Wu Shiyin felt a bit helpless; this elder just loved calling him "Xiao Wu." He had called him that since he was a child and still did now.
However, he couldn't delay Yang Xiaokun's treatment. Wu Shiyin wisely left the room, leaving only Qiao Nansan and Yang Xiaokun inside.
"Your injury must be treated as soon as possible. If it goes beyond a week, it will truly be beyond cure." Qiao Nansan turned and took out his box from the side. When he opened it, there was a complete set of silver needle equipment, along with some things Yang Xiaokun had never seen before.
"Senior, just go ahead. Anyway, there's no better solution right now," Yang Xiaokun nodded.
"Go ahead we must. As for the final outcome, I can't guarantee it, but I can promise that even if it fails, it will save your life," Qiao Nansan said, stroking his goatee.
"Then... let's do it," Yang Xiaokun's heart was pounding, but at this point, this was his only choice.
Qiao Nansan didn't waste words. After taking out the silver needles, he sterilized them with alcohol for a while, then began feeling the Nether Hole on Yang Xiaokun's body with his hand. After a moment, he suddenly inserted a needle.
Yang Xiaokun could only clench his teeth and endure the pain. Qiao Nansan continued inserting silver needles one by one around Yang Xiaokun's Nether Hole, forming a circle. Then he looked at Yang Xiaokun and said, "Bear with it. Right now, I need to block the spread of the Nether Hole before I can begin treatment."
"I can bear it," Yang Xiaokun said through gritted teeth.
"Good, young man, you have backbone! Then I'll begin!" Qiao Nansan started taking out silver needles one after another, inserting them all over Yang Xiaokun's body. However, compared to the needles in the Nether Hole, the needles in other parts of Yang Xiaokun's body didn't hurt as much.
An hour later, Qiao Nansan sighed, wiped the sweat from his brow, and looked at Yang Xiaokun with satisfaction. At this moment, Yang Xiaokun was covered in silver needles from head to toe. Treating this kind of injury required starting with the whole body, first blocking the Nether Hole to prevent its spread.
Next was to mobilize the essence of Qi from other parts of the body to stabilize it, causing the spread of the Nether Hole to contract. Basically, half of Yang Xiaokun's body was covered in purple lines, which meant the spread of the Nether Hole was already very serious. When these purple lines spread throughout his entire body, it would truly be beyond saving.
"Now, immediately channel your Quirk to the location of the Nether Hole. Remember, I'm telling you to channel, not to release, but to mobilize the Quirk's original source within your body, understand?" Qiao Nansan, fearing Yang Xiaokun wouldn't understand, directly explained, "Before activating a Quirk, the Quirk's original source always exists within the body. Without this source, there is no Quirk. So, you only need to concentrate and mobilize the source to the location of the Nether Hole to achieve a counteracting effect."
"I understand." Yang Xiaokun's Holy Light ability was inherently a source. At this moment, he immediately covered the Nether Hole with Holy Light. A warm glow flowed in, making him feel exceptionally relaxed.
Now he could even feel his body gradually moving towards health. Compared to before, how much better was it?
Yang Xiaokun was in a good mood. He had thought his life was over, but now it seemed there was still a possibility of recovery.
"How do you feel?" Qiao Nansan asked Yang Xiaokun.
"I feel a warm sensation in the Nether Hole area, and the previous pain has significantly decreased. Perhaps it's related to Senior's silver needles," Yang Xiaokun said with a smile. He had been grim-faced for several days; this was the first time he had smiled.
When his heart relaxed a little, his expression naturally became more animated.
Qiao Nansan was silent for a moment before saying, "If you feel a warm sensation, it means your Quirk's preventive effect against the spread of the Nether Hole is much better. The silver needles are only an auxiliary measure, ensuring your Nether Hole doesn't continue to spread."
"Then, Senior, if my injury continues to be treated like this, approximately how long will it take to recover to its peak?" Yang Xiaokun was most concerned about this question. He needed to know how much longer it would take for him to recover. This was not the time to rest.
Zheng Yingshan alone had almost killed him. What about the other two Transmigrators besides Zheng Yingshan? Would they be even stronger?
Before knowing the Quirks of the other Transmigrators, he had to improve his strength, otherwise, another severe injury might truly kill him.
"Don't get happy too soon. Today is just to temporarily get your injury moving in a positive direction. As for how long it will take to recover, that depends on you. Generally, with this kind of injury, for others, there would probably be no hope of survival, at most, they would die two years later. You're lucky."
Qiao Nansan stood up and looked at Yang Xiaokun, who was covered in silver needles, saying, "The silver needles need to stay in for four hours. Just lie there. I'll be back when the time is up."
"Thank you, Senior!" Yang Xiaokun sincerely thanked the old man in front of him this time, otherwise, relying solely on his Quirk would have been very difficult to sustain.
"Don't thank me so quickly. I don't treat for free. When your injury heals, Poshi House will pay me for the treatment and conditioning these days. You can slowly repay them at Poshi House then," Qiao Nansan chuckled, then turned and left the room.
Yang Xiaokun was a bit speechless. He had been very grateful to Qiao Nansan, but now that he had said such a thing, Qiao Nansan's image in Yang Xiaokun's mind instantly changed.
But ultimately, without Qiao Nansan, he might truly not have been able to hold on.
Time passed quickly. Four hours flew by. After Qiao Nansan came in and removed the silver needles from Yang Xiaokun's body, he looked at Yang Xiaokun and said, "I'll be staying here for this period. You can ask me about any discomfort or problems you have."
Yang Xiaokun nodded. After Qiao Nansan left, Wu Shiyin and the others came in. Seeing a smile on Yang Xiaokun's face, Wu Shiyin asked with a smile, "It seems Senior Qiao's treatment was effective?"
"Yes, I now feel my body is no longer deteriorating; instead, it's starting to improve," Yang Xiaokun said with a slight smile. No matter what, Wu Shiyin was looking out for his health.
"It's good that you're getting better. Rest assured and recuperate during this time. After your injury heals, I expect to send you to the front lines for training, otherwise, I truly wouldn't be at ease with you as you are." Wu Shiyin planned to focus on cultivating Yang Xiaokun after his injury healed. Ji Xinba had already told him that Yang Xiaokun, this young man, had great potential.
"Even if you didn't say it, I would still train myself. After experiencing this, I've realized that there are always people better than you, and there's always a higher heaven," Yang Xiaokun nodded.
"I didn't realize you had such a day of reflection?" Himiko Toga said from behind. She was also happy to see Yang Xiaokun's condition improving.
"Thank you, Toga," Yang Xiaokun said, expressing his gratitude.
"Why are you thanking me? I didn't do anything." Suddenly being thanked by Yang Xiaokun, her face flushed, and she hurriedly ran out.
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