Chapter 44

Old Master stood outside the courtyard, while Zhang Dong was calm and composed.

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A few minutes later, a hoarse voice suddenly came from inside the courtyard.

"Let that young man come in!"

Upon hearing these words, everyone from the Meng family was stunned.

Meng Tianhe, in particular, couldn't believe it and couldn't help but ask from outside the courtyard.

"Father, are you feeling better? Were you just joking earlier? You really want to let this young man in?"

Old Master Meng coughed twice and said firmly, "That's right! I want him to come in!"

With the personal invitation from Old Master, no one in the Meng family could stop Zhang Dong anymore.

Zhang Dong walked into the courtyard with a swagger, and before entering, he deliberately glanced at those who had said he was crazy for seeking fame.

Seeing this, the younger generation of the Meng family was almost driven mad with anger.

But they couldn't do anything to Zhang Dong, after all, he was a guest personally invited by Old Master!

Inside the courtyard, an old man dressed in traditional Chinese attire stood there, drenched, leaning on a cane. Meng Xiaotong was busy wiping the water off him; it was Old Master Meng himself.

Old Master Meng had a kind and benevolent appearance, with white hair and beard, but his face was unusually ruddy, clearly due to the effects of the medicine.

"Young man, with just a few needles, Xiao Tong managed to temporarily suppress the medicine in my body. This acupuncture technique is truly amazing!" Old Master chuckled.

Zhang Dong smiled faintly and said, "It's just a minor skill, not worth mentioning. I'll first neutralize the effects of the medicine for Old Master, and we can discuss other matters later."

With that, Zhang Dong gestured for Meng Xiaotong to help Old Master Meng back to the living room and sit down.

Then, he took out his acupuncture box.

Without much ado, he began the Thirteen Ghost Points technique.

For any traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, the fine silver needles were something to be handled with great care.

But in Zhang Dong's hands, these silver needles seemed to come alive!

Every time Zhang Dong waved his hand, one or two silver needles would pierce into Old Master Meng's head acupoints.

With another wave, some needles would be removed and then inserted into other acupoints.

This acupuncture method was something Old Master Meng had never seen before in his life!

Ordinary acupuncture techniques aimed to keep the silver needles in the body for as long as possible, as the longer they stayed, the stronger the stimulation to the acupoints would be.

But Zhang Dong did the opposite; each silver needle stayed in Old Master Meng's body for no more than thirty seconds before being removed.

Moreover, the sequence in which he inserted the needles was completely different each time, even when inserting the same acupoints.

If it weren't for the fact that he could feel the medicine being neutralized in his body, Old Master Meng might have thought Zhang Dong was just randomly sticking needles in!

Meng Xiaotong, standing nearby, was also stunned. When she came to her senses, she immediately wanted to stop Zhang Dong.

"Is this acupuncture? You're just tormenting my grandfather!"

Old Master Meng quickly stopped her, "Xiao Tong, don't be silly! This young man is indeed treating me. His acupuncture technique is incredibly mysterious, and it's the first time I've seen anything like it!"

Meng Xiaotong was taken aback. Could it be that Zhang Dong's random needle pricks were really treating her grandfather?

A moment later, as Zhang Dong removed the last silver needle, the ruddy color on Old Master Meng's face faded, and his complexion returned to normal.

He slowly stood up, feeling the changes in his body. After confirming that the effects of the Virgin Fruit had been completely neutralized, he looked at Zhang Dong with amazement.

"Young man, where did you learn this acupuncture technique? Is it a family tradition or did you have a teacher?"

Zhang Dong smiled calmly and said, "I would say it's from a teacher! I was fortunate enough to meet a hermit master who taught me medical skills before leaving. I only recently mastered the skills he taught me, and acupuncture is just a part of it!"

Old Master Meng was even more shocked. Such a mysterious and incredible acupuncture technique was just a part of the medical skills passed down by the master!

How advanced must the complete set of medical skills be?

"Grandfather, are you really okay?" Meng Xiaotong couldn't help but interrupt their conversation.

Old Master Meng nodded slightly, "Yes, I'm fine! Go tell the people outside not to worry anymore! Also, tell your father to set up a banquet for lunch; I want to thank this young man properly!"

Before Meng Xiaotong could show any excitement, Zhang Dong waved his hand.

"There's no need for a banquet! I just want one thing: give me two pieces of Blood Spirit Grass, and I'll leave immediately! And I won't tell anyone about what happened today."

"Blood Spirit Grass?" Old Master Meng was shocked, "So that's where Xiao Tong learned about the Blood Spirit Grass. I wondered why she suddenly saw its name in an old book from a street stall."

With his lie exposed by Old Master Meng, Meng Xiaotong couldn't help but blush and tried to defend herself.

"I was just afraid you wouldn't believe me! So I said I saw it in an old book!"

Zhang Dong's lips curved into a slight smile. He didn't mock the proud Meng Xiaotong but said directly, "Since I'm here, I'll be straightforward. Blood Spirit Grass has a miraculous effect on congenital blood diseases, even so-called genetic diseases can be cured! That's its greatest use!"

"Genetic diseases can be cured?" Old Master Meng and Meng Xiaotong were both stunned.

The Meng family was not a closed-off clan; they had always kept up with the times and knew what genetic diseases were.

But they never expected that Blood Spirit Grass could be so miraculous, capable of treating even genetic blood diseases!

"Incredible! Truly incredible!" Old Master Meng couldn't help but exclaim.

He looked at Meng Xiaotong, "Go to my bedroom, take the key from the bedside table, and go to the warehouse to get the Blood Spirit Grass!"

This time, Meng Xiaotong didn't hesitate. After all, she was a person who knew how to repay kindness. Zhang Dong had just saved her grandfather, and her grandfather's life was worth more than two pieces of Blood Spirit Grass!

As Meng Xiaotong left the courtyard with the key, the people at the gate gathered around her, asking what had happened inside.

Looking at the crowd and recalling their earlier insistence on stopping her from bringing Zhang Dong in, Meng Xiaotong couldn't help but sneer.

"What happened? What else could have happened? Zhang Dong cured Grandfather!"

She even deliberately jingled the key to the warehouse in her hand, "See? Grandfather personally asked me to go to the warehouse and get a treasure to thank Zhang Dong for curing him!"

The expressions on the faces of the Meng family's younger generation were now quite ugly.

How could such a young man like Zhang Dong cure Old Master Meng?

After all, even Old Master Meng, who was known as a divine doctor, couldn't cure his own illness!

The older generation, like Meng Xiaotong's father, remained relatively calm, at least managing to keep their composure.

But the younger generation of the Meng family, like Meng Xiaotong, had very sour expressions.

They had just mocked Zhang Dong for being overconfident, laughed at him for being crazy for seeking fame, and even accused him of being sent by their rivals to cause trouble.

But they never expected that Zhang Dong would cure Old Master Meng in less than ten minutes!

Of course, most people were unaware of Old Master Meng's condition, only his few sons knew the truth.

But now, no matter what they said, it was too late.

They could only watch as Meng Xiaotong strutted past them, bouncing to the warehouse to fetch the box containing the Blood Spirit Grass.