Chapter 103: Chapter 103 Really the Divine Doctor!_1

The man looked deeply into Yin Tian’s eyes.

If this had been a normal situation, he would have thought Yin Tian to be somewhat arrogant and haughty.

However, given that Yin Tian had diagnosed his physical condition with just a glance, he did believe that Yin Tian was not boasting but truly capable!

No longer scrutinizing Yin Tian, the man stepped back and bowed deeply to Yin Tian, "Please, young friend, save me."

Seeing the man bow to Yin Tian, Manager Yang hurriedly followed suit.

Yin Tian stood up and helped the man to his feet, "There’s no need for formalities, I won’t charge you a consultation fee, I only ask for one promise from you."

"Oh?"

The man looked at Yin Tian in surprise, "What promise?"

"You must be a person of power and influence. I have a slight condition that may cause me to drop dead at any moment, and I hope that after I am gone, you will protect the Su Family and Xia Family of Su Hang on my behalf."

The man gave Yin Tian a deep look.

The first half of Yin Tian’s sentence made the man think that Yin Tian was going to ask him for something.

However, Yin Tian was hoping he would look after the Su and Xia families!

The man turned his head and looked towards Manager Yang.

Manager Yang immediately started explaining, "The Su Family is a small family in Su Hang, while the Xia Family is the leader of the four major families there."

The man nodded, "I can do that."

Seeing this, Yin Tian cracked a smile and didn’t say much more.

For a man of such stature, his simple word was more reliable than any promise!

"Thank you, boss."

Yin Tian spoke with a smile.

"You’re not one of my employees, why call me boss?"

The man waved his hand, "I’m a few years older than you, if it’s not too much trouble, you can call me Qiao."

"Alright, Qiao."

Yin Tian spoke with a smile and immediately changed his address, "I just examined your body, and it seems you’ve been shot, right?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao’s expression changed drastically, "Little brother Yin, you can see that too?"

"A mere trifle."

Yin Tian smiled lightly and continued, "A shotgun blast. The pellets penetrated your body and, although they didn’t take your life, they became deeply embedded in your lungs."

"Given the circumstances at that time, it was impossible to remove the pellets. To do so would have cost you your life, so you had no choice but to let them be buried in your body."

"Truly, little brother Yin is a Divine Doctor!"

Qiao looked at Yin Tian in admiration.

Even though Yin Tian was only verbally recounting, it was as if he had been present at the scene!

Then, Qiao let out a soft sigh, "That was over thirty years ago. I was shot but by sheer luck, survived."

"Originally, you had no special feeling and as the wound healed, you seemed like a normal person. But as the pellets rusted, your body grew weaker and now, you’ve reached the end of your strength, haven’t you?"

"That’s right."

Qiao admitted without hesitation, "I’ve consulted many, but no one can treat this condition."

"That’s why I said, only I can."

Yin Tian spoke proudly.

"Please, little brother Yin, save me!"

Qiao bowed to Yin Tian again.

"However, the treatment process may look frightening, so prepare yourself mentally."

"How frightening could it be? Just do what you must, young friend!"

To Yin Tian’s surprise, Qiao was very forthright. He immediately instructed, "Take off your shirt and lie down on the sofa."

Qiao did as Yin Tian asked, removed his shirt, and laid down on the sofa.

On Qiao’s chest, there were dozens of densely packed wounds.

The wounds were not large, all grouped together near Qiao’s chest. Had they been slightly misplaced, they might have pierced through Qiao’s heart.

"Get a knife ready."

Yin Tian ordered Manager Yang.

Upon hearing this, Manager Yang hurried off and quickly returned with a package of surgical instruments by Yin Tian’s side.

"You have these too?"

Yin Tian glanced at Manager Yang in surprise, then took the instruments. However, he didn’t start the incision immediately but instead took out a packet of silver needles from his pocket and began to pierce them into Qiao’s chest.

Soon, Yin Tian had placed a ring of needles around Qiao’s chest.

Then, with an expressionless face, Yin Tian jabbed a needle into Qiao’s chest.

Hiss!

The scalpel penetrated the flesh, going in deep!

"Ouch! That..."

Manager Yang was startled and let out an exclamation.

But then, he was astonished to find that, although Qiao was stabbed by Yin Tian’s scalpel, there was very little blood.

"I’ve sealed the blood flow around Qiao’s chest, and even the beating of his heart has slowed down a lot,"

Yin Tian explained calmly.

After that, he deftly picked out a bean-sized, blood-soaked, darkened pellet with his knife and placed it on a tray!

Manager Yang was completely dumbfounded.

Yin Tian, however, remained expressionless as he continued to plunge the knife into Qiao’s chest, picking out one rusted pellet after another.

For a while, the sound of pellets clinking against the tray resonated without end!