Seeing that Mr. Meng's condition was getting worse, and his body was gradually becoming unstable on its feet, Xu, the person in charge, finally showed a trace of panic on his face.
He knew all too well that if something unfortunate truly happened to Mr. Meng on his watch, the consequences he would face might be unbearable for the rest of his life.
Just thinking about this possibility made it impossible for Xu to remain calm any longer.
Immediately, he supported Mr. Meng with one hand while shouting to the doctors in the pharmacy, "Quick! Hurry over here! Take a look at Mr. Meng, what exactly is going on with him!"
In an instant, all the attending doctors in the pharmacy gathered around Mr. Meng.
But when they had a preliminary observation of Mr. Meng's current condition, each of them wore an expression of helplessness.
Some even began to shake their heads secretly, indicating they had no effective way to deal with Mr. Meng's sudden illness.
Seeing this scene, Xu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and a dense cold sweat covered his body in the blink of an eye.
Looking at Mr. Meng at that moment, his complexion had begun turning a shade of blue, and his entire state was nearly lapsing into a semi-comatose state.
He believed that without any effective emergency measures, Mr. Meng might not even last until the ambulance arrived.
"What should we do? What should we do? What exactly should we do now!"
At this point, Xu had almost completely lost his composure, his entire being was like an ant on a hot pan, with his face clearly displaying cluelessness and panic.
"Hmm, chest constraint, a grayness at the Yintang, pale lips with a hint of yang energy, it seems like a sudden cardiovascular disease."
Suddenly, a young and calm voice resounded beside Xu's ear.
Xu was astonished as he turned around, only to see Zhu Fei, who was calmly looking at Mr. Meng and then said again, "If you don't want him to die, you'd better lay him down immediately."
"Otherwise, his cardiovascular circulation will continue to bear the burden brought on by standing, and I believe in a few more minutes, even a Daluo Golden Immortal arriving wouldn't be able to save him."
Hearing Zhu Fei's words, everyone present, including Xu, showed a look of astonishment on their faces.
However, in such a moment, Xu's astonishment was only brief and quickly faded away.
He looked at Zhu Fei with some uncertainty and asked in a hesitant voice, "Young man, everything you just said... is it all true?"
Zhu Fei shrugged nonchalantly and casually said, "Whatever, believe it or not."
Indeed, Zhu Fei spoke up only because he had been treated well by Mr. Meng before and had learned that the names of the medicinal materials in this world differed from those in his previous life in the Five Mountains Continent.
If it weren't for this, Zhu Fei wouldn't have bothered to intervene in such matters.
Despite this, Zhu Fei wasn't going to lower his dignity to explain too much to Xu.
Seeing Zhu Fei's attitude, Xu was briefly taken aback, then he took a deep breath. His face didn't show any irritation; instead, he sincerely said, "If that's the case, may I ask this friend, do you have any way to save Mr. Meng?"
"If possible, please lend a hand. I, Xu Pengfei, would be immensely grateful."
Xu Pengfei's sincere words indeed made Zhu Fei have a better impression of him compared to his previous behavior.
In fact, Xu Pengfei was really out of options now.
He observed that Zhu Fei's words did not seem to be arbitrary nonsense, but had some valid reasoning.
Rather than waiting for the ambulance and leaving Mr. Meng's fate to chance, it was better to fully commit and take a gamble; perhaps there might be a chance for a turnaround.
At worst, the outcome could be no different.
Thus, after only a slight hesitation, Xu Pengfei told Zhu Fei these words.
At that moment, Zhu Fei didn't play coy anymore; after briefly thinking it over, he immediately nodded and agreed, "Alright, since that's the case, you should lay Mr. Meng down right now."
Pausing slightly, Zhu Fei then added, "Your pharmacy should have silver needles, right? Go and get some for me, I need them."
"Ah, yes, of course."
Xu Pengfei, seeing that Zhu Fei had genuinely agreed, was overjoyed.
After all, Zhu Fei was currently their only lifeline for him and Mr. Meng, and he could only place his hopes on Zhu Fei for the moment.
Immediately, Xu Pengfei followed Zhu Fei's instructions and laid Mr. Meng's body on a relatively spacious area of the floor.
He then ordered the staff at the pharmacy to bring the silver needles Zhu Fei needed.
In just a moment, the pharmacy staff had already brought several boxes of silver needles of various sizes to Zhu Fei.
Seeing these silver needles, Zhu Fei finally nodded in satisfaction.
