Ning Hai was an extremely modern city that did not lose the traditional characteristics of Shen Zhou Country. The old western buildings mixed with the modern skyscrapers on the Bund.

At noon, on the riverside, a young man in his early twenties, wearing a blue short-sleeved T-shirt and denim shorts was leaning against the railings. He was quietly enjoying the cool breeze from the river, ignoring the passing tourists as his mind was in a mess.

His name was Ding Ning, and he had just slipped out from his reunion with his classmates who were graduated. Recalling how his classmates who were much weaker than him had flaunted themselves in front of him because they found receiving units, he felt a burst of irritation.

On the other side of the river, the Oriental Pearl TV Tower and Jin Mao Tower were graceful and magnificent, giving people a vigorous, courageous and unrelenting hint.

There were people in the scenery, scenery in people, and people merged in the scenery, which made this international metropolis more unique and charming.

But he didn't have the slightest bit of mood to enjoy. He hadn't been home for five years, and he couldn't get in contact with his father and four masters either. What should he do in the future?

There was still a hint of unfading childishness to his exquisite features that was like a sculpture, and a hint of longing was revealed in his deep eyes that were as clear as black crystals.

If he had a choice, he would rather never come to the university in Ning Hai, but stay in his small town to lean on his quiet father instead of wandering this bustling and impetuous city like a rootless duckweed. At this moment, he truly missed home.

"Come, come on! Call 120. She fainted."

"What's wrong with the beautiful girl. She actually fainted!"

"Sigh! Young people don't pay attention to training, and their physiques are really unqualified. Only a cool breeze can make them faint. "

"No. Is this girl sick? Look at her face! How pale. It's a bit hot today. Could it be that she suffered heatstroke?"

… …. The sudden clamor from the surroundings broke Ding Ning's silence.

He looked up and saw a crowd of tourists surrounding him, blocking his view.

Ding Ning looked through the gap in the crowd and faintly saw a girl in a white dress lying on the ground, as if she was in shock.

His heart skipped a beat at once as he reflexively walked over and yelled: "Step aside, step aside!"

"Who the f * ck are you?"

"Why are you squeezing?"

"F * ck, are you crazy?"

… ….

Ding Ning squeezed himself in the crowd which burst into discontented shouts and curses.

"I've learned medicine before. Everyone move aside. I need to give her a check."

His gaze landed on the fainted girl, and seeing her pale face, which was covered by her long black hair, Ding Ning tensed up, and immediately shouted.

Hearing that he was a doctor, everyone quickly made way for him. But after seeing his looks, many people looked at him with suspicion. This guy was a doctor? Wasn't he too young?

Ding Ning walked over to the girl's side and saw that her face had turned blue, her lips were cyanosed, and it was difficult for her to breathe. She was unconscious, and had a painful expression.

Immediately, he reached out his hand to feel her pulse. From the rapid and weak pulse, he immediately figure out that it was the heart failure caused by the heart disease.

The girl was in a very dangerous situation. She would die within two minutes if she was not given emergency treatment. And she would not make it to the hospital.

Without hesitation, Ding Ning carried her and made her lie down on the ground. After touching her carotid artery, he immediately sat on the ground and make the girl's neck rest on his legs, allowing her to lean backwards.

He then stretched out his hand and pressed onto the girl's towering chest. His expression was extremely serious, and his actions … were so damn good.

The surrounding crowd suddenly realized something, and looked at Ding Ning with contempt. It seemed that this fellow saw the girl was beautiful so he came to take advantage of her, but he had a bitter and hateful expression on his face.

After Ding Ning had pressed for a long time, he felt the girl's pulse, pinched her nose, and took a deep breath before bending over to perform artificial respiration. A few young men who coveted the girl's beauty were already stamping their feet and beating their breasts, regretting that they did not do it earlier.

Just as a few rascally young men were looking at Ding Ning with reddened eyes, wanting to push him away and replace him, Ding Ning, with a solemn expression, pressed one of his ears against the girl's towering chest and listened.

Then, he took out a box from his pocket and took out seven silver needles. He stabbed them into the girl's chest at lightning speed and twiddled them. Fortunately, the girl had ****** stickers and didn't have to worry about ******-baring.

