From Dr. Liao's tone, it was evident he was no simple physician but possessed considerable influence.
It made sense. A renowned doctor who had treated various prominent figures decades ago, a respected figure in Beijing's elite circles, wouldn't lack profound connections.
Those whose lives Dr. Liao had saved would surely be eager to repay the favor!
Therefore, Dr. Liao's words were not mere threats but actions he could genuinely carry out.
However, Ying Chen seemed to fail to grasp this, his smile of mockery widening. "I'd like to see how you'll make me regret it."
"Are you going to have me arrested?"
"Or find someone to kill me?"
"Or secretly poison me to death?"
"Hmm, it seems you can't do any of that! On the contrary, I can easily end your life!"
Before his words faded, Ying Chen suddenly appeared beside Dr. Liao.
He placed a hand on Dr. Liao's head.
His fingers were like iron clamps, the immense force causing Dr. Liao's expression to change drastically. He couldn't help but wonder if his head would explode like an overripe watermelon!
Yet, facing imminent death, Dr. Liao remained stubbornly defiant. "Hmph, you can kill me, but I won't change my words! Even if I become a vengeful spirit, I will return to demand an explanation: why are you slandering me! If you can't provide sufficient reason, I will surely make you pay the price!"
"If you're going to do it, hurry up! Don't be indecisive like a woman! If you don't even dare to kill, please don't talk about making people die all the time! It's pathetic to hear!"
Dr. Liao was like a hard pea, impossible to steam, boil, flatten, or pop.
Even Ying Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The fingers pressing on Dr. Liao's head slowly loosened.
"Since you're so eager to know the reason, I shall grant your wish!"
With that, Ying Chen walked towards Elder Hu's sickbed.
Elder Hu had already completely lost his breath, his limbs even showing signs of rigor mortis.
Seeing this, Dr. Liao, who was already unconvinced, became even more so.
"Rigor mortis has already set in. I refuse to believe anyone in this world can bring the dead back to life! Do you truly think you're some great immortal capable of resurrecting the dead and regenerating flesh? If so, please invite him down and enlighten me!"
"If not, then bow and apologize to me! And disappear from my sight!"
Ying Chen merely glanced coldly at Dr. Liao and replied, "Whether there are great immortals or not, I don't know. But to save him, no great immortal is needed!"
"I can do it!"
"You?" Dr. Liao frowned, sizing Ying Chen up and down.
He then chuckled. "It's not that I look down on you. Whether it's Western or Traditional Chinese Medicine, age is an extremely important factor, second only to talent. If one is older, they have seen more cases; if they have seen more cases, their medical skills are better! At your age, you've barely graduated from medical school, no matter how you boast. You tell me you can save someone who is already dead? Are you playing me for a fool?"
Faced with Dr. Liao's skepticism, Ying Chen didn't bother to explain.
He simply turned around, no longer looking at Dr. Liao.
Instead, he grabbed Elder Hu from the bed.
"You haven't repaid what you owe me, and you want to die?"
"Did you get my permission?"
Ying Chen said coldly, as if Elder Hu were still alive and could hear him.
Seeing Ying Chen's action, Hu Quan'an, for some unknown reason, felt a panic well up within him.
He rushed forward to intervene. "My granduncle has passed away. Please let go and allow my granduncle to depart in peace, okay?"
"You won't even let the dead rest. Are you even human?"
"Whatever debts my granduncle owed, I will accept them all and bear them myself! Are you satisfied now?"
Hu Quan'an's passionate declaration immediately earned Dr. Liao's approval.
It was rare to find such filial piety in a young man in modern times!
"Scram."
To their surprise, Ying Chen remained unmoved.
He didn't even turn his head, merely spitting out a single word.
This single word caused Hu Quan'an's arm, which had been reaching towards Ying Chen, to instantly retract.
After hesitating for a moment, he reluctantly retreated.
"Dr. Liao is right. There are no gods in this world, and resurrection is impossible! So, do whatever you want! The more you struggle, the more it benefits me!"
Hu Quan'an's eyes flickered as he thought to himself.
After Ying Chen grabbed Elder Hu from the bed, he suddenly turned his wrist, flipping Elder Hu upside down, head down and feet up!
From a distance, he looked like a desiccated corpse hanging upside down!
This sight infuriated Dr. Liao.
Ying Chen's action was clearly a desecration of the body!
However, Dr. Liao managed to control his temper, wanting to see what trick Ying Chen was up to!
"Yongquan!"
"Dazhui!"
"Mingmen!"
"Shenque!"
"Dan Yuan Shen Cang, intent flows like dragon and snake!"
"Live!"
Ying Chen uttered one word after another, while his fingers poked out in succession.
Initially, Dr. Liao could still understand, recognizing them as names of acupoints.
But later, Dr. Liao became utterly bewildered.
He had never heard of terms like "Dan Yuan Shen Cang" or "intent flows like dragon and snake."
Ying Chen's finger movements also became increasingly magical.
His five fingers moved swiftly, brushing across Elder Hu's body in sequence.
He didn't seem to use much force, as if merely touching the surface.
Yet, a series of 'bang bang bang' sounds emanated from Elder Hu's body, and his body swayed significantly.
A current of energy, like a hidden python within Elder Hu's body, suddenly appeared and rapidly circulated through his body.
In a short while, it had traveled all over Elder Hu.
*Plop!*
Ying Chen released his grip, and Elder Hu's body fell back onto the bed.
The treatment was clearly over.
Dr. Liao quickly stepped forward.
But after carefully observing Elder Hu's condition, he immediately shook his head and said, "No pulse, pupils unchanged, limbs still rigid. There are no signs of revival at all!"
"I thought you actually knew some medicine. Turns out you were just performing some shamanistic ritual!"
Hearing Dr. Liao's diagnosis, Hu Quan'an let out a sigh of relief.
He had truly feared that Ying Chen would save Elder Hu.
So, Ying Chen was nothing special, just boasting and bluffing from beginning to end!
"Why the hurry?" To Dr. Liao's questioning, Ying Chen merely said three words calmly.
Then, Ying Chen extended his five fingers and slowly began to count down.
"Five."
"Four."
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
The moment he uttered "One," Elder Hu on the sickbed suddenly underwent an astonishing change!
This caused both Dr. Liao and Hu Quan'an to look as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes wide open, and they instinctively took a step back!