Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 293: Endure It

After entering the comprehensive department, Lin Feng didn’t pay attention to Zhao Jian, who was playing video games. He spoke briefly with Wang Xiaomao and then headed straight out towards the Language Institute to prepare for his class.

But just as Lin Feng reached the Foreign Language Institute, a group of students with swollen, bruised faces suddenly rushed out, surrounding him tightly.

"Teacher Lin, please help us!"

"Teacher Lin! You’re here, that’s great!"

"Teacher Lin, please take a look at our president!"

...

The students from the Taekwondo Association were overjoyed upon entering and seeing Lin Feng nearby. They had hoped Teacher Lin would be there; otherwise, their president and the others would really be in danger! The group crowded around him, chattering nonstop, unable to fully express their current emotions. It was as if Teacher Lin was their savior—in their eyes, as long as Teacher Lin could heal their president and the others, anything would be fine!

"Don’t panic, speak slowly. What happened to your injuries?" As soon as the students appeared, Lin Feng had already recognized them as students from the Taekwondo Association. However, he was very surprised and puzzled as everyone had bruises and swellings, and some were even bleeding from their faces. What had happened? They were just students; how could they be injured so severely?

"Teacher Lin, we were all beaten up by people from the National Arts Association. You have to stand up for us!" A short, plump boy with an honest face immediately responded to Teacher Lin’s question upon hearing it.

"Huh? The National Arts Association’s Wei Jiawu? Didn’t I teach you all how to counter his moves? How did you still get beaten up so badly?" Hearing the short, chubby student speak, Lin Feng felt even more puzzled. In theory, it shouldn’t have been possible—had they practiced as he had taught them, defeating Wei Jiawu should not have been a problem. So, how come all these students were injured to this extent?

"Teacher Lin, it wasn’t Wei Jiawu. We’ve already defeated him. Now there’s a new guy named Wan Gang; he’s the president of the National Arts Association, and Wei Jiawu is only the vice president. They came up this morning and beat us all up; every member of our Taekwondo Association is injured!" Another short boy quickly answered Teacher Lin’s question, hoping Teacher Lin would avenge the injured.

"Stop babbling! Our president and the others are so badly hurt, and they are waiting for Teacher Lin’s help to heal them! Teacher Lin, please come with us quickly. Our president, Liu Wentao, and the other three are over there; their injuries are quite severe. You must save them!" A tall boy stepped forward, anxiously trying to pull Lin Feng in the direction of Liu Wentao and the others because they were all waiting to be saved, and there was no time to waste here.

"What, Liu Wentao and the others are more severely injured than you all? Where are they? Take me to see them quickly." Moved by these words, Lin Feng grew concerned. The students here were already bruised and swollen, so how bad would the conditions of Liu Wentao and the others be? Last time, Xiao Li had been beaten so badly by the National Arts Association’s Wei Jiawu—could Liu Wentao and the others be even worse off? With this thought, he promptly followed the students toward Liu Wentao.

"It seems like their bones are broken; we didn’t dare to move them."

"They’re not far from here; we didn’t dare move, Teacher Lin. Please hurry over with us."

"I don’t know why that person struck them so hard."

...

Upon hearing that Teacher Lin agreed to go see Liu Wentao, the students all cheered up. Even Xiao Li had been severely injured, and Teacher Lin had healed him; therefore, they were sure that Liu Wentao and the other three would also be fine. They hurriedly pulled Teacher Lin in the direction of Liu Wentao; time was of the essence. The sooner they received treatment, the less pain Liu Wentao and the others would endure.

But just at this moment, by chance, Mao Rongrong and Ye Xiaoyu were planning to go out and buy something. As they passed by the Language Institute’s gate, they saw Lin Feng being escorted by a group of students towards another direction.

"Sister Rongrong, isn’t that Teacher Lin?" Ye Xiaoyu pointed to Lin Feng amidst the crowd, suddenly feeling very strange. Where were this group of students escorting Teacher Lin to so early in the morning when he should be in class? However, why did the group of students look bruised and swollen—had something happened?

"It’s Teacher Lin, how did he get surrounded by this group of people and taken away?" Mao Rongrong heard Ye Xiaoyu say this, looked in the direction of Ye Xiaoyu’s pointing finger, and also saw Teacher Lin encircled by a crowd of students, like Ye Xiaoyu, she was very puzzled as to why Teacher Lin was surrounded by them and even followed them, especially since there was still a French class in the morning!

However, Teacher Lin generally wouldn’t just skip French class; he was a very meticulous and responsible teacher. If nothing had happened, he would always arrive on time for his French class. So, today’s occurrence was very abnormal. Could it be that these students were looking for Teacher Lin for some reason? But why were their faces still green and swollen? My God! They wouldn’t get Teacher Lin into a fight, would they? At the beginning of the year, there had been many rumors about Teacher Lin in Yuegang, could those rumors actually be true?

