I Am A Prodigy

Chapter 28: Eight Needles Of The God of Death

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hm?

Everybody was stunned.

They turned towards the source of the noise, and saw a youth standing outside the window of the room, looking as though he was enjoying the scenery downstairs.

"You?"

A look of displeasure crossed Grandmaster Jiang's face, "Are you doubting my medical skills?"

He had already made his conclusion. Ye Lingchen's words had insulted him.

"What do you think, Mr. Lin, you only need to give the word whether I should treat him." Ye Lingchen ignored Grandmaster Jiang, and continued to ask.

The Lin Family were all silent. In their hearts, they truly hoped Ye Lingchen was not joking, but their reasoning told them that this was practically impossible.

Grandmaster Jiang was an expert in his field. If the sickness was not in it's terminal stage, he would not declare a death sentence on someone.

This youth in front of them, he was too young, what did he know?

"Ah, what bluster!"

Grandmaster Jiang smiled despite his fury, "Grandfather Lin's respiratory system is in worse shape than some patients with terminal lung cancer, what basis have you to treat it?"

"The thing I hate most in this world, are those who pretend to be medical professionals, and use it to their benefit!"

Shaking his head, Ye Lingchen sighed softly, "If you were a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I might still provide you with some advice. It's a shame that you're a practitioner of Western Medicine, and have forgotten your roots. If our positions were reversed, would you be able to understand my medical skills?"

"You... you advise me?" Grandmaster Jiang pointed at Ye Lingchen, his entire body shook in his rage, his face flushed crimson, "You lying scoundrel! Does your shamelessness know no limit?"

Everybody looked at each other, shocked by Ye Lingchen's bold claims.

If they had not seen it for themselves, they would not have believed it. A youth who could barely grow a beard would dare to insult Grandmaster Jiang like this.

"It's fine. Since Mr. Lin does not believe me, goodbye."

Ye Lingchen waved his hand, and strode out towards the main entrance.

He had learnt Eight Extremities Fist from the kindness of Lin Tianhua and Lin Ruoyu. Ye Linchen was not one to owe anyone any favors, and that was why he had come to cure the old man.

However, since he was being stopped at all points, he would not insist.

"Wait!" Lin Ruoyu came to her senses, and blocked Ye Lingchen's way, wiping her tears, "I believe you! I agree! Please save my grandfather!"

Ye Lingchen looked at the others in the Lin Family, and seeing as no one was opposing it, he sat at the old man's bed.

He spoke plainly, "bring eight silver needles and a burner."

"Hm! I want to see what abilities you have!" Grandmaster Jiang huffed, and stood to one side.

The eight silver needles and the burner were quickly brought over to him.

The burner warmed up the temperature of the room. The red glow of the flames reflected on the faces of everyone present, painting their faces red as well.