Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 79: Young Master Doesn’t Play by Those Rules

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Young Master Doesn’t Play by Those Rules

The so-called Seven Extremes Cold Yin Powder was a concoction made from seven extremely sinister poisonous herbs. Anyone afflicted by it would fall into a deep sleep for seven days as their body was gradually covered by ice crystals. After the seventh day, these ice crystals would shatter, and the victim’s life would end.

However, the seven herbs were exceptionally rare. Chen Xiaobei had never imagined that someone in the small city of Songshan would use such a potent poison.

Just then, Li Xinghe anxiously asked, "Elder Jiao, how is Miss He’s condition? Is there anything you can do?"

"There is no need for concern, Elder Li," Jiao Linghe said slowly. "Miss He is merely experiencing a mild coma due to weak Qi and blood, along with a slight liver-fire imbalance. A single treatment with my Cold Ice Divine Needle is all it will take. I guarantee she will awaken immediately."

"That’s wonderful news! Please begin the treatment immediately, Elder Jiao," Li Xinghe urged.

"Wait a moment!" He Lisan walked over to his father and whispered, "Dad, shouldn’t we let Doctor Chen take a look, too? He still hasn’t given his opinion!"

"This..." He Yongkun frowned.

Although Jiao Linghe, the physician retained by the Li Family, was renowned as the top doctor in Songshan, the contentious relationship between their two families made He Yongkun seriously doubt Li Xinghe’s character. After all, the Li Family had acted tyrannically in Songshan for years. As the local magistrate, He Yongkun had long wished to dismantle them, but he never found an opportunity due to their backing from a major sect.

It wasn’t until He Lisan met Chen Xiaobei that He Yongkun had schemed to use Xia Xue to force Chen Xiaobei into his service, only to have Chen Xiaobei turn the tables on him completely. So, hearing his son’s suggestion now, He Yongkun felt incredibly conflicted.

Before he could speak, however, Jiao Linghe bristled.

"Magistrate He, I have practiced medicine for decades. There is no illness so complex that it could baffle me. This Cold Ice Divine Needle of mine was passed down from the Ancient Shennong Scripture. How could a mere youngster’s skills possibly compare? I advise you to let me proceed immediately. If your esteemed daughter dies, none of us can bear that responsibility," Jiao Linghe said coldly, his expression imperious.

Immediately, the surrounding doctors began to clamor in agreement.

"Elder Jiao is right! Miss He’s condition can’t afford any delay!"

"I’ve personally witnessed Elder Jiao’s skills. His Cold Ice Divine Needle is miraculous! He’s revived people who were on the brink of death."

"Magistrate He, there’s no need to worry. Just trust Elder Jiao."

"Dad, what should we do?" He Lisan was at a loss.

He Yongkun’s brow tightened. He couldn’t afford to offend the Li Family right now, so he could only shoot a pleading glance toward Chen Xiaobei.

Chen Xiaobei, however, remained perfectly calm, a hint of admiration even touching his face. "Elder Jiao, I never expected you to possess the long-lost Cold Ice Divine Needle. This technique is truly a pinnacle of traditional medicine. As I recall, it is divided into eight Realms. If fully mastered, it can even revive the dead and regrow flesh on bare bones. May I ask which Realm you have reached, Elder Jiao?"

"Oh? I’m surprised a young man like you knows that the Cold Ice Divine Needle has eight Realms. It seems I underestimated you," Jiao Linghe said, his face filled with pride. "To be frank, I only possess the manual up to the Fourth Layer, and I have already broken through to the Third Layer. Curing a simple coma like Miss He’s will be child’s play!"

"The Third Layer already? Wow, that’s impressive!" Chen Xiaobei gave him a thumbs-up before his expression shifted to a mocking smirk. "However, Elder Jiao, I would advise you not to perform the acupuncture. Otherwise, your lifelong reputation might be ruined in an instant."

"How audacious!" Jiao Linghe erupted in anger. "Brat, my reputation is not for a junior like you to tarnish! If you know what’s good for you, get out of the way. Don’t disturb me while I’m treating Miss He."

