"Mr. Lin is knowledgeable in acupuncture?"

Lin Tianhai’s eyes fixated on Ye Luo, speaking indifferently.

"Uncle can just call me Xiao Ye. I do indeed have some understanding of acupuncture — I was invited by Xiaoyan today to take a look at Uncle’s legs to see whether they can be healed through the use of acupuncture," Ye Luo said while looking at Lin Tianhai.

"I never expected the Divine Doctor who Xiaoyan mentioned, the one who saved a cancer patient, to be so young. It seems that a young hero has emerged indeed," Lin Tianhai remarked with a light tone.

"Thank you for the praise, Uncle," Ye Luo replied with a calm and collected smile.

"Big Brother Ye, don’t say any more, just quickly check on my father’s legs. Is there still hope to heal them?" Lin Xiaoyan, thinking of the serious matter at hand, urged Ye Luo eagerly.

"Uncle’s legs are incurable by other doctors, but for me, there is a great hope," Ye Luo said with the corners of his mouth curving up slightly, a great certainty in his words.

"Really?"

Lin Xiaoyan’s expression lit up, looking excitedly at Ye Luo.

And Du Huixian’s expression also showed a trace of surprise, as for Lin Tianhai, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, his gaze falling on Ye Luo as he said, "Xiao Ye, you haven’t taken my pulse yet, how do you know my legs can be treated?"

"Uncle, I don’t need to take your pulse; I already know the cause of the paralysis in your legs," Ye Luo said with a smile.

The expressions in Lin Tianhai and Du Huixian’s eyes both flashed a peculiar look.

""Big Brother Ye, can my dad really have the chance to stand up again?"

Lin Xiaoyan, excited, directly grabbed Ye Luo’s arm and said, her large, watery eyes staring at Ye Luo. The very prominent development of her chest pressed against Ye Luo’s arm, allowing him to truly feel their size, softness, and elasticity.

However, given that there were adults present, Ye Luo restrained his improper thoughts and smiled slightly, "Of course, as far as I’m concerned, as long as it’s an ailment, there’s a possibility of successful treatment. However, Xiaoyan, you go and help auntie with something first. I would like to have a good talk with your father to facilitate his treatment."

Ye Luo said to Lin Xiaoyan, to which Lin’s mother replied, "Alright then, Xiaoyan, you go help me cook."

"Oh."

Although Lin Xiaoyan was somewhat reluctant, she obediently followed Du Huixian into the kitchen to cook.

Once Lin Xiaoyan and Du Huixian had left, Lin Tianhai’s expression flickered with an unusual look as he watched Ye Luo, asking, "Xiao Ye, do you have something to say?"

"Uncle, I’d really like to know who was so cruel as to shatter all the meridians in your legs, resulting in your reliance on a wheelchair for life," Ye Luo said directly, sitting down in front of Lin Tianhai.

In an instant, Lin Tianhai’s pupils shrank, his hands gripping the wheelchair’s armrests unconsciously tightening, his body emitting a strange aura that enveloped Ye Luo.

"It appears that you truly are the Divine Doctor Xiaoyan spoke of; you saw right through the issue with my legs in one glance. Impressive, impressive!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle. I also did not expect Xiaoyan’s father to be a martial artist at the Innate Realm. It’s just a pity that Uncle’s legs have been crippled and there’s an internal injury in the body, resulting in a noble martial artist at the Innate Realm having to rely on a wheelchair for life," Ye Luo remarked.

Ye Luo looked at Lin Tianhai with some regret in his voice. The first time he saw Lin Tianhai, he sensed that something was off with him. After using the Clairvoyant Eye, he understood why Lin Tianhai was in a wheelchair.

Lin Tianhai’s leg meridians had all been forcibly severed, and the breaks were severe. Modern medicine simply could not reattach them, which is why he was bound to a wheelchair.

Moreover, Ye Luo discovered that all of Lin Tianhai’s meridians were opened, clearly indicating that he was a master of the Innate Realm. However, due to hidden injuries and paralyzed legs, he seemed just like an ordinary person, without showing the imposing presence of an Innate Realm expert.

Lin Tianhai looked at Ye Luo with sharp eyes brimming with spirit and said, "I really want to know who you are. Without even taking my pulse, you easily pointed out the problem with my legs and saw that I am a martial artist of the Innate Realm. You don’t seem simple at all."

"Hehe..."

Ye Luo smiled without saying a word, avoiding Lin Tianhai’s question, and went on to say, "Uncle, I have a way to restore the meridians in your legs so you can stand again. I can also heal the hidden injuries in your body, allowing you to regain your former strength. How about it?"

"Can you really do that?"

Lin Tianhai’s hands clenched fiercely, gripping the wheelchair’s armrests tightly with an expression full of tense excitement as he looked at Ye Luo.

"Of course, I am the Divine Doctor, and this little problem is no match for me."

Ye Luo once again indulged in a moment of shameless self-admiration.

"How will you treat it?"

Not being an ordinary person, Lin Tianhai quickly stabilized his emotions and regained his composure, looking indifferently at Ye Luo.

"It’s very simple."

Ye Luo revealed a confident smile, directly removing the blanket from Lin Tianhai’s legs. He rolled up the right pant leg, revealing a skinny and emaciated calf before him.

Due to a long time without walking, plus the complete severance of leg meridians which caused blood circulation to cease, Lin Tianhai’s legs had withered, and most of the cells had died, leaving no sensation.

In a hospital, even the best one couldn’t treat this condition, but for Ye Luo, it was not so difficult.

Huaxia’s traditional medicine is best known for turning decay into magic, making the impossible possible.

"Is there any hope?"

Lin Tianhai looked at his withered and dead calf, still somewhat disbelieving.

If it were within his Sect, it would be possible to recover the use of his legs. But for doctors in the secular world, it would be extraordinary difficult.

"Please, do not doubt a Divine Doctor."

A mischievous and confident smile appeared on the corners of Ye Luo’s mouth. He then took out several Silver Needles from his person. As Qi began to flow, the Silver Needles rang out with a crisp sound. They trembled lightly and then plunged into Lin Tianhai’s right calf.

In the blink of an eye, six Silver Needles were inserted precisely into Lin Tianhai’s right calf, yet he felt nothing.

Ye Luo’s hands moved swiftly, his index fingers and thumbs continually twisting the needles. His four fingers danced across the six Silver Needles, displaying astonishing acupressure skills.

To properly heal Lin Tianhai’s legs, the first step was to reactivate the dead cells, revitalizing them, and only then would it be possible to reconnect the severed meridians.

As Ye Luo’s hands fluttered, the Nine Yang True Qi from his body also entered Lin Tianhai’s calf through the needles, beginning to stimulate and nourish the dead cells within.