, "You can’t fake the look in someone’s eyes, and his are filled with indifference and confidence."

Xu Han knew that her best friend was not the talkative type, but whenever she did speak, she hit the nail on the head. Xu Han asked incredulously, "Are you saying that he can cure Elder Hu’s right leg? That his medical skills truly surpass Elder Hu’s?"

Xiao Yiqiu shook her head, her eyes slightly focused, as she couldn’t see through Shen Feng.

Xu Han was even more confused: "What do you mean by shaking your head?"

Xiao Yiqiu replied, "I’m not saying his medical skills surpass Elder Hu’s, I was just assessing his eyes."

"It’s contradictory. His medical skills obviously can’t be higher than Elder Hu’s, and it’s even less likely that he can cure Elder Hu’s leg. So, where does his calm and confidence come from?"

Sometimes Xu Han felt it was really tiring to talk with this best friend of hers. She said, "Let’s not guess anymore, the answer will reveal itself soon enough."

Xiao Yiqiu calmly nodded.

At the door, Miao Bohou said to Shen Feng, "Young man, don’t speak rashly because of a moment of impulse. How about I arrange for your sister to be transferred to another class?"

Cripple Hu said, "Miao Bohou, don’t bother with today’s matter. Chinese medicine is declining day by day, precisely because there are too many people who brag without real abilities, leading more and more people to distrust Chinese medicine. If this kid doesn’t give me a good reason today, he won’t be allowed to leave."

Shen Feng shrugged casually and said, "Recently, your right knee must have been hurting more and more, right?"

Cripple Hu was stunned; indeed, his right knee had been hurting severely recently, but he had strong willpower, and no one else could tell. Why would this young man know about it?

Then Cripple Hu had an epiphany–this young man must have been guessing. After all, there was a problem with his right leg, so saying that his knee hurt was perfectly reasonable.

Cripple Hu directly said, "Stop with the empty talk, how long would you need to cure my leg?"

Shen Feng replied indifferently, "Five minutes should suffice!"

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Five minutes?

Talking big really doesn’t cost a thing, huh! To boast to such an extent! Can’t you have some shame!

Cripple Hu really wanted to laugh, this kid in front of him was too amusing. Chinese medicine has always been about gradual progress, and even if someone really could cure his leg, it would likely take a lot of time.

What can be done in five minutes? Some people take longer than that just to have a bowel movement.

Miao Bohou and Chen Jishun were also speechless; Shen Feng was really over the top, did he think they were all idiots?

Chen Jishun wanted to end this farce and glanced at Miao Bohou.

"Elder Hu, you teach your class! I’ll take this student to another class," said Miao Bohou, catching Chen Jishun’s glance.

Cripple Hu wasn’t having any of it: "Miao Bohou, are you really against seeing my leg healed? This young man said he could fix my leg in five minutes, so why not give him five minutes?"

Shen Feng said, "Did I ever say I would personally cure your leg? I just said it could be cured, that’s all!"

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Watching Shen Feng’s impressive demeanor, Cripple Hu believed the young man had cowered and wanted to use that as an excuse to back down.

Not just him, but everyone else, except for Tang Kexin, shared this thought.

"Young man, if you can cure this leg of mine, then not only will I kneel before you to apologize, I will also take you as my master and agree to any request you make," said Cripple Hu, looking at Shen Feng.

Take Shen Feng as a master?

Who would be benefitting from this? Shen Feng had no interest in Cripple Hu whatsoever, but considering his sister would be studying here in the future, he thought he might lend a hand just this once! His sister, Tang Kexin, had done quite a lot for him after all. He said, "Bring me a box of silver needles."

Upon hearing this, Cripple Hu immediately took out a box of silver needles that he carried with him.

"You want to use acupuncture to treat my right leg?" asked Cripple Hu.

Shen Feng did not answer, and simply stated, "Roll up your trouser leg."

Cripple Hu wanted to see what tricks Shen Feng could pull off. He walked into the classroom, sat on a chair, and rolled up his trouser leg.

Miao Bohou and others really couldn’t bear to watch this farce any longer, but Cripple Hu was too stubborn.

After Cripple Hu rolled up his trouser leg.

Shen Feng pinched one needle after another, infusing each with spiritual energy as he picked it up.

The silver needles began to tremble slightly between his fingers.

After witnessing this scene.

Cripple Hu shivered all over, his previous disdain swept away. As a renowned doctor within the Chinese Medicine Community, how could he not recognize the use of spiritual energy to control needles!

He had reached such a ripe old age, and could barely manage to use spiritual energy to control the needles, yet each time the tremor of the needles was faint, nowhere near comparable to the trembling of the silver needles in Shen Feng’s hands.

Miao Bohou and Chen Jishun also stood frozen in place. When it came to medical skills, Miao Bohou was not inferior to Cripple Hu, but he had never been able to control needles with energy.

Never eaten pork, but never seen a pig run?

The students in the classroom had also heard of the notion of controlling needles with energy—this was the stuff of legends in the Chinese Medicine Community!

Shen Feng inserted the silver needles around Cripple Hu’s kneecap.

After several needles had been inserted.

The silver needles began to tremble slightly and Cripple Hu could no longer feel the pain in his knee.

Immediately afterward.

Three small golden dragon illusions appeared above Cripple Hu’s kneecap, entwining around it as though tightening more and more.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!——"

The sound of fine bone cracking echoed in the air, as the kneecap wrapped by the three golden dragon illusions broke apart.

But Cripple Hu felt no pain whatsoever.

His kneecap had been severely injured when he was young, and it had never properly healed since. To fully recover his leg, his kneecap had to be crushed first.

After the kneecap was pulverized.

The three golden dragon illusions unwrapped themselves and faintly clung to Cripple Hu’s kneecap.

The unbelievable happened again; visibly to the naked eye, one could see Cripple Hu’s shattered kneecap slowly becoming whole again, rapidly healing.

Everyone was stunned, the needle technique before them was unheard of and unseen before.

For a moment, the classroom fell silent, devoid of any breathing sounds. Everyone involuntarily held their breath, their gaze converging once more on Shen Feng, but now, those eyes were devoid of scorn or disdain.