Urban Miracle Doctor-Chapter 912: Sword Wound!

The Backsword Guest was taken aback upon hearing Qin Han’s words, then smiled and said, "No wonder you can play with Haoyang."

Qin Han also smiled at this remark, then said to the Backsword Guest, "Remove your shirt! We’ll start the treatment!"

"Alright, I’ll trouble Dr. Qin then!" said the Backsword Guest as he removed his shirt and sat upright on the stone stool.

Qin Han took out the needle pouch he carried and began to apply needles on the Backsword Guest’s back.

The Backsword Guest’s internal injury wasn’t serious; the severe part was the shock after the internal injury and the cold invading his lungs.

So Qin Han needed to first treat the internal injury, then force out the cold in the lungs.

Dugu Wushang stood by, watching Qin Han treat the Backsword Guest’s injuries.

Qin Han casually drew several Golden Needles and began to place needles on the Backsword Guest’s back according to the positions of the five viscera.

After completing the needle placement, Qin Han walked to the front of the Backsword Guest and asked, "What does it feel like on your back now?"

"There’s a slight warm sensation, it’s very comfortable!" the Backsword Guest quickly replied.

Qin Han nodded, "This is a normal phenomenon. If it weren’t for the cold invading your lungs, it should feel scorching by now."

"Thank you, Dr. Qin," said the Backsword Guest.

Qin Han responded, "Can you remember where the internal injury entered your body back then? If you know where the internal injury initially occurred, it will save me a lot of effort. Otherwise, I’ll have to check each one."

"Dr. Qin, they all struck me simultaneously, and I only felt four different types of Inner Strength enter my body, so I don’t really know where the internal injury started," the Backsword Guest deliberated, then hurriedly said, with a tone full of anxiety.

Qin Han smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Xiong, don’t worry. I just said if you remembered, I could save a lot of effort. It’s okay if you don’t remember; it just means spending a bit more time."

Then Qin Han turned to Dugu Wushang and said, "Wushang, help me tell Yu Wei that I may return a bit late tonight!"

"Yes, Mr. Qin!" Dugu Wushang responded immediately and went to the corner to call Song Yuwei.

"Dr. Qin, I really feel sorry for taking so much of your time," the Backsword Guest said somewhat guiltily.

Qin Han, however, waved his hand and said, "Treating illness and saving lives naturally takes time. If I could cure every patient in a few minutes, then I would truly be a Divine Doctor."

Upon hearing Qin Han’s words, the Backsword Guest also laughed.

After Dugu Wushang returned, Qin Han once again began the needle insertion, but this time his method was somewhat puzzling.

In the past, when Qin Han applied needles, he would protect the patient’s heart pulse with the Golden Needles. This time, however, he didn’t do that but directly began the needle insertion at the heart area among the five viscera.

After a moment, Qin Han shook his head and said, "It seems that the place where you were injured is not the heart pulse."

Subsequently, Qin Han began to place needles on the liver pulse.

Finally, Qin Han discovered the place where the Backsword Guest suffered the internal injury. It was indeed the lung pulse, and there was a new wound on the lung pulse.

"So that’s it!" Qin Han raised his head and said, "The reason your lung pulse is so seriously injured is that you were originally injured there, and later the cold entered, causing it to become so severe."

The Backsword Guest looked at Qin Han blankly, and Qin Han had to explain again, "Ordinary Martial Artists, due to their martial arts cultivation, have Inner Strength to protect them, and wouldn’t be easily harmed by cold. You were injured because your lung pulse was hurt by someone, allowing the cold to invade."

"Dr. Qin, can you still cure it?" the Backsword Guest asked anxiously.

Qin Han nodded and said, "Of course I can!"

Then Qin Han resumed the needle placement, muttering a soft "hm."

"What is it, Dr. Qin?" The Backsword Guest’s face showed a nervous expression as he asked.

"Why does this sword wound look so familiar? It’s exactly like my Sword Qi!" Qin Han exclaimed in surprise, but he had never met the Backsword Guest, much less had a life-and-death battle with him. So why would the Backsword Guest have injuries caused by his Sword Qi?

The Backsword Guest heard this and said, "Injured by Sword Qi like Dr. Qin’s?"

"How is that possible?"

"Did Dr. Qin have such cultivation five years ago? But if I fought Dr. Qin, I would definitely have an impression, as this injury almost cost me my life, and the one wielding the sword was an expert from the Holy Medicine Sect."

"The Holy Medicine Sect?" Qin Han frowned, then stared at the Backsword Guest and asked, "How did you come into conflict with someone from the Holy Medicine Sect?"

"That person was a member of the Holy Medicine Sect, and when he was teasing women in Northern Shaanxi, I stumbled upon it, which led to the argument."

"At that time, I was no match for him. His understanding of Sword Intent was too strong."

"But later I heard that after he returned to the Holy Medicine Sect, he was punished by the Sect Leader."

After saying this, Qin Han looked at the Backsword Guest with a face full of shock. Could there really be such a coincidental thing in this world?

Then Qin Han lowered his head once again to look at the sword wound on the Backsword Guest’s chest. After a moment, Qin Han raised his head again and said, "It’s just similar; it seems like his handiwork."

"Dr. Qin knows this person?" The Backsword Guest asked Qin Han in surprise.

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Qin Han said, "Do you still feel any pressure in your breathing now?"

"It feels much better!" The Backsword Guest, still concerned about his condition, quickly responded.

Qin Han nodded and said, "Basically, there’s no problem now. Next, we just need to force out the cold from the lung pulse."

Then Qin Han stood up and said to the Backsword Guest, "Come with me."

After the three entered the inner room, Qin Han said to the Backsword Guest, "If you feel a burning sensation in your chest at some point, it’s normal. But when the cold is being forced out, you’ll feel very cold. If you can’t bear it, you can drink some strong wine."

The Backsword Guest smiled and said, "I didn’t expect that while treating an injury, I could drink at the same time!"

"It’s truly one of life’s great pleasures! Dr. Qin, I just admire you too much!"

Perhaps feeling that his internal injury was about to be healed, the Backsword Guest appeared unusually pleased.

Qin Han smiled faintly and said, "The rest doesn’t actually require me. You just need to follow your practice method to expel the cold from your body, and then take some medication I’ve prepared."

"Thank you, Dr. Qin!" the Backsword Guest said, cupping his hands toward Qin Han.

Qin Han waved his hand and said, "We’ll leave first!"

After Qin Han and the others left, the Backsword Guest breathed a sigh of relief, muttering to himself, "That was close, it’s finally solved."

Outside the inner room, Qin Han heard this and smiled faintly, then said to Dugu Wushang, "It seems these internal injuries have really tortured him."