From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor-Chapter 416 - 389: Keep Hitting

Piercing the skin is easy, but doing so with a uniform progressive speed within three minutes requires decades of skill.

After stimulating the patient’s first needle sensation, Xu Chunliang continued to advance the filiform needle, penetrating the ligament and exploring the ulnar nerve palmar branch to stimulate the second needle sensation, maintaining the needle for another three minutes.

Although others could not discern the subtlety of Xu Chunliang’s needling, they could see Wang Zeqiang’s response. The previously restless Wang Zeqiang was gradually calming down, and the second needle sensation spread throughout the entire palm region of the patient.

Three minutes later, Xu Chunliang continued to deepen the filiform needle, inserting it about one centimeter, where the needle tip sensed a texture like hard rubber, reaching the ulnar collateral ligament, triggering the third needle sensation.

The third needle sensation was localized pain and soreness, extending upward to the patient’s elbow and downward to the fingers. The needling continued for two minutes, and the filiform needle was retained, then applied to the opposite arm in the same manner.

Watching his son’s emotions gradually stabilize, Wang Sixuan felt slightly relieved. His gaze fell on his son’s exposed lower half, and he wondered to himself, is he going to needle his son’s vital area later? Remembering Xu Chunliang’s repeated disclaimers about infertility, he shivered at the thought—could this guy be planning to take this opportunity to do something harmful?

After Xu Chunliang needled the Shenmen point, he held the Jianjing point on the patient’s shoulders.

The Jianjing point, with "jian" referring to the shoulder and "jing" to an underground cavity, is a point where the water fluid from the gallbladder channel flows into the depths. It is a convergence point of the Foot-Shaoyang and Yang-linking channels.

The Jianjing point is also one of the most targeted acupoints in combat, and a heavy blow to this point can render an opponent incapable of resistance for a short time or even unconscious.

Xu Chunliang then asked Wang Sixuan to help remove all the patient’s clothes. This time, he did not continue needling but chose to massage the Shenque point instead.

The Shenque point, also known as Qizhong or Qishe, belongs to the Ren Channel’s important acupoints. It is located at the navel center. Beneath the acupoint are the skin, connective tissues, and peritoneum. The superficial layer mainly consists of the anterior cutaneous branches of the tenth thoracic nerve and the umbilical venous network in the abdominal wall. The deep layer includes branches of the eleventh thoracic nerve.

"Mysterious" describes the hard-to-predict, and "Que" signifies an important location. The acupoint is at the navel, connected to the umbilical cord during fetal development to supply nutrients to the fetus, thus called Shenque. The fetus relies on this portal to transport nutrients and nourish the body, allowing gradual development and change, hence the name Shenque.

The Shenque point is regarded as the gateway of the primordial spirit, having the functions of reviving Yang and rescuing from collapse, opening the aperture, and reviving from stupor. Located at the mid-abdomen, the hub of the lower Jiao, and close to the stomach and intestines, it also enhances spleen and stomach health, regulates intestines, and stops diarrhea. Besides treating apoplexy and collapse, it can also address diarrhea, colic, and prolapse. Generally, it’s not needled but treated with moxibustion using ginger slices or applied with heated salt.

Zhang Boxu observed Xu Chunliang’s acupoint manipulation, noticing it was not merely a simple massage on the Shenque point. Indeed, Xu Chunliang next selected the Xiawan point, moving upwards along the Ren Channel, through Jianli, Zhongwan, Shangwan, Jueque, Jiwei, Tanzhong, Yutang, Zigong, Huagai, Xuanji, Tiantu, Lianquan, and Chengjiang acupoints.

Xu Chunliang traveled along the Ren Channel, his acupoint manipulations flowing seamlessly like clouds and water.

Wang Zeqiang felt a warm current ascending straight from his navel all the way to his lower jaw. The front of his body seemed divided into left and right halves, though he understood this mentally, he couldn’t express it verbally. As this warmth flowed through the Ren Channel, it felt as if someone repeatedly sliced his chest and abdomen with a red-hot branding iron, a sensation both painful and torturous.

By now, Wang Zeqiang’s consciousness had gradually cleared, recognizing the person treating him as Xu Chunliang, and he was immediately terrified, not understanding why he was again under his control, wanting to struggle and escape, but his body no longer obeyed him. He found it hard to even move a finger, let alone flee.

Xu Chunliang smiled at Wang Zeqiang and said, "He should be somewhat rational now."

Wang Sixuan said, "But he still can’t speak." During Xu Chunliang’s treatment, he exchanged questioning glances with Zhang Boxu, who indicated he should just wait and watch.

Xu Chunliang said, "Nothing should be rushed, help me turn him over."

Together, they turned Wang Zeqiang over. Now, lying naked on the bed, he seemed slightly more presentable than before.

Xu Chunliang then told Wang Sixuan, "Spank him!"

"What?" Wang Sixuan thought he had misheard.

Xu Chunliang repeated, "Spank him!"

Wang Sixuan raised his hand.

Xu Chunliang said, "Take off your shoe and smack him with the sole! Smack hard!"

Wang Sixuan looked at Xu Chunliang in anger, having just been instructed to slap his son’s face, and now instructed to spank his son’s bottom with a shoe—clearly, this guy was making a fool of him.

Xu Chunliang said, "It’s hard to explain, I could do it myself, but I worry you’d think I’m taking revenge. Simply put, slapping the face and spanking the bottom help assist his body’s Qi and blood flow. Teacher Zhang, you’re experienced, surely you understand."

