Chapter 1216 Daoist Reinforcements

After a simple sterilization process, the silver needles were inserted into the bodies of other injured people waiting for treatment. Modern sterilization technology was highly mature, and Qi Blood inherently possessed bactericidal properties anyway, making any bacterial infection impossible. Bai Ziqing hadn’t even pulled the silver needles out of his own body.

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!

The speed of the Daoist disciples was incredibly fast. In less than a second, the second batch of wounded had already received treatment.

“Eldest Brother, can your body hold up?” a disciple asked, his brow furrowed. Forcibly running the Life-Crossing Combat Art at this level of intensity was practically a death sentence. No matter how strong their Eldest Brother was, he had to be in immense pain.

“I’m fine… PFFT… I’m fine…” The moment Bai Ziqing finished speaking, he spat out a small mouthful of fresh blood.

The other Daoist disciples wanted to say more, but he stopped them with a single look. Talking was useless; he wasn’t going to stop anyway. Besides, it just made the Daoist sect look overly talkative.

“Doctor, set up an IV drip for me with some nutritional fluids. I might be experiencing a bit of hypoglycemia,” Bai Ziqing suddenly added. The Daoist sect was strictly vegetarian, which left their endurance somewhat lacking. Or perhaps his Spiritual Power had been overdrawn too severely. Either way, Bai Ziqing had to rely on the power of science.

“Right away!”

In no time, five bags of IV fluids were hung above Bai Ziqing’s head. Sure enough, as the fluids entered his body, a trace of color returned to his pale face. The infusion was effective after all.

“Brothers of the Daoist sect, please connect me to another injured person as well,” Su Yue spoke up at this moment. With over a hundred million yuan worth of medicinal pills compressed within his body, he hadn’t expended much energy at all just now.

“Su Yue, you can still heal people?” Junior Qi asked, his face full of astonishment.

He wondered if Su Yue was just trying to show off. Without a Dao Cauldron, an ordinary Martial Artist couldn’t possibly compress too many medicinal pills inside their body. Successfully treating even one injured person was already an impressive feat for Su Yue. Although Junior Qi greatly admired him, they needed to be realistic; this was no time to play the hero.

“My Qi Blood is holding up well enough. I’ll have to trouble you,” Su Yue said, taking a deep breath and nodding. Having regained his composure, his mind felt much more relaxed, though his head had nearly exploded just a moment ago. It seemed that breaking past one’s limits always came at a price.

“Are you sure?” Junior Qi asked to confirm again. He wasn’t trying to pick a fight; he just wanted to approach things more scientifically. Su Yue’s behavior defied logic. It was neither normal nor reasonable.

“Junior Qi, from now on, just help Su Yue with whatever he asks you to do. Can you please stop talking? It’s pointless.” Bai Ziqing’s stomach hurt from sheer frustration.

He couldn’t fathom why Junior Qi was so stubborn. After being proven wrong by Su Yue time and time again, why couldn’t he just accept the truth? If Su Yue asked him to administer acupuncture, he was obviously confident in his abilities. There was no need for all this incessant chatter. The others also shot Junior Qi strange looks. Indeed, the kid talked way too much. Given the dire circumstances, they had to grasp at straws and try everything; there was no room for endless questioning.

“I just think it defies logic!” Junior Qi muttered. He then took the silver needles connected to Su Yue’s acupoints and inserted them into another injured person.

A dense mist glowed radiantly. In less than a minute, the second patient under Su Yue’s care was fully healed. A wave of cheers erupted across the shelter once again.

Junior Qi was shocked speechless. Su Yue was indeed an unscientific monster. While he hadn’t treated as many people as their Eldest Brother, his speed was absolutely absurd, as if he were using some sort of cheat code. It was completely unscientific.

“Next!” Su Yue didn’t waste any words. His eyes flashed as he immediately called out.

To be honest, his head felt incredibly heavy every time he pushed the Life-Crossing Combat Art to its limits. It was true what they said—saving a life was much harder than taking one. Channeling this medical combat art was extremely mentally draining. He also had to be incredibly careful since the patients’ meridians were far too fragile. Yet, even with a splitting headache, he had to push through. The injured lying on the makeshift cots stretched as far as the eye could see.

Furthermore, there was bad news. The area under the third protective barrier was already overcrowded. Even the Combat Martial Artists of the Zhenqin Corps who were maintaining order had stepped outside the barrier to leave more space for the injured.

High up in the sky, Fei Ningxiao’s giant face was still laughing maniacally. The continuous bombardment from the three Ninth Grade experts rained down relentlessly, yet there were still no signs that Fei Ningxiao would be killed anytime soon. Although his massive face was now covered in more scars and his blood poured down like a torrential rainstorm, he was still a long way from death.

“You want to keep going? You… Forget it, I won’t say anything.”

Hearing Su Yue’s demand, Junior Qi had been on the verge of questioning him again. He was naturally an outspoken person with no ill intentions, but upon catching his Eldest Brother’s warning glare, he wisely shut his mouth. He decided he wouldn’t speak. He, An Jing, would just do his work. That way, he wouldn’t be proven wrong and embarrassed so easily.

When selecting the third patient, Junior Qi didn’t choose someone severely injured. Assuming that Su Yue’s Qi Blood had reached its absolute limit, he picked out someone with minor injuries so that Su Yue wouldn’t waste any time.

However, Junior Qi once again found himself questioning reality. From the moment he inserted the silver needles to the moment the patient was fully healed and the needles were removed, only a few dozen seconds had passed. The speed was simply unbelievable.

“It’s best if we prioritize the severely injured. The lightly injured can still hold on for a bit longer,” Su Yue reminded him with a frown.

“Alright!” By this point, Junior Qi no longer questioned Su Yue’s unscientific nature. When it came to this guy, common sense and scientific logic simply didn’t apply. It was so unfair. Why didn’t he have such overpowered abilities? They were both human, after all, and he was even more handsome than Su Yue. Junior Qi was completely baffled.

Before they knew it, another ten or so minutes had passed. Su Yue and Bai Ziqing gradually gained control over the rhythm of the rescue efforts. Thanks to this precious time they had bought, the hospital had also successfully developed a potion with much stronger blood-generating capabilities.