Chapter 2527 Awakened

Upon hearing this, Guan Xilin motioned to Qiao Yi Nuo and stepped out first.

Qiao Yi Nuo left the side room with the two elders, leaving only Leng Hua and the Third Elder.

“Lift him up and remove his top garment.” Feng Jiu gave the order while running her finger across the silver needles, eventually pulling out a long and thin silver needle.

Leng Hua helped the Old Patriarch up. He removed the Old Patriarch’s outer garment with the a.s.sistance of the Third Elder, revealing his emaciated body.

The Third Elder watched as Feng Jiu p.r.i.c.ked the Old Patriarch’s acupuncture point on the back with the silver needle. The first p.r.i.c.k was followed by the second, and finally by the third. When he saw her take the silver needle and stab it into the lethal acupuncture point, his heart sank, but it was too late to stop her.

His heart was pounding wildly, cold sweat was dripping from his brow, and his face had turned pale. But, just as he was about to conclude that everything would go wrong once the needle pierced the lethal acupuncture point, he noticed that she abruptly flipped the Old Patriarch’s body to face out of the bed and slapped him on the chest.

“You…”

As he spoke, the Old Patriarch spat out a mouthful of clotted blood. The blood was stained with clots and had a dark crimson colour, as if it had been clogged for an extended period of time inside his body.

Feng Jiu gave him a pa.s.sing glance before averting her gaze and withdrawing a silver needle. This time, her silver needle pierced the Old Patriarch’s skull rather than his body.

For a long time, the Third Elder was unable to respond. He remained motionless, his eyes wide open as he observed the scene.

The spot where each needle punctured was both the death and the life door. However, he had never seen an acupuncture technique like that before. He had studied medicine for decades and still dared not claim to be able to pierce the silver needle into the fatal points with such precision.

One should know that if there was even the slightest discrepancy, that p.r.i.c.k might easily end one’s life.

Much to his surprise, the silver needles on the Old Patriarch’s head began to emit white smoke. The old man’s pale face turned ruddy as the smoke rose, and sweat trickled down his brow.

He had no idea if it was a figment of his imagination. He appeared to notice a faint scowl on the brow of the Old Patriarch who had been in a coma for two years…

While Leng Hua a.s.sisted her, Feng Jiu was busy placing the needles, helping the Old Patriarch move his vital energy to promote blood circulation and soothe the tension in his muscles and bones. Only the Third Elder appeared stunned and motionless at the end of the bed, like a wooden man with an incredulous expression.

“Ugh!”

The Old Patriarch’s mouth let out a m.u.f.fled groan, which caused the Third Elder to stare, as if in disbelief that the sound came from the old man who had been unconscious for two years.

Feng Jiu began to pull out the needles after hearing the old man’s m.u.f.fled groan. She took the silver needles out one at a time. Finally, she requested that Leng Hua put the Old Patriarch’s outer garment back on and a.s.sist him in lying down. Only then did she take the old man’s pulse again and carefully examine him.

The old man’s brows s.h.i.+fted slightly. He slowly opened his eyes after a while, looking at Feng Jiu dressed in red beside the bed in a daze and confusion. He didn’t recognise her, but he recognised the Third Elder standing at the foot of the bed.

“Old,old Patriarch? Have you awakened?” The Third Elder exclaimed in amazement. As he saw the Old Patriarch open his eyes, his heart was shocked beyond belief.