The girl's pale face had visibly recovered its color. Her long eyelashes trembled and her breathing gradually became even as well. This made Ding Ning heave a long sigh of relief.

"So he really is a doctor, not someone who takes advantage of the girl. He seems to be a Chinese doctor who understands acupuncture and moxibustion. It's just that his cardiac compression technique looks really lascivious."

"Holy shit, so there's actually such benefits to being a doctor. I also want to learn medicine."

"Go to hell, do you think you can always meet a beauty? If you meet an ugly fat woman with bad breath, will you still perform artificial respiration to her? "

… …. The few young men teased each other, greedily looking at the girl's impeccable appearance.

Ding Ning did not notice her beauty, but instead frowned as he looked at the girl. Logically speaking, she should have woken up, but why did she have no reaction?

Was he ignoring something? Ding Ning carefully examined it, and his gaze quickly focused on the girl's knee that was injured when she fell down. It was only a very small wound, and it should have stopped bleeding long ago.

But even now, that wound was still slowly but persistently bleeding, causing the girl's knee-length white skirt to turn red.

Ding Ning's pupils contracted intensely, and his face revealed a trace of pity. This girl was so pitiful, for that not only did she have a heart disease, she was also suffering from severe aplastic anemia.

Without any distractions, he lifted up the girl's dress, revealing her long, snow-white legs. He rubbed his hands together and then rubbed around the girl's knees with his hands.

What a smooth, warm and soft feeling. Ding Ning who was still a ****** felt his heart shake and his face reddened.

He hurriedly gathered his thoughts and forced the pitiful amount of Innate Qi that he had painstakingly cultivated for more than ten years into the girl's skin through his scalding hands, and performed the enhanced compression hemostasis for her. His forehead was oozing sweat.

"Bastard, let go of my sister!"

Right at this moment, a handsome young man who was holding two bottles of drink got into the crowd and saw this scene. His face was ashen as he shouted in rage, kicking towards Ding Ning's back.

Ding Ning was caught off guard. He felt a scorching pain from his back, and he almost fell to the ground, but he couldn't let go of the girl. The girl hadn't completely stopped bleeding, and if he gave up now, all his previous efforts would waste.

He forcefully swallowed the sweet bloody taste in his throat and glared at the youth. "Don't mess around. I'm saving your sister."

What made him sad was that none of the surrounding onlookers stood up to explain for him. The few young men who were envious and jealous even had expressions of schadenfreude on their faces.

"F * ck, playing hooligan and getting a new level of that? I think you are courting death."

The young man became enraged when he saw that Ding Ning was still "vulgarly" stroking his younger sister's leg. He rushed towards Ding Ning and attacked him with vicious Foshan Shadowless Feet.

He was an expert, and his attacks were heavy. Ding Ning muttered in his heart, and after the pitiful amount of his Innate Qi had entered the girl's body, she finally stopped the bleeding. His mind also relaxed a little.

He hurriedly stood up and wanted to explain, but he suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Right at this time, the young man rushed over with red eyes like a madman. If it was under normal circumstances, Ding Ning would not care about his showy but not practical martial arts.

But now, he was extremely weak and exhausted, so how could he possibly dodge? "Bang!" The young man's fist landed solidly on his head.

Ding Ning felt a buzzing sound in his head as he fell straight to the ground, and the young man kept on punching and kicking him like a storm.

Ding Ning instinctively used his hands to protect his head and stooped down to bear this unexpected misfortune.

His weak body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. Blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, instantly dyeing his blue t-shirt red. His vision went black and he saw stars.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he seemed to see the girl in his embrace open her eyes and shout something at him with a terrified expression. The young man's face was a little awkward as he said something.

The sound of an ambulance came from the distance, but his vision gradually became blurry. Everything he saw seemed to be moving slowly, and he could not hear anything. His eyelids became heavy, and fresh blood was rapidly flowing out. Immediately, his vision went black and he fainted.

The surrounding people were all dumbstruck. Ding Ning's body was like a deflated ball, limply lying on the ground and fainting.

The paramedics hurriedly carried Ding Ning and the girl into the ambulance which drove away with flashing blue light. The crowd finally dispersed.