Called out by name, Zhang Boxu, who had seen various treatment methods over his long medical career, knew that saying slapping the face and spanking the bottom can aid Qi and blood flow wasn’t entirely baseless. However, it was evident to an observant person that Xu Chunliang was exploiting the situation for revenge. Zhang Boxu smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Xu’s treatment method is unconventional and eye-opening." This ambiguous statement meant he didn’t understand and whatever Xu wanted to do was up to him, just don’t involve him.

Chunliang glanced at Qiao Rulong, and Qiao Rulong said, "You really have to spank him? It’s the first time I’ve heard of treating an illness like this."

Chunliang said, "Why don’t you do it instead!"

Qiao Rulong shook his head, realizing he shouldn’t have intervened. It was much better to be a silent bystander, so he quietly found a slipper and handed it to his uncle. Usually, he couldn’t witness such a scene of his uncle disciplining his son.

Wang Sixuan’s hand trembled as he raised the slipper. His son’s face had just been slapped and was swollen, and now it was his butt’s turn. Xu Chunliang, Xu Chunliang, it’s best to let things go when possible; young people being arrogant won’t end well. Our Wang family is not someone you can provoke!

In his heart, Wang Sixuan was harsh, but in his mind, the imposing face of Elder Qiao loomed. Revenge? With Elder Qiao around, he likely wouldn’t dare to touch Xu Chunliang. He glanced at his nephew, who had just handed him the slipper; this guy was eager to see his cousin get spanked.

Now that things had reached this point, Wang Sixuan was completely passive. To cure this disappointing son, he could only go along with Xu Chunliang’s arrangement and raise the slipper to smack his son’s butt.

Slap! The sound was so clear that even Wang Siqi, waiting outside, could hear it. Wang Siqi was startled; he had just seen his brother slap his nephew, and now he was spanking him? The noise was louder than before.

Wang Sixuan struck three times with the slipper, and at last, Wang Zeqiang reacted, crying out miserably. Pampered and spoiled since childhood, he had never been beaten before. Tonight, his father made up for it all at once.

The pain inflicted on his son was felt in the father’s heart. Wang Sixuan heard his son’s cries and was so heartbroken he almost shed tears.

Chunliang was on the side, flexing his fingers. It seemed like a casual flick of the fingers, but in reality, he used a technique to hit Wang Zeqiang’s Zhishi acupoint through the air.

The Zhishi acupoint is one of the commonly used acupoints on the Foot-Taiyang Bladder Meridian, located below the 2nd lumbar vertebra, 3 cun lateral, where the latissimus dorsi and Iliocostalis muscles are situated; it has the dorsal branches of the 2nd and 3rd lumbar arteries and veins; it is innervated by the lateral branches of the 2nd and 3rd lumbar nerves.

Acupuncture on this point can tonify the kidney, strengthen the waist, and benefit the essence to fill the marrow.

But everything has two sides; using internal force to hit the Zhishi acupoint can impact the lumbar arteries, veins, and nerves, shake the kidneys, harm the Inner Qi, and the pain level can even exceed the renal colic caused by stones.

The spanking from the slipper on Wang Zeqiang’s butt added to this pain, making Wang Zeqiang’s situation even worse, causing him to howl in agony.

Chunliang said, "Was it you who drugged those two girls’ drinks last night?"

Everyone was taken aback, not knowing why Chunliang was asking about this. It seemed unrelated to treating the illness!

Wang Zeqiang wailed, "It wasn’t...it wasn’t me..."

Chunliang said to Wang Sixuan, who had already stopped, "Keep hitting!"

Wang Sixuan struck again with the slipper. Because Chunliang had hit Wang Zeqiang’s Zhishi acupoint earlier, the pain had now increased several times, making it unbearable.

Chunliang said coldly, "Still not telling the truth!"

Wang Sixuan stopped, glared angrily at Chunliang, and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

At this moment, Wang Zeqiang couldn’t endure the pain any longer and wailed, "It was Guo Chengyi... He added it to their drinks... the Immortal... Immortal Water... I... I was wrong... I won’t dare again..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Sixuan was both heartbroken and furious. Raising the slipper, he viciously struck his son’s butt again, truly enraged this time. The Wang family had such a reputation, yet such a scoundrel emerged. No wonder Xu Chunliang fought at the bar entrance; he couldn’t imagine that his always well-behaved son would dare to do such an outrageous thing.

Qiao Rulong, who understood the whole situation, couldn’t help but gloat, but he also somewhat admired Chunliang. This kid had a knack for things, managing to get Wang Zeqiang to confess voluntarily. Now the Wang family had completely lost face, and in front of the Qiao family, the uncle’s family would never be able to hold their head high again.

In a fit of rage, Wang Sixuan struck more than ten times with the slipper. Wang Zeqiang initially continued to howl, but the intense pain caused him to faint. Wang Sixuan didn’t even realize his son had gone silent and wanted to continue hitting him when Qiao Rulong stepped forward to restrain him, "Uncle, stop! If you continue, it could lead to death!"

Only then did Wang Sixuan realize his son had fainted, and his heart instantly went cold. If he had beaten his son to death, he couldn’t continue living either; this was his lifeblood.

Zhang Boxu also came over to stop him.

Chunliang feigned sincerity and said, "Mr. Wang, you can’t hit like that!"

Wang Sixuan glared angrily at Chunliang; he even had the urge to kill him. This guy was too cunning; it was him who made him hit his son, and now he was pretending to be the good guy.