Having different sizes of silver needles was naturally a good thing for Zhu Fei's upcoming treatment.
Thus, in the next moment, Zhu Fei took several silver needles about three inches long from those needle cases and instantly inserted them into Mr. Meng's Bai Hui, Shenting, Yintang, and Ren Zhong acupoints.
Accompanying this were Zhu Fei's flicks on the silver needles.
Within moments, those silver needles that had pierced into Mr. Meng's body started buzzing irregularly.
And Mr. Meng's complexion visibly improved following the insertion of Zhu Fei's silver needles.
Doctors present at the scene, who were responsible for diagnosing patients, all wore faces full of shock and disbelief upon seeing the situation.
Especially one of the doctors specialized in Traditional Chinese Medicine; he was almost quivering with excitement and kept muttering, "This is the Vibrating Needle, the Vibrating Needle! I can't believe I'm actually seeing the legendary Vibrating Needle!"
He knew well that as Traditional Chinese Medicine declined, many acupuncture techniques had been lost.
Currently, anyone capable of performing the Vibrating Needle technique was either a national-level master or an old eccentric who had researched acupuncture for many years.
Yet now, such a high-level acupuncture treatment had appeared in such a young person, who seemingly still looked like a student—how could he not be shocked, both excited and amazed?
Originally, allowing Zhu Fei, such a youngster, to provide emergency treatment to Mr. Meng,
Although the doctors present didn't say much verbally, they were all somewhat skeptical and even disdainful in their minds.
They all thought that Xu Pengfei was acting desperately out of a medical emergency, merely joking with the patient's life.
But now, it seemed they were wrong, not just wrong, but severely wrong.
Zhu Fei, at this time, ignored the various speculative gazes around him, and after initially stabilizing Mr. Meng's condition, immediately unbuttoned his shirt.
Then, several silver needles about six inches long were once again directly inserted by Zhu Fei into Mr. Meng's chest!
Seeing this scene, the people present gasped.
They watched as Zhu Fei inserted those silver needles, about eight centimeters long, into Mr. Meng's chest and instantly held their breath, their faces filled with tension.
It was really hard for them to imagine what gave Zhu Fei such courage—
They knew that what Zhu Fei was doing right now, if not handled properly, could harm the patient's organs or even directly cause death.
Xu Pengfei was sweating profusely; watching Zhu Fei, his heart was filled with hope, but more so with concern and anxiety.
No matter what, if anyone at the scene bore the greatest pressure, it was undoubtedly Xu Pengfei.
If Mr. Meng could be brought out of danger under Zhu Fei's treatment, that naturally would be great, but if the danger couldn't be alleviated, or even more severe consequences followed...
Xu Pengfei truly couldn't bear to think further; the only thing he could do at the moment was to trust Zhu Fei and believe in his own previous decision.
...
Eventually, after another ten minutes had passed, Zhu Fei finally completed the treatment.
As he pulled out the last silver needle from Mr. Meng's body, who had been semi-comatose with eyes tightly shut, Mr. Meng's eyelids suddenly twitched.
The next moment, Mr. Meng completely regained consciousness amid the various anxious, nervous, hopeful, or suspicious gazes.
The first thing Mr. Meng saw upon regaining consciousness was Zhu Fei standing before him.
Judging from his own condition and the admiring, and even incredulous looks people were giving Zhu Fei beside him, he immediately knew all that had transpired.
He slowly sat up, smiling at Zhu Fei.
"Young man, if I'm not mistaken, you must have saved me just now? I, this old man, would like to thank you first."
Hearing Mr. Meng's words, Zhu Fei, who was tidying up the silver needles, turned to look at Mr. Meng and smiled, "Mr. Meng is too polite; it was just a small effort."
Zhu Fei's words weren't an exaggeration; as the former top Pill God of the Five Mountains Continent, he naturally had remarkable abilities in the Alchemy Dao and Medical Skill.
Although his cultivation had completely disappeared, in treating Mr. Meng, he really hadn't spent much effort and merely used some of his unique acupuncture techniques.
However, all of this, Mr. Meng, and everyone present did not know.
Especially Mr. Meng, when he heard Zhu Fei's words, even shook his head and said, "I know my own body's condition best."
"No matter what, I, this old man, owe you a huge favor today."
Saying that, Mr. Meng then took a business card from his person and handed it to Zhu Fei with a smile, "Young man, this is my personal phone number. If you have any issues in Tiannan Province, feel free to call me directly."