Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 253 - 252, Medical Skills Amaze the Crowd

Chapter 253: Chapter 252, Medical Skills Amaze the Crowd

Swish, swish, swish!

All eyes focused on Xu Wendong, filled with astonishment, and even disdain.

It was obvious.

No one expected such an untimely remark at this moment.

Nor did anyone expect someone to boldly claim they could wake Elder Fang without surgery.

The attending doctors were visibly displeased.

What was the meaning of this?

Does it mean the plan we all devised is worse than that of a young, inexperienced man?

Are you trying to slap us in the face?

"Who are you?" Fang Qingguo asked, frowning with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Xu Wendong said calmly, "My name is Xu Wendong, and I am a doctor, um, to be precise, a village doctor."

"Nonsense!" Second son Fang Qing’an grunted in annoyance, "All the doctors present today are esteemed physicians from the provincial capital, Divine Doctors, and even they are helpless about my father’s illness. How can a mere village doctor possibly wake him?"

"What nonsense, someone, get him out of here!"

As soon as these words fell, two footsteps sounded from outside.

The two who walked in were the elders who witnessed Xu Wendong effortlessly defeat Summer Stealth, a master of the Potential Dragon List, in Qingshan Village with Fang Cong.

The moment they saw Xu Wendong, the elders’ eyes filled with fear.

Get him out of here?

We would like to.

But we are not strong enough!

Xu Wendong didn’t say much, he immediately went to the bedside, reached out his hand, and pressed hard on Elder Fang’s waist.

Crack!

A crisp sound echoed from Elder Fang’s waist, making everyone flinch. Immediately after, the pained expression on the comatose Elder Fang’s face began to ease.

A slight flush appeared on his pale face.

Meanwhile.

The monitor at the bedside clearly showed that Elder Fang’s blood pressure and heart rate had returned to normal values.

This made everyone draw in a sharp breath.

The look in their eyes toward Xu Wendong was full of shock.

Although they didn’t know how Xu Wendong achieved it, Elder Fang’s complexion and the numbers on the equipment couldn’t lie!

Watching Xu Wendong’s hands massaging Elder Fang’s waist, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, the silver-haired, vigorous old Chinese doctor Liu Chunyang exclaimed, "Young friend’s massage technique, is it the Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand?"

Xu Wendong gave a slight smile, "Yes."

"Ah!"

Upon learning it was the Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand, Liu Chunyang inhaled sharply, exclaiming excitedly, "I never thought I would witness the Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand coming back to life in my lifetime!"

"This is a blessing for Chinese medicine!"

"A blessing for all living beings!"

Fang Qingguo couldn’t help but ask, "Old Liu, what is the Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand?"

Everyone else was equally curious, having never heard of this name before.

Liu Chunyang, suppressing his inner excitement, said, "The Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand is an extremely rare and difficult Tui Na technique, a supreme treasure of Chinese medicine. This technique is shrouded in mystery, profoundly mysterious."

"It has especially miraculous effects on certain orthopedic ailments."

"However, because this Tui Na technique is exceptionally hard to master, it has long faded from the medical world. Yet this young friend has mastered it at such a young age."

"Elder Fang’s illness can be cured, it can be cured!"

Upon hearing this.

Everyone present looked at Xu Wendong with eyes full of curiosity.

After more than ten minutes of massage by Xu Wendong.

Elder Fang also gradually woke up from his coma. Seeing so many doctors gathered around, he immediately flew into a rage, "Get out, get out, all of you get out, I hate seeing doctors the most when I open my eyes."

Everyone showed a faint smile, then left the Fang Family.

Fang Cong chuckled, "Grandpa, you don’t just hate seeing doctors when you open your eyes."

"You simply dislike doctors."

Seeing his father awake, Fang Qingguo’s anxious heart finally relaxed, and he laughed, "When you were a kid, you got sick and the doctor was called to give you an injection. You were something, chasing after the doctor with a kitchen knife, yelling, ’If you give me an injection, I’ll chop you up!’"

"You two are just the same, both not liking doctors."

Fang Cong laughed awkwardly, "I have always had differences with doctors..."

Before he could finish, he promptly shut his mouth, remembering there was a doctor in the room he feared, named Xu Wendong...

Fang Qingguo, full of apology, said to Xu Wendong, "Doctor Xu, thank you for saving my father, please forgive my previous disrespect."

"Mister Fang, you exaggerate. You were only acting out of concern for your father," Xu Wendong said, looking toward Elder Fang on the bed, "How are you feeling now? Why don’t you get out of bed and try walking a few steps?"

Hearing this, the Fang brothers immediately stepped to the bedside and supported the elder to get out of bed, one on each side.

Elder Fang excitedly straightened his back and lightly patted the shoulders of his two sons, motioning for them to move aside, wanting to stand on his own.

But at that moment.

A fierce pain swept over him again, making his face contort in agony, even letting out a painful groan.

Fortunately, the Fang brothers were quick to support him; otherwise, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Mister Xu, is my father’s illness not healed yet?" Fang Shuya asked nervously.

The Fang brothers and Fang Cong were also filled with anxiety.

The elder was strong-willed all his life.

But today, he was in so much pain that he groaned.

This made them, his children, feel both incredible and heartbreaking.

"It shouldn’t be!" Xu Wendong said with confusion, "Let the elder lie down for a while, I will check his body."

Xu Wendong was certain that Elder Fang’s spine had been restored to normal, and theoretically, even if there were a few discomforts from sudden recovery, it shouldn’t be so pronounced.

Thus, Elder Fang was supported to lie on the bed. Only then did the pain on his face somewhat alleviate.

Xu Wendong lifted Elder Fang’s shirt, revealing some shocking scars, both knife wounds, and bullet marks.

Xu Wendong roughly counted, finding over thirty scars on his frail body.

Each scar signified a brush with the Grim Reaper!

He carefully inspected Elder Fang’s spine, his brows furrowing deeper.

Elder Fang laughed heartily, "Even if I cannot walk for the rest of my life, it’s no big deal. After all, being able to stand tall, I have no regrets when I die."

"We, sons of Great Xia, stand tall. Even in death, we go to report to Lord Yan with our backs straight."

Xu Wendong said, "With me here, I will definitely cure your illness. I dare not say that you will live a long life, but I will never let you suffer from illness in your twilight years."

Saying this, Xu Wendong slowly closed his eyes, his spiritual power reaching into Elder Fang’s body through his fingertips.

And at that moment.

A violent, powerful aura rushed forth.

It was too late for Xu Wendong to withdraw. He spat out a mouthful of crimson blood.

His expression, at that moment, was incredibly grave!