Strongest Medical Saint

The thunderous sounds continued.

Above the withered muscles of the muscular man and the old man's head, the phantom of lightning flickered incessantly.

This Thunderstroke Needle Technique involves converting a cultivator's spiritual energy into the power of lightning for acupuncture.

The lightning power produced by this technique is very gentle and will not cause any adverse effects on the patient, only to reactivate the patient's dead functions.

After a short while.

As the phantom lightning gradually vanished and Shen Feng quickly removed the silver needles,

it was clear that the muscular man's right arm had completely recovered, which had been drooping and almost immobile before.

Now, he could flexibly control his own right arm, and all the muscles in his arm had been restored. This was simply miraculous.

It was one thing for the muscular man's arm to recover, but for the atrophied muscles to be completely restored to their original state was something else entirely. What kind of sorcery was this? Qiu Baixing and the others felt surging giant waves in their hearts, so shocked they nearly bit their tongues off.

Then they saw the old man was no longer dim-witted and oblivious; he murmured to himself, "I remember now, I remember everything, my memory has come back."

He excitedly stood up from the chair, gratefully holding Shen Feng's hand, "You are a divine healer! You truly are a divine healer!"

"Thank you, thank you so very much!"

Shen Feng casually replied, "It's nothing, rest assured, your head won't have any sequelae."

After the old man had finished thanking Shen Feng, the muscular man also immediately bowed in thanks. He was a manual laborer, and his family depended entirely on his earnings. If he fell, his family would be ruined. Originally, he had braced himself for a long treatment, but who would have expected such a turn of fortune? Such severe muscle atrophy healed in just a short time—this was the mark of a true divine healer!

The three previous patients in the room stood up again and approached Shen Feng. They owed so much to this young divine healer today! Otherwise, who knows how much more they would have had to suffer?

All five patients repeatedly expressed their gratitude to Shen Feng, and when they looked at Qiu Baixing and the others, their eyes were full of undisguised disdain.

Their gaze seemed to be saying to Qiu Baixing and the others, "Your medical skills are so poor!"

Qiu Baixing and the others didn't want to argue with the five patients, and Ding Yuenian said, "Could you five please sit aside for a moment?"
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After the five patients had sat down again, Shen Feng asked, "So, have I advanced to the finals?"

Wang Wenhe hurried to reply before anyone else, "Is there even a question? The medical skills you just demonstrated can no longer be called mere medical skills, they're practically a miracle. If you can't advance to the finals, then the judges must be blind."

Unconsciously, he had begun to use honorifics for Shen Feng.

Qiu Baixing, Pang Nianda, and Ding Yuenian instantly glared at Wang Wenhe, the fellow was roundaboutly criticizing them!

Especially Pang Nianda, who was Wang Wenhe's master! He knew his disciple very well, a definite medical zealot. It seemed his disciple was completely captivated by Shen Feng's medical skills. Just as he was about to feign a scolding,

Qiu Baixing and Ding Yuenian dashed to Shen Feng like rabbits, faces showing extremely amicable smiles.

Their unwillingness had dissipated, and witnessing such medical skills was also a happiness for them! The Chinese Medicine Community of Huaxia Country really had hope now.

Qiu Baixing said with a smile, "Mr. Shen, the accomplished can be teachers! The medical skills you've just displayed fully qualify you to be our master. Please allow me to address you as Senior Shen!"

Ding Yuenian also said, "Indeed, you can definitely be our senior. Please give us your guidance on medical skills in the future."

Qiu Baixing and the others had dedicated their lives to medical practice, and if calling Shen Feng 'senior' could help their medical skills to progress further, why not do so?

Pang Nianda cursed the two old men in his heart for being shameless, having just glared fiercely at Wang Wenhe, they switched faces so quickly, completely catching him off guard. Could they have any shame? Is this really okay?

But the next second,

Pang Nianda, who was secretly indignant, also rushed in front of Shen Feng and shoved Qiu Baixing and Ding Yuenian aside a bit, "Senior, what needle technique did you just perform? Can we learn it? Please give us more guidance on medical skills in the future!"

He had completely forgotten the indignation of the previous second; now, all he wanted to say was, include me in this shamelessness!

Shen Feng, looking at the three old men before him, casually said, "When I'm free later, I can give you some pointers in medical skills."

"Is the assessment over? Can I leave now?"

This time, Pang Nianda was the first to speak up, "You are slapping us in the face! How could we be qualified to assess you?"

"Senior, you are demonstrating medical techniques for us, allowing us to observe and learn. It would be utterly ridiculous for us, with our meager medical skills, to assess you, like wielding a broadsword in front of Guan Yu."

After speaking, Pang Nianda looked rather smugly at Qiu Baixing and Ding Yuenian, as if to say, I'm faster this time, aren't I?

Qiu Baixing paid no attention to the old man, saying, "Senior, you can leave at any time."

Seeing Shen Feng stand up from the chair, Wang Wenhe hurriedly opened the door for him and asked, "Senior, may I come to you with questions about medical skills in the future?"

Shen Feng nodded, "Yes, when I have time."

Upon hearing this, Wang Wenhe clenched his fist, but he felt a chill on his back. Looking back, he saw his master, Pang Nianda, and the others were staring at him, and it seemed he had stolen their chance to perform the act of opening the door for Shen Feng.

After Shen Feng left the room,

Qiu Baixing and the others immediately took the scoring device, where pressing the corresponding number would instantly display the score on the outside screen.

Qiu Baixing calmed his excitement a bit and said, "Senior most definitely deserves a perfect score."

Pang Nianda snorted, "Can 'perfect score' even describe the Senior's medical skills? A perfect score is only one hundred twenty points, I think Senior getting a thousand points would still be more than sufficient."

Ding Yuenian said, "Then what are we waiting for? Just give a thousand points."

He took over the scorer and pressed a one with three zeros.

Shen Feng had just left the room.

The screen quickly displayed his score, three zeros!

The screen outside was set to only show three digits at a time, after all, a perfect score was only one hundred twenty points.

Therefore, when Ding Yuenian pressed for a thousand points, the leading one didn't show up, only leaving the three zeros visible.

Seeing the score on the screen,

The entire sports arena instantly became silent.

Did it mean zero points? To this point in the second preliminary round, even the worst scorers hadn't received a zero—this was a record-breaking moment.

It could be said that this was a huge blunder caused by Ding Yuenian and the others, and they didn't even know that the screen outside could only display a maximum of three digits at a time.