No one noticed that Ding Ning's mouthful of blood was continuously flowing into the black stone statue on his neck. The stone statue emitted a layer of faint blood-red light, but quickly returned to normal.

In the Ning Hai Changjiang Hospital's emergency room, the electrocardioscanner beeped a "beep beep beep" alarm.

"Doctor Wang, the patient is in coma and has difficult breathing. His pupils dilated, muscles relaxed, and he's unconscious. His body temperature and blood pressure both dropped. He had ischemic symptoms, and his vital signs had dropped to a critical point."

"Immediately give him the blood, and the ventilator. Prepare for the abbreviated laparotomy and figure out the reason why he faints. Be quick."

"Doctor Wang, the ventilator and the blood is ready. The patient's back, face, and head are all injured by external forces. There are no obvious bleeding spots."

"Let's do the abbreviated laparotomy first. Do we have the brain CT scan result?"

"We do. It shows that the patient has no obvious brain injury. At most, it's only a mild cerebral concussion. The abbreviated laparotomy shows that his spleen was damaged from an external impact, resulting in three hematomas …What?!"

"What's wrong?"

"It's weird. The hematomas in the patient's abdominal cavity disappeared by itself, and his heart and brain waves started to recover, meanwhile his vital signs started to return to normal."

"How is it possible? Let me see, ah! "

"The patient's blood pressure returned to normal, and his spleen……has no signs of injuries. There are no abnormalities in his heart and brain waves, and his vital signs have started to recover significantly. They have been restored to their normal state."

"Ah, how could this be?"

In the emergency room, the doctor and nurses looked at each other in dismay as they saw that the lines in ECG monitor had returned to normal.

In their entire lives, they had never met such a fantastic patient. However, no matter how hard they tried to examine him, they couldn't find the reason why he was unconscious.

After being given the fluids and blood, Ding Ning's pale face gradually recovered its color. Apart from the bruises on his body and face, he looked like a healthy man without any signs that he had nearly died.

Doctor Wang could not understand no matter how much he thought about it. He could only in-struct the nurses to push Ding Ning into ICU first and observe him closely to prevent any changes.

"Give me the detailed records and data about the patient's treatment."

Doctor Wang instructed his assistant in a relaxed tone. No matter what, as long as the patient was in good health, the credit would go to him, the emergency doctor.

"Doctor, is he all right?"

Seeing that Doctor Wang had walked out of the emergency room, the girl who was saved by Ding Ning walked over in her gown, ignoring her brother's advice. Her face was pale.

Doctor Wang's eyes lit up as he praised the beautiful girl in his heart.

The girl was in her early twenties. Her long, jet-black hair scattered over her delicate shoulders, revealing her exquisite white collarbones. Below her collarbone, the wide gown protruded out-wards, sketching out a perfect curve.

Her beautiful oval face was as white as goose fat, her lips were like cherry blossoms, her eye-brows were like ink, her spirit was like autumn water, and her appearance was indescribably soft and exquisite. The ugly blue and white striped gown did not affect her beauty in the slightest.

Her innate noble and elegant temperament let him know that this girl was definitely not the child of an ordinary family.

Doctor Wang secretly swallowed his saliva. His Adam's apple rolled, and he revealed the most amiable smile he had ever had in his entire life as he said:

"Don't worry, Miss. With our rescue, the patient has passed through the dangerous period and his vital signs have returned to normal. Besides his bloody nose and swollen face, it seems like …"

"Like what?" The girl was too impatient to wait and asked nervously.

The doctor was secretly envious of Ding Ning, because there would be such a beautiful girl who cared about him. He said proudly. "Like he was never injured before. He can't be healthier."

"Huh?"

The girl opened her mouth in shock, revealing her sparkling snow-white teeth. Her eyes that were as black as ink revealed a look of disbelief, "How is that possible? He's injured so badly."

"Like I said, that brat was obviously pretending. He was taking advantage of you and got caught by me. In order to escape, he pretended to be unconscious, and you're still worried about him …"

The handsome young man immediately came up to her and chattered on. However, under the young girl's unhappy gaze, his voice became lower and lower. He then softly muttered, "I really didn't use too much strength."

Doctor Wang did not understand the relationship between them. But since he probably wanted to see the girl for more time, he finally said something fair. Of course, his main purpose was to show that he had done well.

