The newcomer was clad in black robes, standing tall and elegant, his features as refined and handsome as jade—like the bright, clear moon itself. Yet the cold, intimidating aura radiating from him was even more striking than his appearance.
“Greetings, Young Master.”
Upon seeing the man, everyone present hurriedly bowed with the utmost reverence—even the eminent masters of Changuangsi did the same.
Feng Wangge frowned. This person looked like someone not to be trifled with.
“You said you can save my grandmother. Then why haven’t you acted?”
The man waved his hand to signal the others to rise, then spoke to Feng Wangge in a deep voice.
“Young Master, she’s just a little girl who knows nothing. If you let her treat the old lady, what if something goes wrong? Please don’t listen to this girl’s nonsense.”
Chen Xue’er, hearing that this man was actually allowing Wangge to treat the patient—and seemed to trust her—spoke up with some indignation.
“How dare you question the Young Master’s decision!”
A retainer following behind the young master suddenly snapped at Chen Xue’er.
Startled, Chen Xue’er dared not speak further and instead shot a glare at the culprit, her gaze as if she wanted to kill Feng Wangge.
“You think I’ll save someone just because you ask me to?”
Feng Wangge frowned and glanced at this jade-like young master. He appeared noble and refined, yet carried a hidden sharpness—as if he would tear her to pieces on the spot if she failed to cure his grandmother.
“Exactly. It sounds like we’re the ones begging,” Xia Lin said angrily. If these people knew about Feng Wangge’s medical skills, they’d be the ones scrambling to beg her.
The young master frowned and was about to say something when the old woman on the bed opened her mouth and murmured weakly.
“Don’t hurt… my An’er… don’t…”
Her feeble voice carried fear, and her breathing grew increasingly rapid—she seemed to be hanging by a thread.
“Grandmother, I’m here. I’m fine. An’er is fine…”
Xiao Sui hurried forward upon hearing this, grasping the old woman’s hand, his brows tightly knit with deep worry.
“Move aside. I’ll administer the needles.”
Seeing this scene, Feng Wangge suddenly thought of her own grandfather, who had always protected her in the same way.
She stepped forward, pulled out a set of silver needles from her bosom, and laid them on the table.
“Everyone else, retreat three zhang away. Xia Lin, you assist me.”
After saying this calmly, Feng Wangge looked at the man—Xiao Sui.
“Young Master, don’t trust this wretched girl! What if her skills are lacking and she harms the old lady?”
Chen Xue’er was deeply displeased with Feng Wangge and didn’t want this wretch to steal her spotlight.
“Shut up. If you were to treat her, the old lady would already be dead.”
These words were directed at Chen Xue’er, but Feng Wangge’s gaze remained fixed on Xiao Sui.
If he was unwilling to let her treat his grandmother, then whatever happened to the old woman would be left to fate.
“Very well. I’ll trouble you.”
Xiao Sui considered for a moment, glanced at the old woman growing ever weaker, then stood up and nodded to Feng Wangge.
He had a gut feeling that this young girl could help his grandmother through this crisis—and his grandmother couldn’t afford to wait any longer.
“Retreat three zhang. Xia Lin, come here.”
Following Wangge’s words, everyone watched Xiao Sui voluntarily step back three zhang, then followed suit.
Chen Xue’er wanted to say something but, after one look at Xiao Sui, dared not utter a word.
She could only pray that this showy Feng Wangge would fail to save the patient and face everyone’s wrath.
Then the Young Master would surely realize that she, Chen Xue’er, had been right all along.
“Young Master, Divine Physician Qiu and Valley Master Xia are almost here. Are you really going to let her treat the old lady?”
The retainer beside Xiao Sui asked with some unease.
“There’s no time. Grandmother can’t even wait the span of a cup of tea.”
Xiao Sui shook his head, his tone grave. His intuition told him not to trust Chen Xue’er, but to trust the young girl before him.
