Free Web NovelChapter 114: Chapter 102: Crawl Over and Apologize to My Teacher
Inside the spacious, brightly lit rear hall. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Li Changsheng’s face was deathly pale. His breathing was labored, his words were choked, and his limbs were spasming. With a crooked mouth and skewed eyes, he looked as if he’d had a stroke. Golden Needles were stuck all over his back and face.
An elderly physician from the organization was using profound techniques to personally suppress Old Deng’s volatile energy.
"Elder Li, you must cooperate with me. You can’t get angry again. If you do, all our progress will be for naught."
The old physician, Xu Mingjie, said with a sigh.
Since yesterday afternoon, every time they reached a critical moment in the Golden Needle acupuncture, Li Changsheng would become agitated. His limbs would convulse, causing the energy that Xu Mingjie had worked so hard to suppress to fall into chaos once more.
This had happened three times. Not only had it failed to cure Li Changsheng, but it had actually made his condition even worse.
If this ordeal repeated a few more times, the hundred-year-old elder might very well die right here.
"Li Changsheng, I know you feel wronged, but for the sake of your own life, you have to endure this. Can you do that?" freёwebnoѵel.com
Xu Mingjie said again.
He took a Golden Needle between his fingers and began to slowly insert it into the Baihui point on the crown of Li Changsheng’s head.
Suddenly, Li Changsheng became extremely agitated again. His body trembled, his face twitched violently, and his breathing grew ragged and chaotic. His lips quivered as he managed to force out some words.
"I... I... I... F... Fuck... Fuck you... I... I... I... I..."
As he spoke, his mouth twisted even more severely.
Even his eyes started to roll back in his head.
Xu Mingjie’s expression changed drastically. Not daring to continue, he quickly pulled the Golden Needle from the crown of the man’s head.
"Quick! Someone get over here! Elder Li is having another episode!"
Xu Mingjie shouted, turning his head.
Chen Xuan, who had been walking over, showed a subtle change in expression. In the next instant, he dissolved into a gentle breeze and swept into the hall.
The moment he entered, he saw Li Changsheng, whose body was convulsing, his mouth crooked and eyes askew, as if in the throes of an epileptic seizure.
"Master!"
Chen Xuan cried out in shock.
"Foreign Affairs Envoy Chen..."
Xu Mingjie’s expression also shifted slightly. He immediately stood and bowed. "You’re here..."
He dared not put on any airs before this prodigy who was rapidly rising to prominence within the organization.
"How did this happen?"
Chen Xuan asked, looking in shock at Old Deng, whose mouth was still twisted.
"It’s happening again! He’s having another episode!"
Yunxing rushed in after him, saying in shock, "Master has had three episodes like this since last night. Each time, he gets extremely agitated and tries to curse up a storm, but he can’t get the words out, like something is blocking his breath..."
"That’s right, Foreign Affairs Envoy Chen..."
Xu Mingjie immediately explained respectfully, "Your honored Master has a blockage of stagnant frustration in his heart, preventing proper energy flow. It’s obstructing his vessels, causing his body to become uncontrollable, hence the crooked mouth, skewed eyes, and convulsions... I’ve been doing my utmost to suppress it with Golden Needle acupuncture...
However, he can’t seem to overcome his own mental block. Every time we reach the most critical moment, he’s overwhelmed by emotional turmoil, and his anger flares up. This is what’s making his condition worse. If we can’t clear this stagnant frustration and smooth out his energy soon, I’m afraid his life may be in danger..."
"What needs to be done?"
Chen Xuan asked immediately.
"You help me hold him down. The most important thing is to try to keep him calm. He absolutely cannot get angry."
Xu Mingjie said.
"Alright!"
Chen Xuan immediately walked over and took hold of Li Changsheng’s body. A warm current of Gang Energy enveloped Li Changsheng’s arm as he said, "Master, I’m back..."
Li Changsheng, whose eyes were rolling back and body was convulsing, struggled to look toward Chen Xuan. His mouth trembled constantly as he stammered, "Xiao... Xiaochen... I... I... I... I... I’ve never... suffered... su-su-su-su... such... hu-hu-hu-hu... humili..."
"I know. I will get revenge for you."
Chen Xuan’s voice was firm. "I will make Jiang Tianxiong pay a thousand, no, ten thousand times over. Trust me, just don’t get angry... Jiang Tianxiong will come here and kneel to you in apology..."
He seethed with hatred inwardly.
’Jiang Tianxiong, you’ve really done it now,’ he thought.
’To enrage a 120-year-old man to this state!’
’You’ve got some real nerve!’
"G-good, good, good, good..."
Li Changsheng’s lips quivered. He tried his best not to get angry, but his body still trembled slightly.
Xu Mingjie took a light breath, picked up a Golden Needle, and said, "Elder Li, I’m going to insert the needle now. You absolutely must not get angry again..."
"N-n-n-no... not angry..."
Li Changsheng’s eyes were still rolled back, but he did his utmost to remain calm.
Finally, Xu Mingjie thrust the needle in, sinking it all the way to its base.
Then, he channeled his energy, forcefully slapping and pressing several major acupoints on Li Changsheng’s body...
After a flurry of activity that lasted about as long as it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Li Changsheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood. His vision went dark, his body went limp, and he fainted.
Xu Mingjie, however, let out a long sigh of relief.
"It’s done."
He took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his brow, then swiftly removed the Golden Needles from Li Changsheng’s body. "The stagnant anger has been smoothed out, and the congealed blood has been completely forced out. He just needs to go back and rest well. But he absolutely cannot get angry again, or he’ll risk a relapse at any moment!"
"Thank you, Doctor Xu!"
Chen Xuan said.
"Foreign Affairs Envoy Chen, you’re too kind."
Xu Mingjie replied humbly, performing a cupped-fist salute.
"Yunxing, let’s go!"
Chen Xuan picked up Old Deng’s body and walked straight outside.
Yunxing immediately followed behind him.
Returning to Old Deng’s residence, Chen Xuan placed Li Changsheng’s body on the bed, then turned and said, "You take care of Old Deng from now on. I’m going to deal with Jiang Tianxiong."
"Are you really going after Jiang Tianxiong?"
Yunxing looked shocked. "Don’t be rash! He’s at the Eighth Layer of Gang Energy..."
"I know. Draw a portrait of him for me!"
Chen Xuan’s tone was chilling, radiating an invisible pressure.
Faced with this pressure, even Yunxing didn’t dare to object. She could only stammer meekly, "O-okay... alright then."
Relying on her memory, she walked to the desk, picked up a calligraphy brush, and began to draw on a blank sheet of paper.
