Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 250: The Body’s Imprint

Xu Xiangbei extended his fingers, gently pressing the old man’s pulse, feeling his hand bones as hard as iron, as if pressing on a stone.

"Let me first check your pulse and see what kind of acupuncture is suitable for you."

After checking the pulse, Xu Xiangbei lifted Kalia’s clothes and saw his body covered in scars, a sight that was both shocking and sobering.

Besides the knife wounds and gunshots about a finger’s length on his body, some had been outlined into tattoos. There was a circular scar on his lower back, resembling a gorilla’s face, charred black, evidently a branding mark.

A prominent scar under the ribs looked like a mountain range, a long, crimson knife scar rendering his body practically devoid of unmarred skin.

They were like the devil’s imprints eternally etched on Kalia’s body, engraved in his life.

The doctors standing behind, including Director Zhou and Dean Sun, were all astonished, even though Mr. Kalia had been hospitalized for several days, this was their first time seeing these scars on his body.

Xu Xiangbei respectfully asked, "Mr. Kalia, what have you been through?"

Mr. Kalia nonchalantly smiled, "These are injuries I sustained when I was young, I’m old and useless now. I could endure any severe injury back then, but not anymore."

Xu Xiangbei had noticed something, "It started as back pain, but over the past couple of years, your legs have been hurting more, and when it hurts, you can’t eat, leading to this state."

"Dr. Xu, you’re right."

Xu Xiangbei released Kalia’s wrist, smiling teasingly, "I can completely cure your illness, but my treatment is very painful, sir, I wonder if you can endure it."

The old man’s gaze became sharp, like a cold dagger piercing through. To say he couldn’t endure pain was a challenge, even an insult.

He spoke calmly, "I was once captured by robbers, beaten for an entire day. They whipped me, beat me with sticks, the whips broke, the sticks cracked, but I didn’t utter a sound. I wonder if that counts as enduring pain?"

Knowing Mr. Kalia was telling the truth, Xu Xiangbei admired his endurance secretly.

He solemnly told Kalia, "Mr. Kalia, I don’t mean to ridicule you, but the pain from acupuncture is different from the pain from physical injuries. The pain from acupuncture comes from inside the bones, ten times more painful than external wounds. You must be mentally prepared."

Xu Xiangbei’s words caused a flash of panic across Kalia’s face, but he quickly regained composure, nodding with determination.

He had roamed the world, endured endless hardships, preferring death over a prolonged suffering existence.

Hearing it would be ten times more painful than external injuries, everyone looked over with concern, some doubtful, some expectant, some curious.

Xu Xiangbei looked up at the onlooking doctors and said, "I am about to treat Mr. Kalia. Please wait outside. Dr. Zhang, please stay, the others should leave."

Xu Xiangbei specifically instructed the big man, "I am treating Mr. Kalia, it’s critical, nobody can interrupt. You must guard the door, don’t let anyone in, no matter what you hear, understand?"

The big man, puzzled, looked at Kalia. With limited understanding of the Huaxia language, Kalia translated Xu Xiangbei’s words, and the big man nodded respectfully.

Director Zhou, filled with curiosity and doubt, stood at the door, peeking inside, only to be pushed out by the big man, nearly hitting the opposite wall.

The big man, expressionless, stood with arms crossed at the patient’s door, following Xu Xiangbei’s instructions, like a door god guarding the entrance, staying utterly still.

Zhang Xuesong closed the ward door, signaling to Xu Xiangbei that he could begin.

The room was especially quiet, with only the tick-tock of the metal clock on the wall.

Telling the doctors to leave was not merely due to the noise of too many people; Xu Xiangbei did not want them to witness him performing the anti-heavenly eight needles, while Zhang Xuesong had always been a good partner who didn’t need to be avoided.

Xu Xiangbei smiled gently, "Mr. Kalia, don’t be nervous. It’s time to take the Taiqing Pill now."

Kalia had been clutching the small porcelain bottle tightly, happily opening the lid, releasing a refreshing fragrance that instantly filled the room, lifting the spirits of everyone, even Zhang Xuesong, staring longingly at the dainty Taiqing Pill.

Zhang Xuesong, having seen countless medicines in his life, knew the fragrance was definitely herbal, not the spiced fragrance Director Zhou spoke of. That Director Zhou was truly a frog in a well, unable to recognize sacred objects.

Kalia consumed the pill, which melted upon entering his mouth, with a fragrance wafting down his throat to his stomach, making him feel a cocoon of comfort spreading to all his limbs.

Xu Xiangbei signaled Mr. Kalia to remove his shirt and lie face down on the sofa.

His back, with its hideous scars, evil tattoos, and clearly visible ribs, formed an astonishing picture.

Zhang Xuesong turned his head aside, unable to bear looking directly at Mr. Kalia’s back, even feeling a wave of nausea.

Xu Xiangbei, with a cheeky grin, said, "Dr. Zhang, please press down Mr. Kalia’s shoulders with force, do not let him move. Despite Mr. Kalia looking so frail, I bet he still has strong explosive power."

Mr. Kalia glanced at Xu Xiangbei doubtfully. In recent times, he had been as frail as a sponge, without any explosive power, thinking Xu Xiangbei was joking again.

Zhang Xuesong could only smile wryly. The more he didn’t want to look at Mr. Kalia’s back, the more Xu Xiangbei insisted he did, helplessly pressing down on Kalia’s shoulders, feeling as if he was pressing on bones.

Xu Xiangbei quietly channeled his inner strength, his fingers positioned like needles, performing the first style of the anti-heavenly eight needles, reversing the universe, gently touching the life gate acupoint on Mr. Kalia’s waist, precisely in the center of that charred brand, which felt like decayed leather on touch.

A thread of barely visible inner strength was injected into it.

Kalia felt a surge of heat piercing into his waist. At first, it was itchy, but as the warm flow passed through, it was as comfortable as basking in a spring breeze, sweeping away years of pain and fatigue.

Simultaneously, he felt a wave of warmth rising in his lower abdomen, responding to the warmth in his waist, making him feel as though he was soaked in a cozy hot spring.

Emitting heat, the clear, jade-like hot spring water caressed his entire body like thousands of little hands, lifting his heart to the clouds, feeling so comfortable he nearly fell into a deep sleep.

He chuckled inwardly, thinking this young doctor said it would be very painful, but it wasn’t painful at all, it was rather pleasant, was he trying to scare me?

Suddenly, a twinge of pain shot from the waist, at first like a mosquito bite, but this pain evolved from indistinct to clear, becoming increasingly unbearable.

It drove away his drowsy feeling entirely.