"Xiaoyu, let’s go over and see, what do you say?" Mao Rongrong thought of this and wanted to see what had actually happened, leading to these people rushing to take Teacher Lin away like this. But she was a bit scared to go alone, so she hoped Ye Xiaoyu would accompany her, which would make her feel a little more at ease.

"Sure, I’m also very curious about what happened. However, Sister Rongrong seems quite concerned about Teacher Lin," Ye Xiaoyu agreed to Mao Rongrong’s suggestion immediately, because she was indeed very curious about what had happened, and seeing Mao Rongrong so concerned about Teacher Lin’s situation, she couldn’t resist teasing Mao Rongrong.

"You brat! Nonsense!" Mao Rongrong grabbed Ye Xiaoyu, and the two of them quickly followed the crowd ahead, not forgetting to fiercely twist Ye Xiaoyu’s arm as they walked.

"Ah! Sister Rongrong, that hurts!" Ye Xiaoyu knew Sister Rongrong was anxious about Teacher Lin’s situation and didn’t want to tease her anymore, protested Mao Rongrong’s retaliation, linked arms with Mao Rongrong, and the two closely followed behind the crowd.

At first, he thought that the injuries Liu Wentao and the others had sustained were similar to Xiao Li’s situation, but when Lin Feng and the students hurried to the grove where Liu Wentao and the rest were placed, and he saw how seriously injured the four were, Lin Feng was completely moved. At a glance, he knew these four lying down must be suffering from fractured bones. The situation was truly unexpected for Lin Feng—these were students, and it happened on campus. What could have caused such serious injuries to these students?

But now was not the time to dwell on these matters. With the four lying on the ground and emergency services not having arrived, and given their current condition, it was unknown how they were, Lin Feng knew he needed to reset their bones first, to ensure they wouldn’t suffer any disabilities later on.

"Everyone spread out, get a few people to bring over some disinfectant alcohol and gauze from the infirmary. Hurry up! Then a few more to find some straight sticks for me. I need to stabilize their bones!" Lin Feng ordered, then walked toward the four lying on the ground, took out the silver needles he carried, and inserted a few into the main acupuncture points of each of Liu Wentao and the others to first stabilize their conditions. After doing all this, Lin Feng began to seriously inspect their injuries.

He first checked Xiao Wang, who seemed to have the lightest injury, as his lower leg had swollen considerably.

"Endure it!"

After instructing Xiao Wang, Lin Feng’s hands pressed against the swollen area of Xiao Wang’s leg, intending to set his broken bone. But as Lin Feng tore open Xiao Wang’s trousers, he saw a dark purple handprint, and his brow furrowed immediately, because the handprint indicated one thing: someone had deliberately inflicted serious injury, crushing Xiao Wang’s lower leg bone. This was a sheer act of cruelty, and Lin Feng couldn’t think of any justification for inflicting such harm on adolescent students—it was not a matter of life and death!

Without further thought, Lin Feng’s face darkened, he closed his eyes, and then his hands tirelessly worked on Xiao Wang’s swollen leg. Xiao Wang grimaced from the pain and cold sweat streamed down his face, but he bore it, because he knew Teacher Lin was setting his bone, and if he wanted to avoid a disability in the future, he had to endure.

Two minutes passed, and Lin Feng finally withdrew his hands, while Xiao Wang let out a sigh of relief and then fainted without a reaction.

"His bones have been set, no need to worry too much. You just need to fix it in place later, and make sure not to move him." Lin Feng opened his eyes, briefly explained the situation, so the circle of students surrounding him wouldn’t worry. However, Lin Feng knew the specifics deep down—Xiao Wang’s leg bones were almost completely crushed by that person, and he would have definitely ended up with a disability if Lin Feng hadn’t intervened. To use such excessive force on a student was outrageous. A student practicing Taekwondo was simply trying to strengthen his body; it was excessive to harm a student so grievously!

"It’s great that Xiao Wang is okay!"

"Teacher Lin is amazing. It hasn’t been long, and he’s already set Xiao Wang’s bones."

"Teacher Lin, you also know acupuncture?"

...

When they heard Lin Feng say Xiao Wang was all right, the students from the Taekwondo Association were very happy. They hadn’t witnessed Teacher Lin treating Xiao Li before and hadn’t believed what Xiao Li said. Now that they saw it with their own eyes, they truly realized that Teacher Lin was indeed a medical expert. Someone who wasn’t skilled in medicine couldn’t possibly carry silver needles for acupuncture all the time, and seeing how fluidly Teacher Lin performed acupuncture, without any hesitation, it was clear he was an extremely practiced expert!