Chapter 553 - 553: Acupuncture with Eyes Closed

At the banquet, no one else was drinking. Only Jiang Xinghai poured and drank by himself.

This made the members of the Feng Family extremely anxious.

After all, Jiang Xinghai had come to the Feng residence that night to treat Feng Zhuoran's leukemia.

How could he possibly treat a patient after drinking so much?

"Dr. Jiang, you can't drink anymore," Feng Gong finally interjected, unable to watch any longer.

But Jiang Xinghai just smiled. "Don't worry," he said. "It'll take more than this to get me drunk."

With that, he resumed drinking.

The members of the Feng Family were furious but didn't dare to speak out.

They had considered forcibly stopping him, but the thought of his abilities and background made them all shrink back in fear.

Even though Jiang Xinghai had drunk quite a bit, he seemed completely sober—at least on the surface.

Only Feng Zhuoran kept her eyes fixed on Jiang Xinghai. "Uncle Jiang's Martial Arts skills are extraordinary. You could drink until dawn and not get drunk. Let me pour for you."

Her words instantly sobered everyone up.

That's right!

Jiang Xinghai wasn't just a master of medicine; his Martial Arts skills were also among the best.

Even if he drank too much, he could just use his Inner Strength to expel the alcohol.

They realized they didn't need to worry.

And so, Feng Zhuoran poured while Jiang Xinghai ate and drank.

This continued until ten o'clock at night.

Finally, Jiang Xinghai waved his hand, looking as if he could have kept going. "Let's end the banquet here."

Everyone was left speechless.

The banquet had lasted a full three hours.

Jiang Xinghai had been drinking for three hours straight. His face was only faintly flushed, and he hadn't once gone to the restroom.

"Feng Zhuoran, go take a bath. Then, lie down on your bed, and I'll begin your treatment."

Jiang Xinghai then turned to Feng Zhuoran, who had been diligently pouring his drinks all evening.

"Okay, Uncle Jiang." Feng Zhuoran had been waiting to hear those words.

She stood up and headed to the bathroom with her mother.

"Dr. Jiang, perhaps we should wait until you've sobered up a bit before starting the treatment?" Feng Gong asked carefully, subtly reminding Jiang Xinghai to expel the alcohol from his system.

"No need. Now is the perfect time."

Jiang Xinghai picked up a teacup and pointed to his head. "Rest assured, I know that a doctor needs a clear mind to provide treatment."

"Of course," Feng Gong said with a wry smile.

The others shared his expression.

"Brother Xinghai, are you sure about this?" Feng Lulu asked doubtfully.

In all likelihood, only she and Lin Liping would dare to ask such a question.

The other members of the Feng Family didn't dare to speak up.

"Lulu, you have to trust Xinghai. You and I both know what he's capable of, don't we?" Lin Liping chimed in.

Her eyes shone with unwavering conviction.

"Of course," Feng Lulu said with a smug smile, deliberately puffing out her chest.

A C-cup isn't just for show, after all.

The others could only offer awkward smiles.

More than ten minutes later.

Feng Zhuoran's mother, Su Wanqing, came down from the second floor with hurried steps. "Divine Doctor Jiang, Zhuoran has finished her bath and is waiting for your treatment."

There was a hint of ambiguity in her tone as she spoke.

After all, propriety dictates that men and women should not be intimate.

But Jiang Xinghai was a doctor, and in a doctor's eyes, there is no distinction between men and women.

"Very well. Lulu and Liping, come upstairs with me. The rest of you will wait here."

Jiang Xinghai rose to his feet. His voice was calm, but it carried an intangible pressure.

"Then... we'll wait downstairs," Feng Gong said, swallowing nervously.

He eyed Jiang Xinghai, his heart filled with apprehension. He had originally wanted to go along and observe the treatment.

Jiang Xinghai looked at Su Wanqing. "Lead the way."

The four of them then headed up to the second floor.

As he entered Feng Zhuoran's bedroom, he was met with a flash of pale white skin.

Jiang Xinghai immediately took a step back out of the room. "Su Wanqing, as her mother, don't you have any sense of propriety? Cover Feng Zhuoran with a blanket. I only need her to expose her upper body."

"Oh, oh, of course!" Su Wanqing exclaimed, mortified.

She rushed back into the room and helped Feng Zhuoran cover herself.

Feng Zhuoran's face was bright red. She shot Su Wanqing a reproachful glance, as if to say, 'You should have done that in the first place.'

Feng Lulu and Lin Liping could only manage wry smiles.

Jiang Xinghai then re-entered the bedroom.

After taking out his silver needles, he immediately closed his eyes.

'After all, she's still just a kid.'

Seeing this, the mother-daughter pair of Su Wanqing and Feng Zhuoran finally relaxed completely.

But when the two of them saw Jiang Xinghai take out three silver needles in a row, they couldn't help but feel a new wave of anxiety.

"Divine Doctor Jiang, can you accurately find the acupuncture points with your eyes closed?" Su Wanqing finally couldn't resist asking.

Feng Zhuoran added tentatively, "Why don't you open your eyes, Divine Doctor Jiang? I'm the patient. It's fine."

"That would be inappropriate," Jiang Xinghai said sternly.

'The moment I walked in, I saw that Feng Zhuoran's body is already quite developed.'

'Besides, she has a special constitution—a Spirit Body.'

'I'm not sure I could handle the distraction.'

As for finding the precise acupuncture points, all he had to do was secretly activate his Celestial Eye. He could locate them in an instant.

At the very least, by keeping his eyes closed on the surface, he wouldn't make her feel uncomfortable.