
The thick of the night still covers half the world. Including that place.
A simple house, with alakadarnya furniture that looks ancient. On a wooden bed wrapped only in a thin tapestry, without a mattress, without a pillow-Lin Mu lay there. His sturdy body is terpolor without complete clothing. Only a piece of underwear covered the sacred area at the bottom.
"It hurts so bad" Lin Mu raved in between drowning his consciousness-still with his eyes closed.
In another room of the house, in front of a portrait of an old man in a white shirt on a table, Zhou sat down. Three sticks of hio incense were lifted up to the front of the face with eyes closed. "Teacher ...," he muttered in a raucous voice.
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Flashback ten years ago ....
"Teacher .. It's all my fault." The little girl with a body filled with chubby cheeks was none other than herself-Zhou Shiyun. "I made you this way." He continued to cry as he hugged the old body of his grandfather lying on an old bed.
Among the heavy fireworks, the old man spoke in a raucous voice, "Yun .. Helping the dead is the duty of a doctor." A moment of scooping breath that is increasingly difficult to flow through his throat. "Teachers can die without regret for helping your life." His eye valves began to be heavy to open, slowly narrowed, then closed perfectly. "You have to live well and help more people."
.......
Given the force of events in his past, Zhou could not help but shed tears tumbling without a command on his cheek.
"When I was raised by Master, I had a rare disease. If it wasn't for Master's secret powers, I wouldn't be around right now."
The cola-haired woman who was currently not wearing her doctor uniform began to rise after putting three sticks of incense in her hands into place.
His footsteps led towards the direction where a two-door closet stood. It's one part to take something there.
"Every time after using his strength, Master is getting weaker," Zhou still chirped in his joints. "He has exchanged his life for me ...." A wooden box had been held in his hand, and he took it to a table.
KREETTS
He opened a small box in front of him. "Although this is a secret power, I do not master it well. Only able to try," he said while removing the contents of the box which turned out to be a bunch of acupuncture needles. "But as long as I'm still a doctor ...." He stared at the small, pointed objects that were full of confidence. "I won't let anything happen to Lin Mu." He got up and walked with the needles into the room where Lin Mu was lying, and sat himself in the chair beside the bed.
He took one needle as high as his index finger with motion and a feeling of doubt. Then turned his gaze on Lin Mu's naked body. The leftover stomach of Qing She's knife was wrapped in a bandage.
I don't know what the reason the doctor woman took Lin Mu instead to her residence and not to the hospital.
Zhou Shiyun, the doctor's full name. Gathering all his convictions to take action. "You can't die, Lin Mu. I'll try to save you!" He's determined.
For a moment closed his eyes while taking a breath, then opened it and started thrusting the needle into the spot right at the lower chest of Lin Mu.
"Uuhh," Lin Mu's moaning voice, was still in the faint of his consciousness.
This secret way can easily erode strength. In that case, I might not be able to save my life anymore, bitterly grieving the woman inwardly.
Zhou Shiyun .. spirit! He encouraged himself.
Sweaty granules began to roll down from the temple through the cheeks, then slumped on the shoulders seeped into the clothes he wore.
Master found me by accident, but he thinks of me as his son. Then he would exchange his life to save me.
Now the next needle he lifted.
He closed his eyes to strengthen his confidence.
Since I have decided to practice and struggle in medicine to help people, I should not be afraid!
The eye was re-opened with a gaze that no longer hesitated, all firmness had been raised.
"Account must be very accurate."
The teacher's brief sentence when he was a child, resonated in the space of his head, being a reinforcement, at least.
"After thrusting into his body, I must immediately pull out the needle again!"
Faces dim with a myriad of bitterness a moment ago, now covered with sharpness that carries all firmness.
Without thinking any more, Zhou began to jab some needles at some point on the front of Lin Mu's body with an unusually quick movement, in order to eliminate the poison that had already spread in the young man's body.
Both of his hands were swiftly working without gaps even if only to wipe the sweat that was pouring on his face even once.
"The time to keep the needle in one acupuncture point should not exceed 0.5 seconds. Otherwise, all efforts will be in vain."
Hang on, Lin Mu. I can do it, and you will survive!
SWOOOSSSSH
Along with the weakening of the working motion of Zhou Shiyun's pair of hands ....
"The black energy on Lin Mu's face started to disappear!" The woman exclaimed happily. "Successful!"
Unfortunately, not so good.
"No! Lusty!"
One last needle that was still stuck in Lin Mu's chest, suddenly shot flying. The woman panicked again.
"Remember, acupuncture should not be disturbed! Otherwise, people were saved, it would definitely die!"
The words of his grandfather's lesson, now made him even more afraid.
Nah!
I'm not letting you die, Lin Mu!
Without thinking much more, Zhou raised one hand to the front of his face with his index finger pointing, while the other hand he put under the elbow. A pair of beautiful eyes he made closed in order to reach a speck of concentration.
WUSSH WUSSH
A green light radiated from the tip of his index finger.
And it is a form of light.
After a while, Zhou slammed his glowing index finger into Lin Mu's right chest.
HUH HUH HUH
Zhou's breathing was heavy and rough afterwards.
"Teacher .. I made it," the woman chirped gratefully, yet sounded quite weak.
The power he expended for that last effort was quite energy draining. Now it is precisely his own body that was affected. It finally fell on Lin Mu's innocent body with drooping hands. "Lin Mu .. You survived," he said, then faded away from his consciousness.