Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaokun felt a surge of excitement. As long as he could be cured, he would train even harder. Next time he encountered Zheng Yingshan, he vowed to kill him with his own hands.
"I will never abandon any member of the Poshi House, especially a core member. Don't worry, even if the elder can't do anything, I will find a way to cure you," Wu Shiyin said with certainty.
"Thank you, everyone," Yang Xiaokun said, deeply moved.
"No need for thanks. First, tell us how you got this injury and who did it?" Wu Shiyin was very concerned about this. Yang Xiaokun's current strength was already at the Tenth Mortal Realm, so anyone who could injure him like this was definitely not weak.
At the mention of this, Yang Xiaokun's expression turned serious. "His Quirk is terrifying. Through his eyes, he can see a person's life lines, death lines, death points, Nether Holes, and a series of other acupoints. If he strikes a death point with enough force, death is certain. They say even a god couldn't save you then. I was a bit luckier; he hit my Nether Hole, so I didn't die on the spot."
"There's actually a Quirk like that?" Wu Shiyin also became serious upon hearing this. "A person with this Quirk is a natural-born assassin. Anyone he touches will die inexplicably, without any warning."
"Speaking of which, Yang Xiaokun, don't you have that glowing ability? Since he uses his eyes to see, you could have blocked his vision with light," Ji Xinba said, looking at Yang Xiaokun with a speechless expression. He felt Yang Xiaokun probably hadn't thought of that.
"..." Yang Xiaokun was stunned. As soon as Ji Xinba said it, he immediately realized. Right! He should have used his Holy Light ability back then. As long as Zheng Yingshan's eyes were blinded, he wouldn't be able to cause harm. But the situation was too urgent at the time, and he hadn't thought of that.
He truly was the one involved is baffled. Thinking about it now, Yang Xiaokun felt regret. If he had done as Ji Xinba suggested, there would have been no problem at all.
Seeing Yang Xiaokun's expression, Ji Xinba knew he hadn't done it at the time, but he didn't say anything more. Yang Xiaokun was already miserable enough; saying more wouldn't change the reality.
While Yang Xiaokun was at the Poshi House, the Police Department outside had already begun searching for him. Even Shota Aizawa was somewhat anxious; after all, Yang Xiaokun was his student, and his sudden disappearance was partly his responsibility.
It was impossible for Yang Xiaokun to have left on his own, as his injuries made it impossible for him to move independently. He must have been taken away by someone.
But who could have stealthily entered the ward and taken Yang Xiaokun? This was the question on everyone's mind.
Indeed, the Poshi House was very adept at such operations. They disguised themselves as medical staff and took Yang Xiaokun away, while the real medical staff were completely unaware.
Yang Xiaokun, however, didn't know that many people outside were worried about him. At the core of the Poshi House, his phone had long been turned off, making it impossible to contact the outside world, and the outside world couldn't locate him through tracking.
The current situation was that until Yang Xiaokun's injuries were healed, he wouldn't leave the Poshi House, and it would be even more impossible for him to attend school.
Fortunately, after the USJ incident, due to negotiations between the Police Department and the school, the students were given a month-long holiday and didn't need to report to school.
This period also allowed U.A. High School to strengthen its defensive measures to prevent another USJ-like incident.
For dinner, Yang Xiaokun ate some liquid food, then received an IV drip and lay in bed to rest. Yang Xiaokun originally had some muscle, looking very well-proportioned, but after suffering irreversible damage, his bodily functions deteriorated day by day, causing him to become emaciated.
Now, lying in bed, Yang Xiaokun's ribs were visible, making him look pitiful.
"The elder is here," Wu Shiyin said, opening Yang Xiaokun's door and walking in, a look of joy on his face.
Following Wu Shiyin was a black-haired middle-aged man, appearing to be in his fifties, wearing very loose clothing and black sunglasses.
Yang Xiaokun was a bit dazed. Why did this elder look like a charlatan?
However, Yang Xiaokun wouldn't say such a thing. Wu Shiyin closed the door and introduced him: "This is our ally from the Poshi House, Daoist Priest Qiao Sanye from Qinglian Temple."
"Qiao Sanye?" Yang Xiaokun was even more speechless. How did this sound like a gang boss from the underworld?
"Hey~ Don't scare the kid. People outside call me Qiao Sanye, but my real name is Qiao Nansan, so everyone calls me Sanye (Third Master)," Qiao Nansan chuckled, walking directly to Yang Xiaokun. "No need for more talk, let me take a look at you."
Yang Xiaokun didn't waste words, just nodded and thanked him. Qiao Nansan then lifted his shirt, making the injury abnormally clear under the light.
Qiao Nansan's expression involuntarily changed when he saw the condition of Yang Xiaokun's left rib. He then said, "I didn't expect it to be this serious. It seems the person who struck is definitely an expert among experts, incredibly formidable!"
Hearing Qiao Nansan's assessment, Wu Shiyin immediately asked, "Then, Elder, can you cure him?"
"Don't rush, let me observe carefully first," Qiao Nansan waved his hand, then looked at Yang Xiaokun and said, "It might hurt a bit, bear with it."
"No problem," Yang Xiaokun nodded. "Ah!"
Before he could even finish nodding, Qiao Nansan pressed one hand onto his purple Nether Hole, causing him immense pain.
Qiao Nansan concentrated, sensing the flow of energy in Yang Xiaokun's Nether Hole. After a full ten minutes, he finally opened his eyes.
"I can barely stop the deterioration of this injury, but a complete recovery won't be easy. The guy who struck is a ruthless character. Right next to this Nether Hole is a death point, which even I might not hit accurately. Clearly, he also missed," Qiao Nansan said gravely.
Yang Xiaokun's heart filled with joy upon hearing this. "As long as it can be controlled, that's fine."
"Yes, once his injury is controlled, the rest will be easier," Wu Shiyin was also somewhat happy.
"Kid, what's your Quirk?" Qiao Nansan had just asked this, then waved his hand and said, "Never mind, asking about your Quirk is useless. Just listen to me. After I finish the acupuncture, use your Quirk to resist the energy rushing in all directions from this Nether Hole. Your Quirk can effectively prevent its spread."
Yang Xiaokun seemed to remember only after hearing this. He hadn't thought of using his Quirk to cover the wound, but after the elder mentioned it, it made perfect sense.
"Alright, Xiao Wu, you can go out now. I'm about to perform acupuncture on this kid," Qiao Nansan waved at Wu Shiyin.
Wu Shiyin said somewhat awkwardly, "Elder, please don't call me Xiao Wu. It sounds very strange."
"What, can you turn into Da Wu (Big Wu)? Oh, right, you are Da Wu now, but Da Wu doesn't sound good, so Xiao Wu (Little Wu) it is. Alright, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and leave. Whose fault will it be if the treatment is delayed?" Qiao Nansan blurted out.
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