Su Jingyu wore a look of surprise.
Before, Shen Feng had pointed out all the symptoms that Immortal Master Wu was suffering from, and now he had discerned Wang Anxiong's taste disorder at a glance.
If Shen Feng had not heard about Wang Anxiong's condition before, then this could only be described as unbelievable.
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes inspection, auscultation and olfaction, inquiry, and palpation.
Yet, truly being able to diagnose a condition with just one look, even in the whole of Huaxia such doctors would be incredibly rare!
Wang Anxiong was only momentarily stunned. His face did not show joy, as there were many in Wuzhou who knew about his loss of taste. If one really wanted to find out, it wasn't impossible to do so.
In the two years since he lost his sense of taste, many self-proclaimed famous doctors came uninvited, claiming they could cure his tongue. Some indeed had skills, but most were frauds looking to swindle money.
He had no special hobbies; his favorite thing was savoring various gourmet foods. Ever since the loss of his taste, every bite of food became difficult to swallow, and over time, his appetite dwindled day by day. Diagnosed by a doctor, he might have developed anorexia nervosa, which, if it continued, would have a serious adverse impact on his health.
"Young man, everyone must be responsible for what they say. Are you sure you can restore my sense of taste?"
With a sallow complexion, Wang Anxiong subconsciously twisted his neck, his piercing gaze fixing on Shen Feng.
Fatty Qian's cheeks trembled, "Kid, if you're trying to scam money, you should have inquired about Brother Wang's reputation first. Don't ruin yourself over a fleeting moment of greed."
In the upper echelons of Wuzhou, Wang Anxiong was notorious for being ruthless.
However, that was only toward his enemies; he was known to treat his brothers and friends with great loyalty.
Su Jingyu tugged at Shen Feng's sleeve, whispering anxiously, "Now is not the time to show off; it's still not too late to leave."
Her voice took on an added note of urgency.
Shen Feng indeed displayed a hint of mystique, but many top doctors in Wuzhou were unable to help with Wang Anxiong's taste disorder.
Since graduating from high school, this was the first time she had seen Shen Feng, who she had heard got into Tianhai Medical University.
But curing a disease isn't about talking big. Leaving now is the safest option.
Unfazed by Su Jingyu's advice, Shen Feng looked at Wang Anxiong and said, "I can restore your sense of taste right away, but first, you must agree to give me the jade beads on your wrist."
Wang Anxiong developed a slight interest in Shen Feng. He remained calm from beginning to end, and having lost hope in recovering his sense of taste, why not give it a try?
He took off a string of jade beads from his wrist, "Young man, it's all on you now."
Shen Feng accepted the string of jade beads, feeling the rich spiritual energy within, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
Based on the amount of spiritual energy contained in these beads, he could at least begin to sort out the chaotic meridians in his body.
Fatty Qian watched Shen Feng with a skeptical eye. He didn't believe that this ragged-looking person could help Wang Anxiong regain his sense of taste.
He had a good relationship with Wang Anxiong and was well aware of how much money had been spent on treating his tongue, yet all attempts had ended in disappointment.
And now this young kid was boldly claiming he could immediately restore Wang Anxiong's sense of taste?
"Kid, do you even know what you're doing? Do you know how many famous doctors have examined Brother Wang's tongue?"
"If you're just trying to mystify things, I think your tongue might be forfeit," Fatty Qian said, his harmless facade giving way to a threatening look.
Unperturbed, Shen Feng replied with a smile, "Their medical skills aren't as good as mine."
He was none other than the Immortal Emperor from the Immortal Realm. In his domain, who was worthy of his medical intervention?
To think that now, for a string of spiritually-charged jade beads, he stooped to treat a mortal, only to be doubted!
However, he really needed those beads and preferred not to stoop to the level of these people.
When Fatty Qian heard Shen Feng's earnest words, it was as if he heard a joke, "Do you have no shame, kid? Do you think you're the reincarnation of Hua Tuo?"
After considering seriously for two seconds, Shen Feng said, "His tongue, Hua Tuo couldn't cure, and my medical skill is even higher than Hua Tuo's."
