Chapter 107 - Healing

Tie Niu’s home was at the very end of Xiyuan Town, but even from the entrance of Xiyuan Town, it took only five or six minutes to walk to Tie Niu’s place—a low bungalow nestled within a small courtyard, which was his family’s home.The courtyard was cluttered with firewood and various other items.

Passing through the courtyard, Ye Chenfeng and Mao Kangping followed Tie Niu into the house, where a man who appeared to be in his fifties or sixties lay pale-faced on the bed.

Tie Niu introduced him, “My benefactor, this is my father.”

Ye Chenfeng had not expected Tie Niu’s father to be of such an old age.

Tie Niu seemed to be about the same age as Ye Chenfeng, yet if his father were any older, he could have been Ye Chenfeng’s grandfather.

“Tie Niu, what are you shouting about?” Tie Niu’s father asked in a weak voice, not even opening his eyes.

Tie Niu’s father, named Wang Youli, was known in Xiyuan Town for being an honest man and was very willing to help others, which made him well-liked and giving him good relationships within the town.

Tie Niu’s real name was Wang Qiang, but since he had been strong since childhood, the people of Xiyuan Town nicknamed him Tie Niu, which means “Iron Bull.” The simple and honest Tie Niu quite liked this nickname, finding it endearing.

“Dad, our benefactor has come to Xiyuan Town to see us,” explained Tie Niu.

“Just now, the benefactor even…” Tie Niu recounted in detail the events that had just transpired, particularly Ye Chenfeng’s miraculous ability to turn a bullet around.

Wang Youli was perfectly aware of his son’s character; Tie Niu was always straightforward with everyone.

Having lived most of his life, Wang Youli had never heard of such things.

Opening his eyes slightly, he glanced over Ye Chenfeng and Mao Kangping before finally resting his gaze on Ye Chenfeng, saying, “Young man, you must be the benefactor Tie Niu mentioned!

Ever since he came back to Xiyuan Town, he keeps bringing you up to me.”

Ye Chenfeng felt a brief moment of surprise, sensing with his keen intuition that when Wang Youli had opened his eyes, there had been a flash of sharpness in his gaze.

Yet it didn’t seem as though Wang Youli was feigning illness, giving Ye Chenfeng the impression of a past hero in his twilight years.

Moreover, Tie Niu hadn’t even introduced Ye Chenfeng yet!

How could Wang Youli have taken a wild guess and concluded that Ye Chenfeng was the benefactor his son had spoken of?

After all, Mao Kangping was also there!

What made him exclude Mao Kangping outright after just one look?

From these observations, Ye Chenfeng was certain that Tie Niu’s father was far from a simple man.

In fact, he should have realized this earlier.

The Primeval Forest was rampant with fierce beasts; could an ordinary farmer enter it and still leave with his life?

“Old man, don’t talk like that; the mushrooms Tie Niu sold last time were exactly what I needed,” Ye Chenfeng replied politely before asking, “Old man, how are you feeling now?”

Wang Youli struggled to raise his arm and waved it, saying, “I’ve lived most of my life, I’ve lived enough.

It seems King Yama is calling me to join him for a drink.”

“Dad, please don’t talk like that.

I haven’t properly taken care of you yet!

Our benefactor said he might have a way to cure you,” said Tie Niu, his simple face filled with hope as he gazed at Ye Chenfeng.

“Young man, do you also understand medical skills?” Wang Youli asked curiously while sizing up Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng nodded in affirmation and replied, “I have some knowledge.

Let me try and see if I can cure you, old man!”

Placing his palm on Wang Youli’s chest, Ye Chenfeng gently infused Soul Force into the man’s body.

It did not take long for Ye Chenfeng to understand what was ailing Wang Youli—he had been poisoned, and it was a lethal toxin at that.

Ye Chenfeng took out the acupuncture kit he carried with him and used a lighter to briefly sterilize the silver needles.

In almost the same second, “swish swish swish,” five silver needles pierced into the acupuncture points on Wang Youli’s chest.

Mao Kangping, who stood by, widened his eyes in astonishment.

He had been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine before and had seen old doctors perform acupuncture, inserting needles carefully and unhurriedly after locating the points.

But wasn’t Ye Chenfeng’s speed and technique a bit too exaggerated?

However, he didn’t think that Ye Chenfeng was bluffing.

He was convinced that Ye Chenfeng truly had the skill; furthermore, he now saw Ye Chenfeng as even more of an expert, not only skilled in martial arts but also in medical skills.

After the five needles were inserted, Ye Chenfeng slowly infused Soul Force through the silver needles, hoping to expel the poison from Wang Youli’s body using the power of Soul Force.

Time ticked away, and Ye Chenfeng had been treating continuously for three hours now, his complexion growing increasingly pale.

He was surprised to discover that even with the combination of Soul Force and acupuncture, he couldn’t draw out the poison from Wang Youli’s body, which left him somewhat frustrated. Google seaʀᴄh ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet

After all, wasn’t it effortless for him to cure Zhao Qihua, who had been poisoned and in a coma for three months?

Another hour passed, and the Soul Force in Ye Chenfeng’s body was nearing exhaustion.

He had no choice but to stop the treatment, but before doing so, he sealed several critical acupuncture points on Wang Youli to ensure that Wang wouldn’t have any life-threatening issues for the time being.

Upon removing the silver needles from Wang Youli’s chest and because he had sealed several important points, the poison could not spread quickly.

Wang Youli’s originally pale face regained a bit of color.

“Young man, you really are a Divine Doctor!

I feel much better now,” said Wang Youli, his voice now much stronger.

Ye Chenfeng shook his head, “Elder, you have been greatly poisoned.

I can’t cure you right now, but I’ve temporarily sealed your points.

You won’t be in any life danger for a short period.”

Ye Chenfeng sighed and continued, “Elder, do you know why you were poisoned?”

Wang Youli furrowed his brows as if recalling something.

After a short pause, he said, “Young man, speaking of poisoning, I do remember something.

I found the mushroom I sold to you in a valley within the Primeval Forest, and the valley was filled with a foul smell.

I took only two breaths before I held my breath.

Could it be that gas that poisoned me?”

“That’s a very high possibility.

To expel the poison from your body, I’ll definitely have to visit that valley again,” Ye Chenfeng murmured to himself.

“Young man, forget it, I’ve lived long enough.

What if there’s no antidote for the severe poison in the valley?

Besides, the Primeval Forest is too dangerous,” Wang Youli seemed to have come to terms with life and death, showing no great fear.

“Elder, could you draw the exact location of that mushroom in the Primeval Forest for me?

I need to make a trip there,” asserted Ye Chenfeng.

“Young man, that won’t do.

I’ve already said that the Primeval Forest is too dangerous,” Wang Youli insisted seriously.

“Elder, that mushroom is extremely important to me.

Even if you don’t mark the exact spot, I’ll still have to take a trip into the Primeval Forest.” Right now, the Yun Teng Mushroom was more important than anything else for Ye Chenfeng; he couldn’t wait to increase his strength!