"Before the emergency treatment, his life was in danger and his vital signs had reached a critical point. Only after we had gone all out to save him did he finally pass the dangerous period."

"That's good, that's good. Thank you, doctor. All of his treatment fees are on me. Please take care of him."

The girl glared at the young man, causing him to shut up obediently. Then, she turned around and spoke to the doctor in an amiable manner.

"No problem, this is what we should do."

The doctor naturally felt flattered as he hurriedly said politely.

"May I see him?"

The girl's large eyes revealed a pleading look. He actually couldn't bear to refuse her, so he nod-ded, for some reason:

"Even though he has pulled through, I still sent him to the ICU. To prevent any infections and ac-cidents, you'd better not go in and just see him through the window."

"Well, thank you, doctor!"

The girl smiled like a blossoming flower which was beautiful beyond compare, causing Doctor Wang's eyes to widen.

Just as he wanted to find an excuse to chat with the girl, the girl had already turned around and walked towards ICU. The young man unwillingly followed behind her.

"Bang!" Doctor Wang, who thought himself to be very outstanding, seemed to hear the sound of his heart breaking. He held his chest with a face full of disappointment and foolishness as he watched the girl's frail body disappear into the distance. It was really like the story that King Chu adored the goddess, but the goddess did not have the same feeling for him. (Note: The story about King Chu and the goddess was a Chinese legend that indicated an unrequited love.)

"Doctor Wang, what's it? Is there something wrong with you? "

The head nurse, who had just come out of the emergency room, concernedly supported him with her hands. Her huge breasts, which bulged her nurse's uniform, were rubbing against his arm without restraint.

Doctor Wang, who usually had an intimate relationship with the elder woman who had past her prime but still looked attractive, did not have any feelings for her at this moment.

There was no harm if there was no comparison. After seeing the 100% young goddess and now looking at the old lady who was like a worn-out yellow pearl, Doctor Wang's interest was imme-diately gone.

Without batting an eyelid, he took out his arm and said, "Nothing. I'm just a little tired. I'm going back to my office."

Seeing that there was no one around, the head nurse said softly, "Let's meet at the same place tonight."

Doctor Wang looked at her crow's feet which were barely covered in a thick layer of BB cream and the fat on her lower abdomen. He felt disgusted, as if he had swallowed a fly. So he coughed dryly, then turned and hurried away.

"Let's talk about it another day. I'm too tired today."

The head nurse looked at his departing back with a baffled expression and curled her lips in dis-satisfaction:

"Isn't this lover usually more active than me? What's wrong with him today? Sigh, it seems that I can only find that old pervert Dr. Liu. Otherwise, how should I spend the long night? "

Outside the ICU, through the isolation window, the girl stared blankly at Ding Ning who was still unconscious. Ripples of light circulated in her eyes, and it was unknown what she was thinking about.

"Mu Qing, that brat is clearly a pervert and was taking advantage of you. Since you lack social experience, please do not be fooled by this brat."

Shen Muyang, as an experienced man, spoke sincerely and earnestly into the girl's ears, causing Shen Muqing to be extremely helpless.

"Bro, don't think so badly of him, okay? Even though I was in coma at the time, I was still con-scious. If it was not him, you probably wouldn't have been able to see me. "

Shen Muyang's expression darkened, and looked at his sister in pity: "Mu Qing, I'm sorry. I didn't know that your illness would occur right after I left. When you leave the hospital, I'll bring you back to Yan Jing. Dad, mom and grandpa really miss you."

"Alright, brother, I know you're doing this for my own good, but I don't want to go back, so don't say anymore."

Shen Muqing's face revealed stubbornness, and said resolutely.

Shen Muyang knew her personality, and sighed helplessly:

"Then go back to the ward and have a rest, for you've been waiting here ever since you got the fluids in hospital. Now that you know he's fine, you should be relieved. I say, little sister, you weren't moved by that brat's heroic actions and fell in love with him, will you?"

"Bro, what nonsense are you spouting!"

A layer of unnoticeable redness surfaced on Shen Muqing's face as she gracefully scolded him, but right after that, her eyes revealed a hint of faint excitement:

"Bro, do you know? I have a feeling that this person can cure my illness. "

Shen Muyang froze for a second, then shook his head and laughed bitterly. He knew how much pain his sister suffered from her heart disease.