This statement amused Fatty Qian to the point of laughter, and even Wang Anxiong couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth.
Su Jingyu, standing behind Shen Feng, was so anxious that beads of sweat formed on her nose. Shen Feng was boasting without any draft, spouting such unreliable statements with ease.
"Help me buy a box of silver needles."
As Su Jingyu pondered how to persuade him further, Shen Feng's calm voice reached her ears again.
Seeing Su Jingyu dazed, Shen Feng frowned slightly, "If you're too busy, I can go myself."
Fatty Qian blocked Shen Feng's path, "Don't try to pull off such child's play here. You think you can just walk away scot-free after taking the jade bead? When has the world ever been so cheap?"
Su Jingyu bit her lip, "I'll go buy it."
After stepping out of Rare Treasures Pavilion, she grew increasingly angry, feeling almost like Shen Feng's maid, being bossed around at his beck and call.
There happened to be a place selling silver needles in Antique City.
In no time at all, Su Jingyu had bought the silver needles and asked in a low voice, "How confident are you that you can heal his tongue?"
It had come to this.
She had no choice but to trust Shen Feng for the time being.
If Shen Feng failed to heal Wang Anxiong's tongue, she feared she would be implicated as well.
"One hundred percent confident," Shen Feng said without batting an eye.
In Su Jingyu's memory, Shen Feng was a shy boy. How had he become so brazen now?
After a simple disinfection of the silver needles, Shen Feng said to Wang Anxiong, "Stick out your tongue."
Fatty Qian hastily said, "You're going to stick needles in Brother Wang's tongue? Don't mess around, if anything happens to Brother Wang, it won't be as simple as just losing a tongue."
Shen Feng looked straight at Wang Anxiong, "Don't want to be treated?"
Wang Anxiong waved his hand, "Fatty Qian, just be quiet and watch. Don't spout nonsense. I, Wang Anxiong, have been through everything. Am I going to be scared of a couple of needles in my tongue?"
Fatty Qian nervously shut his mouth.
After Wang Anxiong stuck out his tongue, Shen Feng picked up a silver needle; he was about to use a common acupuncture method from the Immortal Realm.
The Three Spirits Acupuncture Method.
Even though it was a common method in the Immortal Realm, it still required the aid of Spiritual Energy.
Holding the jade bead imbued with Spiritual Energy in his left hand, he tried to draw some of the Spiritual Energy from the bead and infuse it into the silver needle.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Shen Feng's needle insertion was quick and smooth.
In just one second, all three silver needles had been inserted into Wang Anxiong's tongue.
Next, he slowly twirled each of the three needles in turn, introducing the Spiritual Energy drawn from the bead into them.
Su Jingyu held her breath, watching Shen Feng without blinking.
Cold sweat broke out on Fatty Qian's forehead, knowing that if something went wrong with Wang Anxiong under his watch, he would be in deep trouble.
After the infusion of Spiritual Energy, the three needles in Wang Anxiong's tongue began to emit a faint luster and started to tremble on their own.
According to Shen Feng's sensing.
Wang Anxiong's tongue was continually decaying, which was not a typical state of necrosis, hence undetectable by current medical instruments.
The Three Spirits Acupuncture Method could activate cells, causing cell regeneration, and with the aid of Spiritual Energy, it was possible to rapidly regenerate the cells within Wang Anxiong's tongue.
He felt a warm sensation on his tongue, then a cool sensation, and finally, a tingling buzz that made Wang Anxiong cry out in satisfaction.
After several minutes.
As Shen Feng swiftly removed the three needles, he asked Fatty Qian, "Is there anything to eat here?"
Fatty Qian searched and could only find a box of cold medicine.
Just to test if the sense of taste had recovered, anything with a taste would do.
After receiving the cold medicine, Shen Feng took one out and put it into Wang Anxiong's palm, "Try and see if you can taste it."
Although his tongue had felt unusual just now, Wang Anxiong was skeptical that his sense of taste would return so quickly.
He nervously placed the cold medicine in his mouth.
The next second.
His eyebrows furrowed tightly as he spat out the cold medicine, "Bitter! So bitter!"