Ning Xin parked his car on the side of the road and walked towards the team that was training with wooden stakes.
The squad leader had dark skin and a gleaming face.
Two bars and two stars were prominently displayed on his shoulders.
Ye Xingchen was somewhat surprised. Judging from his military rank, he was at least a lieutenant colonel, but he looked to be at most thirty years old.
"Uncle," Ning Xin called out to the captain.
"Free training." The man turned around, his brow slightly furrowed. "What brings you here?"
"I told you last time I'd introduce you to a master, the one who cured my grandfather's illness, and he brought him over today."
Ning Xin smiled and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Ye Xingchen, Brother Ye. This is my uncle, Li Chengyun, the captain of the Canglang team."
Li Chengyun saluted Ye Xingchen before shaking hands with him, saying, "Hello, thank you for your help with Elder Ning's matter."
"It's what I should do, Ning Xin. What exactly is it?" Ye Xingchen asked.
“Uncle, don’t you have a few wounded men under your command who were injured during a mission and are now facing retirement? Brother Ye is an excellent doctor, let him take a look,” Ning Xin said.
Li Chengyun nodded and led Ye Xingchen to a tin-roofed house.
There were two team members in the tin shack, one of whom was lying on a bed, clearly injured and paralyzed.
One of them had his arm twisted behind his back, which looked somewhat deformed.
The two men became excited when they saw Li Chengyun approaching: "Captain!"
"Are they still on a hunger strike?" Li Chengyun asked.
"Yes, he doesn't even drink a drop of water." The medic was a little embarrassed.
"Captain, you can let us starve to death, I'm not retiring anyway."
"Exactly, I'm an orphan anyway, this is my home. If you make me retire, where am I supposed to go?"
The two men's eyes were slightly red, and they were almost in tears.
"Shut up! The men of Canglang can die of old age or illness, they can die on the battlefield, but they can't die any other way." Li Chengyun roared, "Starve to death? I can't bear that shame."
The two men lowered their heads and remained silent, but their eyes revealed that they would rather die than leave this place.
“I’ve found you a doctor, let him take a look at you.” Li Chengyun glared at the two of them, then looked at Ye Xingchen.
"Mr. Ye, the two were injured during the mission. This is Chen Yun, who is paralyzed due to a spinal cord injury. This is Hei Zi, whose arm was broken and can only be carried on his back."
"The Dislocating Tendons and Bones Technique breaks his tendons and bones, twists his meridians; the opponent is a master." Ye Xingchen looked at Hei Zi.
“Yes, even going to the best orthopedic hospital in Yanjing and finding the best orthopedic doctor can't help,” Li Chengyun sighed.
"This isn't just a bone problem." Ye Xingchen grabbed his arm. "Aren't you afraid of the pain?"
"Pain? Bullets feel like needles when they hit me." Kuroko straightened his back.
"Watch out." Ye Xingchen grinned, grabbed Hei Zi's arm with both hands, twisted and pulled, and shouted, his hidden strength penetrating.
Snap... Straightening the broken bone and reshaping the meridians.
Hei Zi groaned, clenching his teeth as large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
The excruciating pain made his vision blur and he almost fainted, but he stubbornly endured it without uttering a sound.
"Not bad, he's a real man." Ye Xingchen was also somewhat impressed. The pain of reshaping the meridians was something not everyone could endure.
"I... I can move now?" Kuroko tentatively moved his arms and was pleasantly surprised to find that he could move them freely.
After being injured, his arm was twisted behind his back, and even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain, but now he is completely healed.
"Don't lift heavy objects or do high-intensity training for half a month. Your arm has injured the meridians, so you need to rest well," Ye Xingchen said.
"Yes, Captain, I don't need to retire." Kuroko was overjoyed.
"What about Chen Yun?" Li Chengyun looked at Ye Xingchen intently for a few moments. Ye Xingchen had taken care of an injured person in one move, which surprised him slightly.
"The fall from the height injured his spine, causing motor neuron necrosis and paralysis." Ye Xingchen walked to Chen Yun's side and took out the gold needles.
A glimmer of expectation appeared in Li Chengyun's eyes. Chen Yun's injuries were more serious, and experts predicted that he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
Every member of the Canglang team is a treasure, and what is more painful for them than death is being forced to retire due to injury. If Ye Xingchen can heal them, then he will undoubtedly be the benefactor of Canglang.
"What are you doing?" Just then, a woman in a white coat walked in.
She is an expert at the Yanjing Field Military Hospital. Ling Yan holds a Master's degree in Neuromedicine and is one of the leading neuromedicine experts in China.
"Dr. Ling, this is Mr. Ye. I sent him to treat my teammate," Li Chengyun said.
"Treat him? Do you know your teammate barely escaped death? He suffered a spinal cord injury that affected his brain. It's already a miracle he survived. You want him to be fully recovered?"
Ling Yan said coldly, "Besides, do you really think this kind of illness is like a cold or fever, which any random quack doctor can cure?"
"I'm a quack doctor?" Ye Xingchen was somewhat displeased: "You mean this person is beyond cure?"
"Otherwise what? His spine was severely damaged. It took me six hours on the operating table to save him. You think you can fix it with a few needles?"
Ling Yan said seriously, "Li Chengyun, I understand your desire to save your team members, but don't act recklessly."
“I don’t know Dr. Hu Lailing, otherwise Hei Zi’s arm wouldn’t recover.” Li Chengyun pointed at Hei Zi.
"Dr. Ling, I'm really all better." Hei Zi moved his hands freely.
Ling Yan was slightly taken aback. She had seen Hei Zi's arm but didn't know where to start. How come it was fine now?
Could it be that this unassuming fellow in front of us really has something special about him?
But she still said, "The arm may have healed on its own, but Chen Yun's injury is not something that can be easily healed, from the perspective of modern medicine."
"Excuse me, I don't understand what you mean by modern medicine. I only know that your Western medicine treats the symptoms, not the cause." Ye Xingchen said calmly, "I'm confident in treating the patient's condition. It's just a matter of a few acupuncture needles. You can't even wait five minutes?"
“It’s not that I can’t wait five minutes, but I have to be responsible for the injured person. What if something goes wrong if you keep stabbing them haphazardly?” Ling Yan said in an unfriendly tone.
“Dr. Ling, thank you for saving my life, but I still want Mr. Ye to give it a try,” Chen Yun said.
"You're not taking care of your own body, this is utter nonsense!" Ling Yan said angrily. "What's the point of me spending six hours saving you?"
"If I am paralyzed and unable to go to the battlefield, I would rather die. The captain said that a soldier can die on the battlefield, die of illness, or die of old age, but he cannot die in the barracks."
Chen Yun struggled to lift his head and said in a deep voice, "Because this is a disgrace for a soldier, Mr. Ye, please begin."
"Okay, it'll be done soon." Ye Xingchen nodded and inserted the needle.
"You... fine, fine, you have guts and guts, don't regret it later." Ling Yan said somewhat exasperatedly.
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