Ever since she was young, she had never dared to exercise intensely, speak loudly, make friends, cry or laugh, fearing that a single unstable emotion would lead her illness to occur.

It could be said that she was racing against the Death God all the time, and could lose her life at any time. Every day she lived was borrowed, and she didn't even have the right to fall in love once.

He also hoped that his sister would be cured and be able to live a healthy life as an ordinary girl did. However, his family had already brought her to see the world's top cardiologists, and no one could do anything about it.

But now, his sister had placed her hopes on a young man whom she had never met before. In Shen Muyang's opinion, she was too worried to see a proper doctor.

"I know you don't believe me, but I know that every time I wake up from coma, my chest was very tight, as if I'm being pressed against a rock. But it's different this time, I've never felt so com-fortable before. My breathing is smooth and my whole body is relaxed. I'd never felt like this be-fore."

As if to prove what she had said, Shen Muqing even extended her arms and made an exaggerated hug gesture, showing her beautiful curves. However, her movements were pimping and seemed very unnatural.

"Are you serious?" Shen Muyang's eyes lit up when he heard it. After all, he understood his sis-ter's illness too well. Every time she escaped from the hands of the Death God, she would look sickly. But this time, she did seem a little different.

"Of course, why would I lie to you? He … he had the needles in my chest, as if they had vented the gloomy Qi from my chest, giving me a … open and clear feeling. Even my breathing has become a lot easier."

Shen Muqing didn't know how to describe her feeling with words, so she tried to describe it with her hand gestures that were easy to understand.

It was just that when she thought about the fact that Ding Ning had performed artificial respira-tion for her in order to save her. Could it be considered that she had lost her first kiss? This caused a trace of a strange ripple to arise within her heart.

Shen Muyang's heart was stirred, and he hurriedly said: "Then go back to the ward first. I'll go to the doctor's office to check your report."

"En!" Shen Muqing gave the ICU another deep glance before returning to her own ward.

Half an hour later, Shen Muyang walked to the rooftop of the hospital with a happy expression. He took a deep breath and with eyes slightly red, he took out his phone and made a call: "Mom, it's Mu Yang. My sister's illness occurs again..."

In an elegant courtyard in Yan Jing, when Ye Shulan heard her son's choked voice, her heart sank. The teacup in her hand dropped to the ground with a "bang" sound and shattered into pieces.

Did it finally happen?

Although she was mentally prepared, she was still unable to face reality at this moment.

She felt a tearing pain in her heart and her nose began to ache. Tears quickly filled her eyes, and the moment she opened her mouth, she could no longer hold back the grief in her heart as she begun to wail.

"Mu Yang, is Mu Qing… Mu Qing, woo woo …"

Hearing that Ye Shulan was crying uncontrollably, Shen Muyang did not know whether to laugh or cry. He immediately said: "Mom, don't be crying, Mu Qing …"

"How can I not be crying? Mu Qing had suffered so much since she was a child, so why couldn't the God let her off? What sin did I do in my previous life, woo woo …"

The tears on Ye Shulan's face flowed wantonly. Her son's choked voice had successfully made her misunderstand that her precious daughter had died, so how could she not feel sad?

"Mom... Mom. Don't cry, just listen to me. Mu Qing is fine, she was saved. "

Shen Muyang no longer dared to keep them in suspense, and spoke extremely quickly.

"What … what you said is true? You're not trying to comfort me and fool me, are you? "

Ye Shulan's wailing suddenly stopped, and her heart tightened as she asked with excitement and suspicion. The ups and downs of life were too fast, causing her heart to be unable to take it any-more.

"Mom, I swear, what I said is true. My sister is fine, and after checking, my sister's condition is even better than before."

Shen Muyang recounted what happened.

"Ah, does Mu Qing really think that young man can cure her?"

Ye Shulan's emotions went up and down like riding a roller coaster. She completely forgot about her son's resentful description of the details that the brat took advantage of her precious daugh-ter.

"I'm going to Ning Hai right now. Send me the address of the hospital immediately."

