Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 637: Can’t Connect! (Fifth Update)

"I’m warning you before I leave, don’t go to Tianhai." Seeing Cui Jinhao’s darkened face and his expressions changing like stormy seas, Lin Feng knew that Cui Jinhao had not taken Park Zefeng’s warning to heart. If that were the case, it would be Cui Jinhao who was asking for trouble.

With that thought, Lin Feng walked over to Cui Jinhao and initiated a handshake, followed by a pat on the shoulder.

"You..." Just as Cui Jinhao was about to say something, he suddenly realized something was wrong with his shoulder. He didn’t get to speak before a sharp pain radiated from it. He knew all too well that Lin Feng’s pat had just dislocated his arm. But just as Cui Jinhao was about to cry out in pain, the severe pain vanished, presumably because Lin Feng had reset his arm.

Although he hadn’t seen clearly how Lin Feng had done it, Cui Jinhao was now seething with rage. He, the Sect Leader of the Six-Star Group, had just been toyed with by Lin Feng in such a public place as the airport. How could he possibly step down from this humiliation? Lin Feng was practically seeking his own death!

"You..." Thinking this, Cui Jinhao wanted to spew some harsh words at Lin Feng, but before he could, Lin Feng’s hand slapped him again, dislocating the bone that had just been set. The intense pain that followed rendered Cui Jinhao speechless. No matter what, he absolutely couldn’t shout in pain in such a public place as the airport, as it could lead to unwanted media attention. With that in mind, Cui Jinhao could only endure the excruciating pain and glare at Lin Feng with venom. If looks could kill, he would have slain Lin Feng hundreds of times over!

"Didn’t you say Korean medicine is very impressive? Try setting it without surgery," Lin Feng said. After dropping those words, he no longer paid any attention to Cui Jinhao standing in place, taking Ding Wan’er with him through the security gate and into the airport.

"It seems you didn’t take your master’s words to heart at all," Zhu Tao commented indifferently as he passed by Cui Jinhao. Judging by Cui Jinhao’s behavior today, it was clear he hadn’t heeded Park Zefeng’s advice. Since that was the case, he couldn’t blame anyone else. If it weren’t for the airport, he would have liked to penalize Cui Jinhao himself, but since Young Master had already taught him a lesson, Zhu Tao lost interest. Besides, after what Young Master had said, it was clear that the bone definitely couldn’t be set back into place.

"You just wait for misfortune," Huang Shi said to Cui Jinhao, shaking his head helplessly and speaking indifferently. Huang Shi was very clear about what kind of person Lin Feng, the Boss, was. If nothing unexpected happened, the Boss would surely have more moves to make. This Cui Jinhao really didn’t know what was good for him, daring to anger the Boss like this. He was truly bringing disaster upon himself. Without any mishaps, Cui Jinhao’s actions this time had utterly ruined everything he originally had.

"..." Cui Jinhao was infuriated by what these two had said; just when he was about to curse out loud, he realized they were at the airport and he couldn’t cause such a scene, so he choked back the words he was about to spit out. He watched the two walk by with a murderous gaze, then turned around, enduring the pain and leaving the airport with intense resentment.

"Just you wait! One day you’ll know the consequences of provoking me," Cui Jinhao cursed inwardly and then got in the car, planning to visit another master, Jin Chonghuan, to have his shoulder checked. He thought to himself that Lin Feng was really boasting shamelessly. No matter how severe an injury was, under the care of his master, the number one practitioner of Korean medicine, it was nothing but child’s play. Lin Feng really thought he was someone significant to make such cocky claims...

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"Squeak..."

The business van came to a stop, and an aide opened the door for Cui Jinhao, who stepped out and directly entered Jin Chonghuan’s villa. As soon as he saw his master reading, he hurried over.

"Master, could you please look at my shoulder?" Cui Jinhao felt reassured upon seeing Jin Chonghuan. As long as his master took action, he was certain there wouldn’t be a wound that couldn’t be healed, especially something like a dislocation.

"What happened?" Jin Chonghuan asked, feeling very puzzled. He wondered what had happened to his disciple to injure his shoulder.

"Don’t ask, some ignorant fool dislocated it. I couldn’t fix it myself, so I had to come to you," Cui Jinhao answered, recounting his woes. On the drive over he had tried to set the dislocated bone back into place but failed despite great effort. Now, he could only rely on his master, the number one practitioner of Korean medicine. To his master, such an injury should be as trivial as child’s play.

