Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 913 - 0 Correction! (Third Update)

Ye Qiu smiled faintly, "Since everyone wants to know, I’ll explain it."

Upon hearing that Ye Qiu was about to reveal it, all the Western doctors present perked up their ears, eager to jot down the series of words Ye Qiu was about to utter. After all, borrowing the method to conquer the toxin boils could provide many insights for Western medicine.

However, as soon as Ye Qiu started speaking, all these Western doctors were dumbfounded.

Ye Qiu said solemnly, "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes meridians. Just now, I merely channeled Qi into this patient’s body to use Qi to attack the toxin, achieving detoxification from the inside out, and I cut off the root cause of the illness with Qi. One can say he will never suffer from this ailment again in his lifetime."

"Qi? What Qi?" The Western doctors present were confused, looking at one another. They couldn’t comprehend what Ye Qiu was saying, not even after a few translations could explain it.

A journalist continued to ask, "The Qi you’re referring to, is it the Qi in Qigong?"

"Correct, but not entirely accurate. Qigong’s Qi is just a rudimentary form, whereas the Qi I use is a more advanced form, hence it cures much quicker," Ye Qiu replied.

With Ye Qiu’s explanation, many medical enthusiasts worldwide began researching the Qi Ye Qiu spoke of.

Even the underground world websites broadcasted this live. Compared to ordinary people, those who logged into these websites had some understanding of the Qi Ye Qiu referred to, probably True Qi.

However, even among those possessing True Qi, they wouldn’t use it for healing; it was more for killing.

Niu Yinyin, from offstage, praised Ye Qiu, saying how amazing he was. Fang Sijie’s eyes sparkled with admiration, increasingly feeling that the young man before her remained composed in all situations, so calm that even her heart raced when she looked at Ye Qiu’s face.

Caroline smiled, looking at the King Yan in her heart, who once considered killing an art, now laid down the butcher’s knife, saving people like no others could.

"My king, I’m falling more in love with you."

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A figure wrapped tightly entered the scene, finding a corner to sit down. Seeing the person she always liked ahead, Mu Wanqing’s eyes were fixed solely on him.

Ye Qiu’s brief explanation only made the Western doctors more bewildered, while the old Chinese medicine practitioners present wore knowing smiles, guessing Ye Qiu’s intention.

"This kid could explain things more straightforwardly, but he insisted on speaking in riddles, leaving these foreign experts all muddled. Clever!"

"If it were you, would you divulge your treatment methods? He’s preventing these Western doctors from stealing our Chinese medicine achievements. It’s a good thing, lest they’d take and learn from it, causing a huge loss for us."

"This kid is really shrewd!"

Ye Qiu began treating the second patient; once again, Ye Qiu used the simple action of placing his hand atop the patient’s head.

Michael didn’t believe Ye Qiu could treat a patient with mental issues. Not to mention Western doctors, current world treatments concerning mental health had only made slight progress.

The realm of mental health has always been a significant hurdle for humanity.

Many Western doctors thought this time Ye Qiu would hit a wall. If he could treat it, then he wasn’t just a man; he was a god.

Mental illnesses?

Ye Qiu chuckled, discussing the mind. There were few people in China, even inclusive of ancient places, who knew more than he did.

At present, even Ye Qiu himself wasn’t sure what level his spiritual power had reached, but he knew it surely surpassed the spiritual power of a mythical realm Martial Artist.

For him, a patient with mental illness was even simpler than the previous one, it didn’t even require the consumption of any pills. If not for fear of being too shocking, he could even skip the current action.

However, Ye Qiu decided to put on a bit of a show; otherwise, curing someone without moving might seem less like a method of Chinese medicine and more like divine intervention.

Ye Qiu did not condense his spiritual power into substance, but instead channeled it through his palm into the patient’s mind.

Mental illnesses are generally triggered by certain memories that one doesn’t want to recall or can’t forget, suffered stimulation, or alterations in brain nerves, etc.

As for solving these diseases, it’s simple. He just needed to use spiritual power to do some intervention on these memories or sensitive stimulus areas in the mind to cure them.

Ye Qiu discovered a special area in the patient’s mind. To his eyes, he found this area was being compressed by the brain tissue, which should be the disease’s origin.

Thus, Ye Qiu spent about ten minutes weakening the pressure in that brain tissue area, allowing the brain to function normally, enabling the patient to regain clarity and stop uttering nonsense and act erratically.

Another successful treatment!

In the room, many medical scholars clapped for Ye Qiu; they witnessed the patient who was staggering before going on stage now walk normally, with an expression as ordinary as anyone else’s.

After curing two consecutive patients, a smile was far from showing on Michael’s face, while other Western doctors remained silent.

Ye Qiu didn’t mock the other side, continuing to treat the remaining patients, finishing them all in under an hour, with over ten patients fully recovering, leaving everyone present in a minute-long silence.

The world was astir at this moment.

The term Chinese medicine instantly became known to numerous medical enthusiasts.

Michael lost; he couldn’t stump Ye Qiu. Instead, those ailments that baffled him were resolved in Ye Qiu’s hands.

All the Western doctors present were silent; they still couldn’t figure out how Ye Qiu managed it. Several of them even began thinking Chinese medical skills might be more potent.

After all, there was a living example like Ye Qiu right in front of them.

Michael, in front of the whole world, aimed to make Ye Qiu look ridiculous, only to end up embarrassing himself, and now he had to promote Chinese medicine culture begrudgingly, totally backfiring on him.

Conversely, all the older Chinese doctors stood up, applauding Ye Qiu, thunderous applause engulfed the venue, as Ye Qiu, using the miraculous techniques of Chinese medicine, proved to the world that Chinese medicine is as good as Western medicine, if not better in solving many ailments that Western medicine cannot.

In an instant, Ye Qiu became a new star in the global medical world, the youngest and most accomplished legend in China’s history of traditional Chinese medicine, Ye Qiu!

Ye Qiu’s name spread across the world of medicine. If people knew that his astonishing life-saving skills were as impressive as his ways of killing, they’d be even more shocked.

This day was extraordinary, at least for those studying Chinese medicine, as it was a special day because, on this day, Chinese medicine was finally vindicated!