Ye Shulan immediately hung up. Normally, she would need at least an hour to dress up before going out, but now she skipped it and after telling the driver, she changed her clothes and headed straight for the airport.

In the ICU, Ding Ning slowly opened his eyes. He was in a daze for a moment when he smelt the thick smell of disinfectant water and looked at the pure white ward.

Was he in the hospital? Quickly recalling what happened before, he ground his teeth in anger when he thought of the fellow who beat him up so violently without asking any questions.

He actually bit the hand that fed him. What was going on with the society today? No wonder no one dared to do anything good.

Thinking about it, Ding Ning's heart suddenly tensed up. He did not know how that girl was now.

Just based on the fact that the young man had beaten him up without any reason, he believed that if something happened to the girl, he would probably become the main culprit.

Although he had examined her briefly, he knew that the girl's condition was not simple and she could not be cured with his current ability.

Sigh! Ding Ning's face was filled with bitterness, and his brows knitted together. Didn't he suffer enough? Why did he always put his finger in another's pie?

Otherwise, with his mastery of traditional Chinese medicine skills and his studies in clinical west-ern medicine as well as his excellent performance and scores at school, he would have definitely become a hot topic for all the major hospitals.

But he liked to put his finger in another's pie. During his internship, he met with a misdiagnosed case, and directly pointed out the mistake made by the attending doctor Li Wensheng who had a good background. It caused a medical trouble later.

The trouble became very serious. In the end, his internship evaluation was rejected and he be-came a negative example. He was known as a troublemaker, so no hospital was willing to accept him after he graduated.

Since no hospital was willing to accept him, he didn't plan to work for the hospital anyway. But there were only two years left because his father wanted him to become famous before he was 24 years old, and then he would go to Yan Jing and bring up proposal of marriage for him.

Ding Ning pulled out the needle from his wrist and stretched , but then he froze in place, feeling that something was wrong.

What had flashed through his mind when he had pulled out the needle? Could it be the three-dimensional structure of the needle?

He tried to hold the needle again, and immediately the three-dimensional image of the needle appeared in his mind, along with its information.

Stainless steel products, hollow, No. 6 venous infusion needle, sterile infusion set with 0.6mm needle, rough weight: 200.00g.

He widened his eyes in shock and touched the quilt on his body in disbelief.

A three-dimensional image of the quilt was displayed in his mind, along with its specifications: Net weight of filling material (excluding cotton cover): 3 pounds; Dimensions: 60x130cm; Quilting process: sanding; Fabric: cotton; Cotton content: 100%.

Ding Ning's heart fecklessly beat around in a state of panic and fear. This was just damned strange.

He quickly lied down and closed his eyes as he muttered, "This is not real, this is a dream, a dream …"

However, as he placed his hands on the bed, its dimensions, its model number, and its structure appeared in his mind once again. Ding Ning had to admit that he really did have a special ability.

He lay flat on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling, desperately trying to recall what had hap-pened to cause such a strange change.

Suddenly, he remembered that before he fainted, when he spat out a mouthful of blood on his chest, he felt a wave of formless suction that made the blood in his body flow out like broken beads, unable to stop even if he wanted to.

He hurriedly touched his chest. The stone statue that his father gave him was still there. Could it be that this stone statue had brought him some sort of change?

He carefully removed the stone statue and size it up, finding that there was no change to this ordinary black stone statue.

Could it be that it was not because of the statue? Ding Ning doubtfully blinked. Just as he was about to put it back, something strange happened.

Suddenly, a three-dimensional image of the stone statue appeared in his mind. The only different thing was that there was not any specific data of the statue in his mind.

However, a small, blood-red hole appeared on the statue's head.

What was even more strange was that this statue's entire body was filled with densely packed blood vessels, meridians and acupoints, which was like a human's meridian-collateral diagram.

In his hand, the statue became hotter and hotter as he clenched it tightly. However, in his mind, the blood-red color on the head of the statue started to slowly flow along the meridians and ac-upoints.

The Innate Qi within his body, which had been almost exhausted, actually flowed along the same path as the red color did in the statue, circulating through his meridians and becoming stronger.

A message came to his mind without any reason. It said that he had opened nine chakras, passed three dantians, and broken through three stages. His Immortal-naming Pill was ripe, his Yin Divi-sion Expelling Life was returned, and his Yang chakra was open. He had inherited the Meridian Severing Hand.