At his words, the other doctors also grew angry. Chen Xiaobei instantly became the target of their collective scorn, and they looked as if they wanted to throw him out of the room.

"Xiaobei, maybe we should just go," Qiu Xingcai suggested quietly.

"Why leave? Staying to watch the show is much more fun!" Chen Xiaobei patted her small waist and grinned. "Jiao Linghe, I see it clearly now. Your title as the ’top doctor’ isn’t because you’re so skilled; it’s entirely due to the Cold Ice Divine Needle! When it comes to the pharmacology of traditional medicine, you’re a complete amateur! You couldn’t even tell that Miss He was poisoned, and you dare call yourself the number-one Divine Doctor!"

His statement sent a wave of shock through the crowd.

Jiao Linghe, however, sneered with disdain. "Brat, she’s poisoned just because you say so? If that’s the case, what poison is it?"

"Why should I tell you?" Chen Xiaobei shrugged, his nonchalant expression enough to drive a person mad with rage.

"Enough!" Li Xinghe shouted. "Chen Xiaobei, since you refuse to say what poison Miss He has, we can only assume you’re making things up! Elder Jiao, please proceed with the acupuncture! Miss He’s condition cannot be delayed!"

"Rest assured, my lord. Success is guaranteed!" Jiao Linghe replied, taking out his set of Silver Needles.

"Doctor Chen, this..." He Lisan was terrified, his face a mask of anxiety.

"Don’t worry, it’s fine," Chen Xiaobei said with a reassuring wave, his gaze exceptionally calm.

At that moment, Jiao Linghe inserted seven Silver Needles one by one into the acupoints on He Zixuan’s body. Instantly, the air temperature dropped by several degrees, yet it didn’t feel cold. Instead, it was surprisingly comfortable.

"Wow! That feels so good!" Qiu Xingcai said, her face full of envy. "Xiaobei, this Cold Ice Divine Needle is amazing. I feel like the alcohol has completely worn off."

"Of course," Chen Xiaobei said. "The technique is indeed from the Ancient Shennong Scripture. It’s a true top-tier acupuncture method, no doubt about it. The only pity is that it can’t save Miss He’s life."

"Why not?" Qiu Xingcai asked like a curious child.

Chen Xiaobei explained, "Because Miss He was poisoned by the Seven Extremes Cold Yin Powder. This poison possesses an extremely Yin nature, and the Cold Ice Divine Needle is also a technique of an extremely Yin nature. When these two Yin forces merge, not only will it fail to expel the toxins from her body, it will actually accelerate their spread! I estimate that in less than a minute, the poison will fully take effect!"

Just as he finished speaking, Jiao Linghe cried out in alarm.

Everyone turned to look. He Zixuan’s once-flawless skin was now being covered by a thin layer of frost. The ice crystals were spreading with incredible speed, even forcing out the Silver Needles that Jiao Linghe had just inserted. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"AHHHHHH!"

At the same time, He Zixuan began to groan in agony.

"Li Xinghe, what in the world is happening?" He Yongkun roared, seeing the scene unfold.

"Magistrate He, calm down! Let me ask Elder Jiao!" Li Xinghe was dumbfounded with fear. He hurried over to the doctor. "Elder Jiao, what’s wrong with Miss He? What are these ice crystals?"

Although he wasn’t afraid of He Yongkun, the family He Zixuan was set to marry into was one he could not afford to offend. That was why he had brought Jiao Linghe here tonight—to curry favor with them. If He Zixuan died under his treatment, he would be completely finished!

But Jiao Linghe was already at a total loss. "My lord, I... I don’t know either!" he stammered frantically. "Maybe... maybe we should ask that Mr. Chen? He was the one who said Miss He was poisoned!"

Li Xinghe wanted nothing more than to kick the man to death. But this was no time for second thoughts. He strode over to Chen Xiaobei and demanded, "Chen Xiaobei, you were just confidently stating that Miss He was poisoned, weren’t you? Since you know so much, hurry up and treat her!"

But Chen Xiaobei just laughed. "Li Xinghe, why should I treat her just because you say so? I don’t play by your rules!"

With that, he wrapped his arm around Qiu Xingcai’s waist and turned to leave.