Meanwhile, over at Feng Wangge’s side, Xia Lin helped wipe the sweat from the old woman’s face. He understood that Feng Wangge didn’t need him here for assistance—her main purpose was to keep others from disturbing her needlework.
Everyone watched as the strikingly beautiful young girl, her expression utterly calm, swept her hand over the silver needle case. Three needles appeared between her fingertips. She didn’t insert them one by one—instead, she drove all three needles down simultaneously.
Then she pierced three different acupoints.
“Has she lost her mind? Inserting three needles at once—what if she misses the mark?”
Chen Xue’er shrieked at the sight of Feng Wangge’s movements, but was silenced by a fierce glare from Xiao Sui.
In truth, Xiao Sui was also astonished, but he clearly saw that Feng Wangge’s hand didn’t tremble in the slightest, and the needles settled into their acupoints without wavering either.
Feng Wangge paid no heed to the crowd’s shock and continued inserting needles with lightning speed. When only five needles remained, she pinched them all between her fingertips at once, and with a flick of her wrist, the needles flew out and embedded themselves into various acupoints across the old woman’s body.
This move directly made the physicians present open their mouths wide in astonishment.
Such a divine hand, landing precisely on the acupuncture points without the slightest error—how many years of medical study would it take to achieve this? Yet this girl appeared to be only around ten-something years of age.
The moment the needles were placed, Feng Wangge pressed her two fingers together and tapped several more acupuncture points across the old woman’s body, finally striking her palm against the old lady’s chest.
A mouthful of fresh blood immediately burst from the old woman’s mouth.
“What are you doing?”
Chen Xue’er could no longer hold back and shouted in anger, though a hint of delight crept into her heart—this wretched girl clearly didn’t know what she was doing.
But just as she was about to rush forward, Xiao Sui shoved her aside, and Chen Xue’er, completely caught off guard, fell to the ground.
“Fool.”
Xiao Sui said in a low voice, then raised his head to look at Feng Wangge with a softened gaze.
Because he saw that after spitting out that mouthful of blood, the old woman’s breathing gradually steadied, and her pale complexion regained some vitality.
Feng Wangge glanced at Xiao Sui. This was a man who could keep his composure.
Her fingers gently brushed again, and the silver needles on the old woman’s body trembled softly. After the time it takes to burn one stick of incense, Feng Wangge began to withdraw the needles.
The old woman’s life was saved.
“She’s out of danger.”
Xia Lin also let out a sigh of relief at Feng Wangge’s words, looking at her with increasingly admiring eyes.
Everyone was astonished—this young girl had managed to pull a critically ill patient back from the brink of death in such a short time.
“You little monster, what are you doing here?”
Just then, two old men and a bald man walked in from outside. Seeing Feng Wangge there, they asked in surprise.
“Divine Physician Qiu, you know this young lady?”
Though Xiao Sui was asking Divine Physician Qiu, his eyes were fixed on Feng Wangge.
“Hehehe, we’ve crossed paths a few times.”
Divine Physician Qiu said with a chuckle.
“This is the Qianyinyuehua Zhen. Young lady Feng, this old man is truly impressed.”
The other old man, Valley Master Xia, said to Feng Wangge. This Feng Wangge was a true genius—throughout the ages, how many people had managed to master this legendary acupuncture technique?
“Valley Master Xia flatters me.”
Feng Wangge nodded in return, polite and courteous.
Then, without needing to be asked, Divine Physician Qiu and Valley Master Xia took the old woman’s pulse, and subsequently nodded to Xiao Sui.
“The Guixin Dan is indeed a miraculous medicine, and with Young Lady Wangge’s treatment on top of that, the old madam is no longer in any serious danger. She simply needs to rest and recuperate well in the days ahead.”
With two renowned physicians of the martial world giving their verdict, it confirmed that Feng Wangge had truly saved the old woman’s life.
Chen Xue’er’s face turned pale, and she tried to quietly slip out of the room.
But Feng Wangge caught sight of her movement.