The sudden questioning, like the brightest star in the night sky, instantly pierced through the fog of thought, giving everyone a jolt.
Just as Jin Lingyun was about to fall into madness again, the unnoticed truth was revealed to the world like the light of dawn, instantly drawing everyone's attention and thoughts, with everyone focusing on Liu Erhe.
However, at this moment when everyone was watching, Liu Caidie's gaze took a different turn. She slightly furrowed her brows, as if she had caught the source of the voice, and blurted out involuntarily, "Wu Tian? Is that you speaking?"
Before the words were even finished, a hearty voice pierced through the barriers of time and space, loudly replying: "That's right! It's me!"
As the words fell, a tall and imposing man slowly emerged from the pile of rocks. Who else could it be but Wu Tian?
His steps were steady, his aura imposing, like a victorious king who had fought many battles and returned in triumph, exuding an aura of majesty that no one could question.
Liu Caidie's beautiful eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief. She asked in a trembling voice, "You...you weren't already dead?"
Just now, Wu Tian was sent flying like a kite with a broken string under Jin Shiyi's heavy palm, crashing heavily into that solid artificial mountain. That scene is still vivid in my mind.
But at this moment, Wu Tian seemed to have been reborn from the ashes, standing unharmed before everyone without a single scratch on his body. His composure and confidence were astonishing.
A slight smile played on his lips, revealing a calm yet confident expression. "The one who can kill me has not yet been born!"
This casual remark not only reflects absolute confidence in one's own strength, but also shows contempt and disdain for Jin Shiyi's sneak attack.
Upon hearing this, Jin Shiyi's old face flashed with embarrassment and anger. He clenched his teeth, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
That seemingly fatal blow was actually just Wu Tian's superb acting skills. He was so convincing that he almost fooled himself.
What angered Jin Shiyi even more was the disdain and contempt in Wu Tian's words, which pierced his pride like a sharp blade.
As the eldest son of the Jin family, he had roamed the martial world for decades, and had never suffered such humiliation. This was undoubtedly a blatant provocation against his authority and dignity.
Just as Jin Shiyi's anger was surging and he could hardly contain his indignation, Wu Tian's words rang out leisurely, like a spring breeze and gentle rain, yet each word was sharp: "Senior Jin, you are indeed a hero, and your actions are upright and honorable. I admire you!"
His tone was calm, yet it was like an invisible needle that easily pierced the oppressive atmosphere around him, making the air tremble.
He slowly looked around, and wherever his gaze fell, everyone looked astonished, and many even felt a sense of awe.
This is not only because he miraculously survived, but also because of his magnanimity and wisdom that transcend worldly concerns.
Upon hearing this, Jin Shiyi's cheeks, which were already flushed with shame and indignation, became even more unsightly.
These words of praise, though pleasing to the ear, are like honey wrapped in a sword, sweet yet thorny, and everyone can see the sarcasm within them.
His brows furrowed, like the folds of mountains, and he said in a hard voice, "Hmph, I spared your life today purely by luck. Next time, it's hard to say."
Faced with Jin Shiyi's sarcasm, Wu Tian smiled calmly and said, "If Senior Jin has such a plan, he can come to me at any time."
That composure, as if he were detached from the situation, further highlighted his extraordinary demeanor.
Jin Shiyi was burning with rage, wishing he could kill this ignorant brat immediately, but reason told him that the time was not yet right.
He suppressed his anger, his gaze softening as he looked at Jin Lingyun, who was leaping and playing on the veranda. "The grudges between us will be settled in due time, but right now, Lingyun's well-being is the most important thing. You just mentioned a cure, now..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Tian interrupted him with a nonchalant air: "Senior Jin has already made a wise choice. Besides, Doctor Liu is a senior in the medical field. If I, Wu Tian, were to show off my limited skills before an expert, wouldn't that be an insult to both of you?"
The implication is self-evident.
Upon hearing this, Jin Shiyi was speechless for a moment. He had originally thought that Liu He'er's medical skills were superb and that he was confident he could save Lingyun, but he never expected things to turn out this way.
He was filled with mixed feelings, but he finally humbled himself and pleaded, "What happened just now was an accident. Besides, you said that Lingyun is your senior sister, and you are willing to give everything to save her."
Wu Tian's lips curled slightly, a barely perceptible smile flitting across his face. He then turned his gaze to Liu Erhe, his tone gentle yet sharp: "Does Doctor Liu still possess the art of saving lives?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Erhe's face darkened. He took a deep breath and said, "I... need some more time to carefully study this illness."
These words silenced the entire room, a silence that conveyed a sense of helplessness and acceptance of the outcome.
This scene speaks for itself, needing no further explanation.
Liu Erhe's silence was an acknowledgment of the limitations of his medical skills and a somber response to all expectations.
Wu Tian's eyes swept over Liu Erhe and finally landed on Liu Caidie's slightly nervous face.
He shook his head slightly, feigning helplessness with a soft sigh: "Since Doctor Liu still needs time to study this, then allow me to take the liberty of trying now, but..."
His words were deliberately drawn out at this moment, his tone instantly turning into a chilling wind that struck straight to the heart, "If I cure my senior sister, then I will have won the bet with Dr. Liu. I wonder if Dr. Liu will be able to keep the bet?"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and all eyes focused on Liu Caidie. A seemingly impossible challenge quietly planted suspense in everyone's hearts.
At one time, everyone thought that the bet was just empty talk, and that Liu Caidie's victory was almost a foregone conclusion.
Now, the situation has changed dramatically, and Wu Tian's resolute actions have made people realize that the scales of fate may have quietly tipped.
For Liu Caidie, this is not only a contest of skills, but also a test of family honor and inheritance.
Is the bloodline of a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners really going to be tarnished because of her failure?
Unable to practice medicine and save lives, unable to bring glory to her family, this heavy burden of fate almost suffocated her.
Liu Caidie took a deep breath, turning her resentment into a cold snort: "Hmph! Even my grandfather couldn't cure this incurable disease, so what ability do you have to turn things around? Wait until you truly succeed before talking about anything else!"
After speaking, she turned her gaze to the raging Jin Lingyun, who was now like a wild beast in the mountains, impossible to tame.
She crossed her arms, her words revealing deep skepticism about Wu Tian's abilities: "Looking at her current state, how can you possibly administer acupuncture? Let alone the fact that the Thirteen Ghost Needles technique is long lost, even if you truly mastered it, what could you possibly do?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Tian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile, as if everything was under control: "Dr. Liu's worries are unnecessary."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his wrist slightly, and a faint but clear sound of air being cut pierced through the air. Then, an unbelievable scene occurred—the golden spirit above the corridor ceiling miraculously began to slowly fall.
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