Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 493: Medical Skills that Shocked the World

In a hotel room somewhere in Tianhai.

Aoba Iaki suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, his gaze tightly fixed on the image within the television.

His legs were not incapable of walking; he sat in a wheelchair only because severe internal injuries in his body would quickly deplete his physical strength when he walked.

Upon seeing in the live broadcast how a young man's three fingers had regrown, a wild joy spread across his aged face as he muttered to himself, "The Chinese medicine of Huaxia Country is indeed miraculous, it seems this trip won't be in vain for me."

Aoba Munehito stood quietly to the side, his facial expression fluctuating uncertainly.

At the same time.

Not only Aoba Iaki and Aoba Munehito, but everyone around the world who was watching the live broadcast was taken aback by this medical technique, involuntarily recalling the video that had spread online before. Could it be that the medical skills displayed by Shen Feng in that video were real?

In recent times, the Chinese Medicine Community in Huaxia Country had been in decline, to the point where many small clinic practitioners were treated like vermin, and those Chinese medicine hospitals barely saw any patients throughout the day.

On such an important day today, virtually the entire Chinese Medicine Community in Huaxia Country was watching the live broadcast. As they witnessed Shen Feng use his needle technique to miraculously regrow the young man's fingers, they suddenly felt a surge of pride and involuntarily clenched their fists the moment the miracle unfolded.

Meanwhile.

Outside the hospital where Shen Feng and the others were located.

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The young man's right thumb, index, and middle finger had fully recovered, and one could even say they looked exactly the same as before.

The middle-aged man standing by, upon seeing his son's regrown fingers, stood there with a stunned expression, as if he had lost his soul.

The young man looked at his right hand's fingers, blinking furiously, feeling as though he was dreaming. Trying to move his thumb, index, and middle fingers, he found them moving freely. His Adam's apple bobbed, he swallowed hard, finding no words to describe his current emotions.

Miao Bohou, Qiu Baixing, and others, although surprised, felt more pride and excitement. Their expressions seemed to say, "This is true Chinese medicine."

Shinichi Harada and Srenin felt as though they had fishbones stuck in their throats. Now they began to understand why Geberton had so uncharacteristically withdrawn from the competition. Could it be that Geberton had already witnessed Shen Feng's medical skills before?

Irene, Srenin's student, was filled with disbelief. This completely contradicted her understanding of Chinese medicine. She simply could not accept what was happening before her eyes, wanting to doubt that any of this was real.

However, the expert team had already examined the young man's palm; everything seen before their eyes was indeed real.

Shen Feng had no interest in wasting time standing around. He took the lead walking towards the hospital, saying, "This treatment indeed does not have to count in the competition."

"Let's go! Let the competition start quickly."

Miao Bohou and others followed closely behind Shen Feng, and the people from the expert team also quickly came to their senses and followed suit.

Shinichi Harada and Srenin had very unpleasant expressions on their faces. After exchanging glances, they finally headed inside the hospital.

Naturally, Irene followed behind her teacher, although her face was filled with complex emotions.

Soon.

The hospital entrance was left with only the middle-aged man and his son. By the time the father and son came to their senses, there was already no one around. They had not even had the chance to say thank you.

After calming their emotions for a while, they were afraid that chasing after them now would disturb their benefactor, so they decided to wait at the entrance for Shen Feng to come out and properly express their gratitude.

As for Shen Feng and the others who had gone into the hospital, they made their way toward the intensive care unit.

The patients in the regular wards simply could not showcase their medical skills.

However, as they passed by an operating room, someone was just being wheeled out, accompanied by the sound of miserable crying.

A beautiful woman in her thirties was weeping incessantly beside the patient being wheeled out.

Upon seeing Shen Feng, the woman's crying paused for a moment, and without a word, she rushed towards Shen Feng.

She suddenly grabbed Shen Feng's arm; perhaps too forcefully, she pressed his arm against the fullness of her chest.