Ding Ning was so shocked that his mind went blank, and then he went into ecstasy. It was hard to understand and it seemed to be extremely profound and magnificent, so he did not totally un-derstand. Anyway, what interested him most was the so called Meridian Severing Hand.

The Meridian Severing Hand was similar to the legendary attacking a vital point. However, it was not as simple as attacking a vital point in Wuxia novels and movies, with which one would make another man unable to move with just a few poke.

During the meridian severing process, the performer had to determine which meridian should be severed based on the hour and the Yin Yang Five Elements magnetic field where the human body received the energy from the universe. The strength that he used was also critical. If it was too much, there would be a problem, but if it was too little, there would be no effect.

However, this was not a problem for Ding Ning. Ever since he was a child, under the guidance of his father and his four masters, his hands had always been steady and his control over his strength had always been perfect.

In short, using the technique of severing the energy flow in the meridian at different hours would allow him to control other's movement.

This made Ding Ning ecstatic. If he mastered such a magical technique and used it in treating pa-tients, it would have a miraculous effect of turning bad into good.

For example, if an injured person was bleeding profusely, then as long as he could find the direc-tion of the blood flow within this short period of time and performed the meridian severing, he would be able to stop the bleeding.

There was another example. During the operation, he could make the patient to lose sensation of pain by severing the meridian that transmitted pain and it could completely replace anesthesia.

In some other case, he could slow down the metabolism and blood circulation of the patient, make the patient in a state of suspended animation, and buy enough time for treatment.

Ding Ning forgot about time and everything. He was completely immersed in learning this magic Meridian Severing Hand.

After two hours, the Innate Qi in Ding Ning's body had gone through a total of eighteen cycles. Only then did his body shudder and the images in his mind disappeared.

Ding Ning felt an unprecedented feeling of refreshment all over his body. Even his ears and eyes seemed to have become much sharper.

After carefully sensing the Innate Qi within his body, he was surprised to find that the amount of Innate Qi that he had cultivated for more than ten years was actually not comparable to the re-sults of the short two hours of cultivating.

The thin and weak Innate Qi of a thread thick that made him feel inferior all this time had actually grown to be of a matchstick thick and was obediently traveling in his meridians.

What confused him was that there seemed to be a dusky space between his brows that was filled with a small ball of light.

What was the ball of light? Ding Ning thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. There were too many surprises, so he couldn't bother with each of them anymore.

"Hahaha …" Ding Ning could not help but burst out laughing. He grabbed the statue and gave it a kiss. What a treasure it was.

Not only did it allow him to master a heaven-defying cultivation method, it also allowed him to learn part of the Meridian Severing Hand.

After all, the Meridian Severing Hand was too vast and profound, and it was a complicated subject about the human's universe. It was not something one could completely understand in just two hours.

Even if the stone statue had made him have extraordinary memory, he still wouldn't be able to master it within a short period of time.

Moreover, this statue seemed to have some limitations. After a certain period of time, the images in his mind would disappear and his special ability would fail. When it happened, even if he held the statue in his hand, there would not be any images in his mind.

Ding Ning tried touching other items, and found that the special ability he named Absolute Touch was still effective. It seemed that it had no effect only on the stone statue. This made him feel relieved.

Otherwise, if this special ability that could help him tremendously disappeared, he wouldn't even be able to cry.

The only thing that made him feel inconvenient was that he didn't dare to touch anything right now, or the images and data of the items he touched would appear in his mind.

After he tried a few more times, he realized that this ability was damnable, because if he read too many items, his mind would turn dim and he would feel like he had exhausted his energy and would fall asleep.

Thanks to his restraint, he managed to prevent himself from activating this special ability as long as he didn't try to think of and read it.

This also allowed him to understand what the ball of light between his eyebrows was. It was the energy of the special ability. Once it was used up, he could only rely on sleep to recover and it needed to be a deep sleep.

Outside the observation room, a man and a woman looked at Ding Ning who looked like a mad-man. One moment he pulled a long face, the next he smiled and laughed, the next he frowned and did some hard thinking, and the next he grinned and giggled …