"Alright, let me have a look," Jin Chonghuan said upon hearing his disciple. He put down his book, stood up, and prepared to set Cui Jinhao’s bone. In Jin Chonghuan’s view, setting bones was supposed to be an easy task, nothing difficult, and would be fixed in an instant. However, when he actually began, he realized something was amiss...

En, it’s not setting...how is that possible!

First, the apprentice’s shoulder area had already begun to swell, although it wasn’t visible on the surface, a touch revealed that something was amiss. This certainly wasn’t ordinary dislocation-induced swelling—under normal circumstances, a dislocation wouldn’t cause such swelling, making bone setting considerably more challenging.

Yet for Jin Chonghuan, this merely added some difficulty to the task. Thinking thus, he lifted his apprentice’s arm, intending to apply the bone-setting theories of Korean medicine, but Jin Chonghuan never imagined that the normally simple procedure just wouldn’t succeed. It was as if the arm didn’t belong to his apprentice at all, as no matter what, it didn’t conform to the norm.

Why couldn’t it be set? It was too bizarre. Bone setting was supposed to be a straightforward matter, so how had it come to this? How could this be possible—this... this was simply inconceivable, this... what on earth was going on? How could such a strange occurrence happen—this was utterly unthinkable!

For Jin Chonghuan, the shock at his apprentice’s condition was overwhelming. No matter how much he pondered, he hadn’t anticipated something like this. The injury was just too peculiar; it wasn’t something that should occur under normal circumstances. His medical skills were already incredibly advanced, yet even so, Jin Chonghuan couldn’t determine what was wrong with the apprentice’s injury. Clearly, it was a dislocation, but it just couldn’t be set—this was beyond comprehension!

No, he had to set the apprentice’s bone, no matter what, or else his reputation as the top practitioner of Korean medicine would be shattered. If he couldn’t set his own disciple’s bone, how could he face claiming to be the foremost expert in Korean medicine? With this thought, Jin Chonghuan hurriedly switched to other bone setting techniques, trying to help Cui Jinhao, but to no avail.

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"Apprentice, who caused this injury to your arm?" Jin Chonghuan, after several failed bone-setting attempts, couldn’t help but feel perplexed and finally spoke up to Cui Jinhao, hoping to understand what had happened so he could find a targeted solution to set the arm properly.

"Master, what’s wrong? My arm was hit by someone. It was knocked out of place once before, and then that person set it back. Later it was knocked out again, and the person left, declaring emphatically that our Korean medicine was no good, saying that it couldn’t be resolved without surgery. Master, is there a problem?"

Cui Jinhao found his master’s inquiry strange. His master had already tried many bone-setting methods without success, an impossible scenario under normal circumstances—this... what in the world was going on? Could it really be that this Lin Feng’s singular slap was that formidable—how could that be possible? His master was the top practitioner of Korean medicine, and as long as he knew the full story, Cui Jinhao was confident that his master could set his arm. With this in mind, Cui Jinhao quickly relayed how the injury had occurred, eager for his master to set the arm as soon as possible. The recent bone-setting attempts had caused him to break out in cold sweat; he had been holding back from speaking out, secretly hoping his master could set his arm promptly, as the pain was unbearable.

"I see, apprentice. Things are a bit troublesome now; I need to think of another approach." Upon hearing Cui Jinhao’s words, Jin Chonghuan became infuriated, unable to believe that the person who had injured his apprentice had said such things. This was a blatant disregard for him as the top expert in Korean medicine. With this, Jin Chonghuan could no longer sit still. He got up and went inside the room to retrieve acupuncture needles, intending to use them to help the muscles recover before attempting to set the bone again—that should do the trick.

However, unexpectedly, that approach failed as well. Despite the acupuncture, the muscles didn’t relax at all and remained swollen—it simply couldn’t be set...

No, another method must be tried.

Jin Chonghuan switched to yet another acupuncture technique, hoping to relax the muscles, but they still refused to set properly, leaving him shocked. He couldn’t have anticipated such a thing—how could such a simple dislocation be impossible to set—how could this be!

Jin Chonghuan was filled with unwillingness. As a distinguished top practitioner of Korean medicine, if he couldn’t manage such a basic bone setting, his reputation would be utterly ruined. No, absolutely not—he refused to believe that this Lin Feng could be so skilled that such a simple injury was beyond treatment. How could he possibly maintain his standing in H Country? With this, Jin Chonghuan’s heart was no longer calm as in the beginning; the present situation signified that without a special method, it was impossible to treat the injuries on his apprentice’s body.

Jin Chonghuan rushed back into the room once more, and then brought out many needles and some special therapeutic equipment. He was now acting out of defiance, determined to set his apprentice’s bones!