But the beautiful woman seemed not to care at all and sobbed, "Please, save my father, you must save my father, I'll agree to any request you have."

This beautiful woman had arrived at the hospital just in time to see Shen Feng treating the young man's fingers outside, which made her witness the incredible scene. However, because she was anxious, she didn't stay at the entrance for long and rushed into the hospital first.

Shen Feng looked toward the patient who had been wheeled out, an old man who appeared to be about sixty years old.

The surgeon performing the operation on this elderly man was clearly aware of the situation at hand. With so many authorities from the medical circle present, he immediately recounted the man's condition.

It turned out that the elderly man had just been in a car accident.

The accident had caused numerous fractures in his ribcage and his heart was also showing signs of rupture; even his lungs, liver, and kidneys had been compressed. In fact, he had been dead upon arrival at the hospital, and the hospital had only attempted this almost futile resuscitation because of the man's identity.

The voice and images of the doctor describing the elderly man's condition were broadcast live on national television.

According to the doctor, the elderly man was already dead and there was absolutely no point in treating him.

Shinichi Harada and Srenin watched the beautiful woman plead nonstop with Shen Feng to treat the man, a smirk emerging on their faces as they stood by without saying a word.

Irene, who had never managed to step out from the shadows of her childhood, had her chest heaving as she demanded loudly, "If you can cure this patient, then there is no need to continue today's competition. You would undoubtedly be the number one in medical expertise. But do you have the ability?"

Neither Shinichi Harada nor Srenin rebuked Irene's words, they remained silent.

Miao Bohou, Qiu Baixing, and others had not yet fully penetrated the four hundred acupuncture techniques, remembering just in time that one of them was called the Regrow Bone and Flesh Needle.

"Senior Shen, he was once ranked third among our Tianhai leaders and indeed did many useful things for Tianhai. He can be considered upright," Miao Bohou commented softly from the side.

Shen Feng, feeling the elasticity transmitted from his arm, pulled away from the beautiful woman's grasp and with a silver needle box in hand, walked towards the deceased old man.

Just as the surgeon had stated the old man's condition, the experts and people like Shinichi Harada had taken the time to examine the old man's body and confirmed that he had indeed died.

Ignoring the gazes of those around him,

Shen Feng had no interest in wasting time here, and it would be good if he could end the competition early.

He quickly undressed the old man and inserted seven silver needles into his body one after another.

The arrangement of the seven silver needles was quite peculiar.

As all seven silver needles vibrated simultaneously,

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—light of these seven colors outlined an arch over the old man's body, instantly forming an exceedingly splendid rainbow of seven colors.

This was the Seven-Colored Acupuncture.

Each color represented different functions within the human body. This acupuncture technique could not only treat ordinary people but even cultivators at the Acquired and Innate levels.

Moreover, this technique could only be performed by those above the Seventh Layer of the Acquired State, with each application of spiritual energy into the silver needles requiring at least the power of the Eighth Layer of the Acquired State.

If the goal was to revitalize Chinese medicine, then let's make Chinese medicine even more mythical.

Shen Feng did not write down this Seven-Colored Acupuncture technique. If Miao Bohou and others could proficiently use those four hundred acupuncture techniques, it would be sufficient to make the Chinese Medicine Community dazzle brilliantly.

As the Seven-Colored Rainbow appeared,

The old man's bones, heart, and various other organs inside were rapidly healing, and even the surgical incisions on his body were closing up.

At that moment,

Everyone present held their breath.

About several minutes later,

When the dead old man opened his eyes, everyone's mouth was incessantly drawing in sharp breaths.

It must be known that this old man hadn't simply died; his internal organs were all ruptured, and with so many broken bones, it would normally be impossible to revive him.

But just after the old man opened his eyes, he got up on his own as if nothing had happened and stood on the ground like an untroubled person.

At that instant,

No one could utter a word.

The medical techniques displayed by Shen Feng were sure to shock the entire world!