CHAPTER 326: CHAPTER 280: BONUS CHAPTER FOR MONTHLY TICKET

"Shh, the girl is performing acupuncture, don’t disturb her." Mr. Mo gestured to Old Yang to keep quiet, but he himself walked closer to the bed to carefully observe Lan Tian performing acupuncture, Mr. Jiao unknowingly also walked over.

Lan Tian’s acupuncture technique was very quick; they couldn’t see it clearly, only noticing the flickering cold light. Mr. Ji’s body was filled with silver needles, swaying and glittering. Lan Tian didn’t even open the package of silver needles, she plunged one needle down, her hand shook, and then another silver needle was in her hand, aiming for the acupuncture points, truly exemplifying the term ’pick up’ to the utmost.

Everyone watched with trepidation, fearing that a slight tremble of her hand might result in a misplacement. They wanted to remind her to be cautious, but seeing her proficiency, it was clear this was not her first or second time doing this, so they swallowed back their words.

The whole process took half an hour, and that was with Lan Tian intentionally slowing down the pace, afraid of startling them. If there were no one in the room, she would have finished in a few minutes, but now it was dragged out to half an hour.

Even at this pace, Mr. Mo and Mr. Jiao were already surprised, not just surprised but astonished; usually, everyone carefully administers acupuncture, as a misplacement could not only potentially be lethal but could also impact the effectiveness of the treatment.

The more outstanding Lan Tian was, the happier Mr. Mo became; this was a descendant of the Mo Family after all, so his pride and esteem were justified.

After finishing, Lan Tian stepped away from the bed and took a towel from Ji Feng to wipe her hands, while a few elders gathered around Old Ji to ask about his feelings.

"Old Ji, how do you feel? Any better?" This question was asked by Old Sir Ye, who then turned to Lan Tian, "Can he speak now?"

"He can."

As Old Yang walked around, stroking his beard with a puzzled look on his face, he said, "I went around and around, but no matter how I look, Old Ji seems like a hedgehog!"

Everyone: "..." Can’t you speak appropriately? Even if it’s the plain truth, you shouldn’t say it out loud!

Lan Tian looked back and saw Old Ji’s body filled with densely packed silver needles; from a distance, he did somewhat resemble a hedgehog, the only difference being one sticks others, and the other sticks oneself.

"Girl, this is our Mo Family’s acupuncture, right?" Mr. Mo revolved around and finally came to a conclusion, but the placements were somewhat different from what he remembered.

"Yes, it is our Mo Family’s acupuncture, what about it, Grandpa." Mr. Mo was deep in thought, Lan Tian wiped her hands and walked over.

"Nothing much, just a few points I don’t understand, explain them to me."

"You’ve noticed." Lan Tian’s eyes curved into a smile, "I’ve made slight alterations, these positions are more beneficial for the patient’s condition. Placing a needle in this acupuncture point can alter the speed of blood circulation, this acupuncture point can..." Grandfather and granddaughter, one eager to learn and the other patient in teaching.

Mr. Jiao is not an expert in acupuncture, merely dabbling without deep understanding. In other words, he only knows the basics, nothing more. Therefore, he can’t discern the anomaly with Old Ji. Upon hearing Old Mo’s words, he deliberately took another look but still failed to see anything peculiar. His eyes followed the spot pointed out by Lan Tian, trailing along with the two, occasionally showing flashes of sudden realization on his face.

At first, Mei Lan was too proud to let her guard down. Seeing her master and Mr. Mo listening intently, she couldn’t help but prick up her ears. Lan Tian’s extensive medical knowledge and inconceivable ideas were unheard of. As she listened, she gradually focused her thoughts and followed his reasoning.

Old Sir Ye and Mr. Yang exchanged knowing smiles upon seeing this and moved to sit by the sofa, leaving some space for the others.

After Lan Tian explained once, Mr. Mo finally understood the benefits of altering those acupoints. He looked at Lan Tian as if he had found a treasure, his eyes sparkling, which made Lan Tian feel quite nervous.

This is indeed the brilliance of the Old Mo Family’s youngster, excelling beyond his forebears!

Lan Tian also took advantage of his identity as a cultivator; with internal insight, he naturally knew the effects of those needle insertions. Of course, these were not details Lan Tian would share with Mr. Mo.

"How long will the needles stay in?" Mr. Mo’s tone lifted slightly.

"Another hour and a half, let’s continue for a week first!" The acupoints Lan Tian targeted were to reduce the blood flow from the crown of the heart. Without the nourishment of Heart Blood, you can bear a day or two, but a week will be unbearable. After a long time, the gu insect won’t be able to stand it and will crawl out from the crown of the heart at that time...

It meant Old Ji would suffer a bit, but there was no need to inform Mr. Mo to avoid worrying him; she would come back in the evening to speak with Old Ji privately.

Mr. Jiao seemed to somewhat understand but wished to keep listening to Lan Tian’s explanation. However, as Old Mo already understood and Lan Tian stopped talking, Mr. Jiao reluctantly walked away, while Mei Lan cast a meaningful glance at Lan Tian and also went to sit down.

Lan Tian pulled out a pen from her bag and swiftly wrote a few medicinal meal recipes, handing them to Mr. Mo to read, "Grandpa, this week Mr. Mo should eat some grains and nothing else. Stop using the old prescriptions as well."

After Mr. Mo read them, his face was full of astonishment, "Girl, are you sure there’s no mistake?"

Old Ji was too frail; how could he survive on just plain vegetables? He had tried this before and almost caused a disaster. Mr. Jiao heard Old Mo’s exclamation and took the paper from his hand to glance at it, his eyes narrowing, almost blurting out ’ This is too childish,’ but recalling the girl’s skillful needling, he held back his comment.

"Whether there’s a mistake or not, you’ll know in a few days." Lan Tian wore a face full of mystery and sat down by the sofa. She was indeed being deliberately obscure; dealing with the grandfather’s gu was a bit difficult, but it wasn’t necessary to make it so strenuous. With her current level of cultivation, it was somewhat challenging but didn’t impact her significantly. She was performing for those hidden in this house.

"Ji Feng, come take a rest. Mr. Mo still needs some time." After Lan Tian sat down, she noticed Ji Feng still standing beside the bed, his body rigidly tense, eyes firmly fixed on Old Ji, his gaze on his legs. Then she suddenly smiled, took him by the hand to come over, truly feeling for him, and spoke to him through mental transmission, "Your grandpa will be alright; I can save him, but he’ll have to suffer a bit. There’s someone pulling strings behind the scenes in this house, so I’m deliberately acting this way to throw off our enemy. Don’t turn your head to look at me, just walk like this. Yes, I’m speaking inside your head, others can’t hear, this is a new skill I obtained after advancing my cultivation. Did you understand everything I just said? Blink if you did."

Though it seemed like Lan Tian knew exactly what Ji Feng was thinking, directly providing the answers he wanted to know.

Ji Feng blinked, struggled but couldn’t hold back, and turned his head to look at Lan Tian, who then rolled her eyes; her previous words were in vain.