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Chapter 67 - 67 67 Suturing of the Meridians

?67: Chapter 67: Suturing of the Meridians 67: Chapter 67: Suturing of the Meridians An Yiqing was using the Bone Shattering Technique inherited from the Medicine Sect’s Secret Technique, the essence of which is that after the bones are shattered and rejoined, there are no aftermath complications, as if the injury never occurred.

However, since this was the Inner Breath Bone Shattering Technique, the pain involved was incomparable to that of ordinary fractures.

In the history of the Medicine Sect, many had attempted to use this method to treat bone diseases for patients, yet very few could endure the process.

“Can you hold on?”

Ye Feng gasped fiercely, sweat beads rolling down his pale face, his voice somewhat tremorous: “I can!

Continue!”

An Yiqing nodded slightly upon hearing this, her hands moving faster and faster, and the frequency of the palm strikes increased.

Gradually, a fine layer of sweat appeared on An Yiqing’s delicate nose.

“What is this technique?!” Ye Hong, standing outside of the operating room, had excitement sparkling in his eyes, seemingly unconcerned about his big brother’s endurance.

“Heavens!

That technique is amazing!”

“This girl is awesome!”

The members of “Red Thorn” seemed as masochistic as their boss—what concerned them at the moment was not whether Ye Feng could bear the pain, but they marveled at An Yiqing’s mesmerizing medical technique.

It wasn’t that they weren’t worried about Ye Feng, but they all understood that those who followed their boss were tough guys.

If they couldn’t even bear this little pain, they might as well pack up and go back home!

Time ticked by, and from inside the operating room, low, suppressed moans from Ye Feng could be heard intermittently.

After An Yiqing delivered the final palm strike, even the two assistants by her side had a fine layer of sweat on their backs.

“Take a half-hour break, then we’ll begin suturing the meridians.” Bone shattering was just the first step; the most painful part, the suturing of the meridians, had not yet started.

An Yiqing pulled out a silver needle and pricked it into Ye Feng’s head, “Take a nap.”

No sooner had she spoken than Ye Feng closed his eyes and sank into sleep.

“How do you feel?” As soon as An Yiqing stepped out of the operating room, Gu Yelin approached quickly.

He saw the fine sweat on the girl’s nose and couldn’t help feeling a twinge of heartache.

“I’m fine.

The bone shattering was very successful.

After the meridian suturing, we’ll fix it with a cast.

There won’t be any complications.”

“Take a rest,” Gu Yelin said, preventing others from disturbing An Yiqing, “You’ll have to suture the meridians later.

Take care of yourself.”

“Mm, okay.” An Yiqing felt warm inside.

Half an hour later, An Yiqing returned to the operating room.

“The upcoming surgery is extremely complex, I need both of you to collaborate fully,” An Yiqing gently instructed the two assistants, “One to assist me, the other to control Ye Feng’s body, and constantly monitor his blood pressure and heartbeat.”

After hearing An Yiqing’s words, the male and female doctors both nodded respectfully.

They had witnessed the bone shattering process, and knew that the level of medical skill this girl possessed was beyond their reach.

Any discontent they felt about being assistants to their boss had long since dissipated.

An Yiqing gently pulled out the silver needle from Ye Feng’s head, and Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes.

Miraculously, during the half hour that he had been asleep, he had not felt any pain, and now his spirit seemed much improved.

“The surgery is about to start.

If you can’t hold on, tell me,” An Yiqing’s gentle voice rang in Ye Feng’s ears.

“Okay.”

The human body’s meridian system can generally be divided into the Twelve Regular Meridians, the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, and the Central Meridian as described by the Esoteric Sect.

Each meridian is intricately intertwined, connected to various organs such as the heart, liver, spleen, and stomach, affecting the whole body with a single movement.

Meridian suturing, as the name implies, involves stitching the damaged meridians together.

But because the process is too dangerous, and since technology has not advanced to such levels, meridian suturing only exists in legends.

Until now, not even the past Sect Leaders of the Medicine Sect have attempted it.

An Yiqing, with her extraordinary talent and peculiar Vital energy capable of clairvoyant healing, compensated for the shortcomings of modern science.

Instead of needle and thread, the materials for meridian suturing were the Inner Breath Vitality, Condense Qi into Form.

This posed a severe challenge even for masters of Inner Breath.

“Mm…” At the start of the suturing, Ye Feng uttered a suppressed groan.

The pain was different from the bone shattering; it was a torment like thousands of ants gnawing at the heart.

The burning and pain seemed inborn, like demons intertwining with the soul, unable to be shaken off.

With the assistants’ cooperation, An Yiqing cut open Ye Feng’s flesh with a scalpel and, using her unique Vital energy to Condense Spirit into Form under the guidance of her Clairvoyant Eye, slowly stitched the meridians on Ye Feng’s legs together.

The male and female doctors widened their eyes in awe at the scene before them; the operating table was covered in blood, and the serene girl was engrossed in the midst of it all.

Her right index finger mysteriously emitted a faint white glow, moving through the flesh at a speed indecipherable to the naked eye.

What is she doing?!

Is this the legendary meridian suturing?!

“Is this Condense Qi into Form?!” Ye Hong’s eyes widened, emitting an incredulous gasp.

“Is this the Condense Qi into Form that only the boss can perform?”

“Damn!

Miss Qing is mighty!

My idol!”

“Hiss—!”

Amidst the rising and falling exclamations from the crowd, Gu Yelin, who had been watching An Yiqing, unconsciously furrowed his brows.

Given the young woman’s current strength, wasn’t Condense Qi into Form too much of a risk?

If the surgery dragged on for too long, her Inner Breath would be depleted more and more, and then…

Worry flashed in Gu Yelin’s dark eyes, and his hands, hanging by his sides, clenched more tightly, his tall frame standing rigidly in front of the operating room.

“Miss An, how are you doing?” The male doctor looked at An Yiqing with some concern.

Fifty minutes had passed; normally, this girl’s Inner Breath should have been almost completely depleted by now.

“I’m fine, continue.”

At this moment, Ye Feng felt as if he were becoming numb from the intense pain, the heart-eating agony relentlessly assaulting his nerves.

A voice in his mind kept tempting him: “Sleep, and the pain will go away…

Just sleep…” Ye Feng felt increasingly drowsy, his consciousness seemed to be drifting away…

“Ye Feng!

Do not sleep!” A shout imbued with Inner Breath pulled Ye Feng’s consciousness slowly back!