Chapter 50

As a successor to a traditional Chinese medicine family and a man known as the "King of Divine Needles," Wang Xiushan finally realized just how ridiculous he had been a moment ago. Previously, Elder Shi had told him that the prescription had been written by a young man, but he hadn't believed it, as the prescription was simply too perfect. He had come today specifically to see this young man Elder Shi spoke of. Upon seeing that the other party was only nineteen, he became even more convinced: a nineteen-year-old could never have written such a prescription. Unlike Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine requires long years of accumulation. At nineteen, most people studying Chinese medicine are still busy practicing how to handle raw herbs; how could one possibly possess such profound medical skill? However, having witnessed Chen Mo’s acupuncture technique—setting aside the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles—Chen Mo’s general acupuncture skills were already far beyond anything he could fathom, leaving him with a sense of awe. As the thirteen silver needles vibrated at a high frequency, a feverish intensity flashed in Wang Xiushan’s eyes. These Ghost Gate Needles, lost for hundreds of years, were a true national treasure.