The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 1093: Tell the Truth

Ling Feng nodded and flipped his palm, and the Silver Needle he hadn’t used for a while appeared in his hand.

Under the astonished gazes of Zhao Old Man and Hehua’s mother, he stepped forward and swiftly pierced the Silver Needle into the man’s body.

Acupuncture was merely a facade; the real treatment came from Ling Feng’s Spiritual Power. But this was something he couldn’t explain, so he could only proceed this way.

As the Spiritual Power enveloped the inflamed appendix, the man’s expression of pain instantly alleviated significantly, and he let out a long breath.

"Old He, how do you feel?" Hehua’s mother immediately asked.

"Much better, it doesn’t hurt as much anymore. This young man is truly a Divine Doctor!" Old He said.

Zhao Old Man watched from the side, his face full of shock. He glanced at Ling Feng in astonishment and said, "The placement of your needles is clearly not on acupuncture points, yet it still works?"

"This is my ancestral secret technique," Ling Feng said with a wry smile.

As he spoke, his Spiritual Power continued to clear out the pus from the inflamed area, even speeding up the process.

Just as Hehua rushed back and said tearfully, "Ergou isn’t home, what should we do?" Ling Feng had already stopped the treatment.

He Ping’an’s complexion had regained its rosy hue, though he seemed somewhat weak. This was because the severe pain earlier had drained too much of his strength.

However, his illness had already been cured, and Zhao Old Man was now checking his pulse.

Seeing this, Hehua froze with surprise, opening her mouth slightly but making no sound.

She dared not disturb Grandpa Zhao’s examination for fear of interfering.

But seeing the relieved smile on her mother’s face, she knew her father was already fine!

Sure enough, after checking the pulse, Zhao Old Man looked up at Ling Feng and said, "Young man, you really are a Divine Doctor!"

"You overpraise me, elder. It was merely fortunate timing that I happened to know how to treat an intestinal blockage!" Ling Feng said with a smile.

"Hehua’s mother, this young man cured Old He’s ailment, saving your family more than ten thousand yuan. Hurry up and thank him properly!" Zhao Old Man said.

Hehua’s mother came to her senses, hurriedly bowing to Ling Feng repeatedly, saying "Thank you, thank you" over and over.

Hehua was a little bewildered and finally realized that it was the unfamiliar man before her who had helped cure her father. She quickly followed her mother’s lead and bowed as well.

Their actions made Ling Feng feel somewhat uncomfortable, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "That’s unnecessary; I was just helping out. It was just good timing! Besides, it wasn’t difficult at all!"

Hearing this, Zhao Old Man felt both amused and helpless, secretly thinking, "You make it sound so easy. I’ve studied both traditional Chinese medicine and Miao medicine, but I’ve never heard of acupuncture methods that can treat intestinal blockage!"

However, he said nothing, merely smiled, nodding his head. "Alright, it’s fated that your family is fine. Ping’an, rest for a bit and don’t move around in the morning. By the afternoon, everything should get better!"

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhao. Thank you, sir!"

"No need for politeness!"

Ling Feng said with a smile.

Zhao Old Man looked at him and said, "Young man, why don’t you come back to my house? Let’s have a chat?"

"Sure!"

Ling Feng agreed, got up, and followed him out of the house.

Hehua and her mother escorted them to the door, repeatedly expressing their gratitude.

As soon as they reached the dirt road in the village, Ling Feng saw a woman walking toward them. It was Little Lian!

When their eyes met, her face lit up with delight as she said, "It really is you!"

"You saw me?" Ling Feng asked, surprised.

"I saw a shadow flash by my house just now. It looked familiar, and I couldn’t believe it was really you. Where did you spend the night last night?" Little Lian asked.

"Uh..."

Ling Feng hesitated for a moment before smiling wryly and said, "I wandered around the mountains for a while!"

He hadn’t expected to bump into Little Lian so soon and was caught completely unprepared.

Initially, he planned to avoid further interactions with this woman, but now that they had run into each other, there wasn’t much he could do about it.

At that moment, Zhao Old Man glanced at Ling Feng and then at Little Lian, asking in confusion, "You two know each other?"

"Uncle Zhao, this gentleman helped me a lot yesterday. He’s my benefactor!"

Little Lian explained, then quickly added, "What were you guys doing just now?"

"We were checking on He Ping’an’s illness. I couldn’t cure it, but this young man managed to—it was his doing!" Zhao Old Man said.

"Really?"

A flicker of surprise crossed Little Lian’s eyes. Her gaze toward Ling Feng subtly changed!

Seeing this, Ling Feng hurriedly turned to Zhao Old Man and said, "Uncle Zhao, let’s head back to your place, shall we?"

"Oh, sure!"

The old man seemed to notice something but simply smiled. Without further comments, he started walking toward his home.

Ling Feng didn’t engage further with Little Lian, and after nodding toward her, he left.

Watching his retreating figure, Little Lian gently bit her lip.

Originally planning to head to Hongqi Town to open her shop in the morning, she suddenly changed her mind upon seeing Ling Feng in the village!

"Young man, what’s your name?"

After returning home, Zhao Old Man sat down and asked.

"My name is Ling Feng!"

"Oh, I’m Zhao Sanquan. Calling me Uncle Zhao won’t be a loss for you since I’m at least thirty or forty years older!"

Zhao Sanquan said with a chuckle, but his gaze immediately sharpened as he asked, "You’re not some tourist here to explore, are you?"

Ling Feng froze for a moment, then asked, "Why do you say that, elder?"

"I may be a mountain villager, but my judgment of people is sharp. Don’t think we rural folks are easy to fool!" Zhao Sanquan said sternly!

Ling Feng was even more bewildered.

However, seeing the old man staring directly at him, lying further felt inappropriate. He could only smile bitterly and say, "Alright, elder, my mistake!"

"Just tell me, who are you exactly?" Zhao Sanquan asked.

"If I tell you my identity, elder, you might not have heard of it. I’m from the Safety Bureau!" Ling Feng said.

"Safety Bureau?"

Zhao Sanquan indeed hadn’t heard of it and then asked, "What does it do? Can you explain?"

"I can only say that it’s a covert organization handling special incidents among the population—not your ordinary events or people," Ling Feng explained.

"Oh, then I won’t ask further questions!"

Zhao Sanquan nodded slightly, saying, "I’ve lived long enough to understand when to hold back!"

Ling Feng was touched by the elder’s words and smiled, saying, "Actually, my purpose here requires your input, elder. Otherwise, I can’t proceed to the next step!"

"Really? You’re sure it’s not something confidential?" Zhao Sanquan asked.

"Not at all. I came to find information about someone. If you’ve heard of him or know someone who has, that would be helpful!" Ling Feng said with a smile.

Afterward, he began telling the old man about Prince Longyu.

Ling Feng omitted anything related to the Xinglong Gang, only mentioning the details Chu Nan had previously found in books.

After listening, Zhao Sanquan nodded thoughtfully, saying, "This person you’re talking about—I’ve indeed heard of him. He was certainly a well-known figure from our generation!"