80: Stare at Me Again, and I'll Break Your Legs

The blond-haired youth's heart skipped a beat, and a chill snaked up his spine. The glare Shen Yifei had just given him had instilled an intense dread.

Damn it, it must have been an illusion! The blond youth trembled all over, instantly incensed. That brat actually dared to insult him!

"What are you trying to do...?" Cheng Zhi eyed Shen Yifei, his brow furrowed.

Shen Yifei paid Cheng Zhi no mind. Without a word, he extended two fingers of his right hand, coaxing forth a faint wisp of Mystic Energy (a unique spiritual force used by cultivators), and swiftly, firmly pressed several vital points (specific energy nodes on the body, akin to acupuncture points) on the patient's chest, back, and legs.

Afterward, he performed a few brief therapeutic massage maneuvers.

In mere moments, within a few breaths, the patient's struggles slowly subsided, the spastic symptoms gradually vanished, and their consciousness began to return.

A profound silence fell over the entire subway car, every eye fixed on Shen Yifei in sheer astonishment.

Heavens, what kind of miraculous technique was that?

Shen Yifei had merely pressed a few points on the patient's body, and the person had recovered from an epileptic seizure.

Liu Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded. Did Shen Yifei actually know how to heal?

Su Muqing was also slightly stunned. She knew Shen Yifei had some medical skill from their dinner with Zhang Wenzhi before, but she never imagined his methods were this astonishing!

Just who was this man?

Even the young woman, Ye Xingkong, standing nearby, seemed a little lost in thought. The mysterious aura around this young man was growing increasingly potent.

Cheng Zhi, for his part, gasped sharply, his eyes widening like saucers. He had been a doctor for over twenty years and had never witnessed such a method for treating epilepsy!

One had to understand, epileptic seizures of this kind were typically uncontrollable without medication. Yet, Shen Yifei had simply pressed a few vital points and performed some therapeutic massage, and the patient recovered!

Bloody hell, this was simply divine!

Others might not have paid close attention, but Cheng Zhi's discerning eye was sharp. Shen Yifei's precise point-pressing techniques were traceable and incredibly accurate, certainly not a mere charade.

The patient slowly straightened up, let out a long breath, and looked at Shen Yifei with gratitude. "Sir, thank you so much for saving my life. I feel much better."

"Wow!"

The surroundings erupted in another clamor. Just moments ago, the patient was foaming at the mouth, and now they seemed perfectly fine?

Holy crap, a Miraculous Physician (a healer of extraordinary skill)! Sweat beaded on Cheng Zhi's forehead. He had finally witnessed what it meant to have true masters hidden among the common folk!

Everyone looked at Shen Yifei with awe. Earlier, Shen Yifei had warned them about the fake bracelet, preventing people from being scammed. Now he had saved a life, further filling them with respect for him.

Cheng Zhi felt that Shen Yifei must be a kind-hearted person, and a wave of satisfaction washed over him. In this day and age, good people like Shen Yifei were rare.

"Young man, may I ask, how can one treat such acute conditions without the aid of medicine?" Cheng Zhi hastily inquired.

Shen Yifei glanced at Cheng Zhi, seeing his intensely excited expression, which gave the impression he wouldn't leave until he got an answer.

Perhaps sensing the doctor's straightforward nature, Shen Yifei casually replied, "It depends on the situation. If it's an epileptic seizure like just now, you can perform therapeutic massage on the patient to slow down the attack. Massage points like Dazhui, Tianmen, Tianshu... and so on..."

Cheng Zhi nodded like a frenzied bird pecking seeds, silently committing Shen Yifei's words firmly to memory. When Shen Yifei finished, Cheng Zhi looked at him with admiration. "Are you a practitioner of traditional Eastern medicine?"

"Something like that," Shen Yifei scratched his head.

Cheng Zhi then asked several more questions about treating acute conditions, and Shen Yifei answered them casually.

The brief exchange gave Cheng Zhi a feeling of sudden enlightenment. He immediately felt that the young man before him was absolutely extraordinary. Such miraculous healing methods were unheard of in the medical community.

However, Cheng Zhi also felt that directly prying into someone's background was disrespectful, so he didn't dare ask too much. He pulled out a business card and said, "Mr. Shen, your words have truly opened my eyes! This is my business card, please take it. If you ever have time, I hope you can visit me sometime, and we can discuss medical arts further!"

Shen Yifei took the business card, casually offering a few perfunctory words, feeling a bit impatient.

After a lengthy conversation, Cheng Zhi finally got off the subway.

The blond-haired youth scoffed, "So much useless talk. No wonder he's a waste! Can't even save someone properly, and he calls himself a doctor?"

With that, the blond-haired youth cast a mocking glance at Shen Yifei. "What are you so proud of? You just got lucky."

Shen Yifei couldn't be bothered to speak. Such an idiot truly needed a lesson.

"Young man, could I see that business card?" The old man from before walked over, his face filled with reverence as he spoke to Shen Yifei.

Shen Yifei handed over the business card. The old man took it, and his face instantly lit up with excitement.

"It really is him, the Miraculous Physician Cheng Zhi!" The old man exclaimed excitedly.

"That guy? He can't even cure people, and you call him a Miraculous Physician?" The blond-haired youth scoffed disparagingly.

The old man had had enough of this blond punk. He glared at him in displeasure. "Youngster, when you speak, you must not go too far! Mr. Cheng Zhi is the universally recognized Miraculous Physician of Donghua City, the top doctor in the Internal Medicine Department of First People's Hospital. Miraculous Physician Cheng Zhi is well-known in wealthy circles; many people know of him."

"Old man, what nonsense are you spouting? Why haven't I heard of anyone like that?" The blond-haired youth sneered.

"Miraculous Physician Cheng Zhi, I've heard of him!" Liu Xiaoxiao stepped forward and spoke up.

Her father had suffered a heart attack before, and it was Miraculous Physician Cheng Zhi who had treated him, and he recovered very quickly.

"Doctor Cheng Zhi from People's Hospital, I've heard of him too! So that was him just now!" A passenger exclaimed excitedly.

"He's the Miraculous Physician Cheng Zhi?"

The car became noisy again; it seemed many people knew of Cheng Zhi. They were almost universally full of praise, with not a single negative word.

The blond-haired youth, subjected to everyone's condemnation, felt greatly humiliated. He shifted his anger onto Shen Yifei, his face twisted with malice.

"What are you looking at? Stare at me again, and I'll break your damn legs!" Shen Yifei snapped impatiently. He had grown thoroughly exasperated with this blond punk.