Chapter 1383: Golden Needle

Chapter 1383: Chapter 1383: Golden Needle

Li’s ’body’ was covered with a white cloth, concealing his entire body. He was about to be moved to the mortuary.

Li’s upper body was exposed, with extremely noticeable wounds on his chest and abdomen, now sewn up but still disheartening to look at.

With a furrowed brow, Lin Tian lifted the white cloth and took out a roll of cloth bag from his pocket. When opened, it revealed silver needles, understated yet appealing under the shadowless lamp.

Seeing Lin Tian about to use needles, Li Yingwei, Liang Hongcai, and others gathered closer. They were eager to see what caliber the young physician, praised to the skies, truly possessed.

Lin Tian’s right hand brushed over the bag, and three silver needles were deftly extracted. Despite so many eyes watching, his technique remained unseen, his hand seemingly a powerful magnet, effortlessly drawing the needles.

The sight made the young nurses starry-eyed—too cool!

However, renowned physicians like Li Yingwei and Liang Hongcai valued not the flashy techniques but Lin Tian’s acumen in wielding the needles and whether he could save lives.

"Please get me some moxa sticks," Lin Tian said.

Moxa sticks, wrapped in cotton paper, are akin to cigarettes, primarily used for moxibustion, an ancient medicine of Celestial Dragon Continent, excellent for warming meridians and dispelling cold, moving blood and Qi, suitable for maladies like muscle soreness, joint pain, cervical disorders.

"Moxa sticks... The hospital doesn’t have any," Li Yingwei said helplessly.

Lin Tian felt a hint of sorrow upon hearing this. Modern people have forsaken their ancestors’ wisdom. Truly tragic!

Most hospitals now lack moxa sticks; it’s the norm. Moxibustion is cumbersome, and the smoke-filled environment isn’t ideal within a sterile operating room.

Is moxibustion useless then? Not at all!

Legendary physician Hua Tuo often used moxibustion, so proficient that he required only a few moxa sticks to restore health instantly by choosing one or two patient’s acupuncture points.

And Sun Simiao, frequently ill in youth, practiced moxibustion in middle age and retained energy to author works beyond his hundred years.

Even more lamentable, this treasure is acknowledged in Japan and Korea.

"We do have electro-acupuncture though," Li Yingwei said.

Lin Tian chuckled, "Forget it."

Lin Tian quickly waved his hand, holding three freshly extracted silver needles in his right hand, while his left hand rubbed three needles.

This sight left Liang Hongcai speechless.

It’s known that needle sterilization is essential, though outdated, fire isn’t used anymore, still, at least soak them in alcohol.

But this young man? Not changing into surgical attire was one thing, but no gloves, now using bare hands to rub the needles—far too unhygienic!

Liang Hongcai, unable to watch, opened his mouth to speak, but then saw an unbelievable scene.

The three silver needles under Lin Tian’s rubbing turned entirely red, as if freshly kiln-fired. Even more astonishing was the heat the needles radiated, distorting the surrounding air.

This...

If time and place were different, perhaps a nurse would jest: Is your hand an oven?

While Lin Tian’s hand wasn’t an oven, he channeled Spiritual Qi, infusing it into the needles’ array, nothing peculiar about it. The sterilizing effect more or less matched that of moxibustion.

These silver needles, though revered as Imperial Divine Needles, were merely silver needles; expecting them to match moxa sticks was stretching it!

As three silver needles poised to pierce, Lin Tian’s hand halted. His gaze fixated on Li’s two wounds!

Even post-stitching, he discerned the wounds’ peculiarity!

Common knives or daggers pierce smoothly, leaving seamless wounds.

Yet Li’s wounds were flesh-turned and rough, akin to unpolished stones, even somewhat blackened.

Lin Tian recognized these wound traits deeply!

In his past life-or-death struggle with Wang Sijing, Wang Sijing capitalized on Lin Tian’s old injuries, plus wielding the stone knife—Thousand Jin Rock, leaving Lin Tian with numerous wounds, nearly killing him.

Many scars remained despite Twenty Years passing, instantly recognizable!

Only Thousand Jin Rock’s stone-knife can cause such wounds, no other weapon could replicate! How could it appear on Li’s body? Knowing Thousand Jin Rock was still with him!

Martial Sect Elder mentioned Thousand Jin Rock is the Wang Family’s sacred artifact, sourced from the deep ocean. It’s one of a kind, but these wounds...

Could it be stolen from home?

Or perhaps Wang Family held another such Divine Weapon?

The two wounds confounded Lin Tian massively, but now wasn’t time to explore mysteries. Regardless of the weapon, Li’s life mattered most!

Setting aside distractions, the three red-hot needles were swiftly driven in!

Qi House, Celestial Pool, Divine Repository!

After three needles, Lin Tian drew three more, reheated them, then pierced Great Gateway, Abdomen of Sorrow, Sea of Qi!

Repeating thrice again and again, Li’s upper body to throat bore thirty-six needles, resembling a hedgehog.

His speed was astounding, each needle precise and deftly placed, fluid and stunning to watch.

As all watched nervously amid a critical moment, Lin Tian suddenly halted, standing motionless by the operating table, eyes fixed solely on Li, not a twitch.

Breaths everywhere slowed, wary lest disturbance trouble Lin Tian’s concentration.

After an agonizingly long minute, Lin Tian suddenly extracted a needle. Unlike previous silver needles, this one gleamed golden.

The golden needle astonishingly plunged into Li’s chest wound!

The abrupt act startled the onlookers. The entire golden needle vanished—the nerve point wasn’t pierced, but perilously close to puncturing a lung!

Was this rescuing or endangering the patient?

Upon the needle insertion, a tempest roared in Lin Tian’s Sea of Qi, all Spiritual Qi rallied, charging towards Lin Tian’s fingertip on the golden needle!

While earlier thirty-six silver needles stabilized Li’s injuries and sustained his breath to endure immense Spiritual Qi.

Ultimately, this solitary golden needle was Li’s final prospect for survival!