Chapter 32: Initial Cancer Treatment

However, not all doctors looked down on Zhou Chen. One foreign doctor stood up to speak for him.

"You cannot say that. The Yanhuang region has suffered immense hardships in modern times, and much of the heritage of traditional Chinese medicine has been lost. While the barrier to entry for traditional Chinese medicine is high, its potential is also high. A truly outstanding practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine is certainly superior to Western medicine in their clinical skills," the foreign doctor remarked with an objective assessment.

This earned a look of respect from Zhou Chen.

The man was a foreigner over fifty years of age, with fair skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes.

For a foreign doctor to admit that traditional Chinese medicine could be superior to Western medicine showed his open-mindedness; his medical ethics were surely beyond reproach.

Appreciation was one thing, but Zhou Chen had no intention of befriending him. He had come here merely to test the capabilities of his disease-eating insects. Discussing medical theory with these people was a complete waste of time.

"I will examine the patient's condition. If I can save him, I will treat him; if not, I will leave."

With that, Zhou Chen walked to the bedside.

Cai Tianze, the head of the Cai family, was not unconscious and had witnessed everything. Although he had never met Zhou Chen before, he deduced the young man’s identity from Cai Junmao's introduction. He sighed, having not expected to encounter someone from the Zhou family after all.

He held no hope for Zhou Chen’s medical skills. After all, even if Zhou Chen’s grandfather were here in person, curing his own cancer would be a delusional fantasy. His gaze drifted away; he did not want anyone from the Zhou family to see him in his current, wretched state. Cai Tianze’s body was covered in numerous tumors and fleshy growths, making him look hideous and repulsive. Had it not been for these growths, he would have been a handsome middle-aged man.

Zhou Chen had no desire to greet him either; there was no point in offering warmth to someone who would only offer a cold shoulder. Even if the disease-eating insects could devour the cancer cells, Zhou Chen would not cure Cai Tianze completely. He would not easily save the life of someone who had harmed his father.

Zhou Chen took Cai Tianze’s pulse while simultaneously releasing his spiritual sense to scan his body. After confirming the areas where the cancer cells were concentrated, he released several microscopic disease-eating insects.

The mouths of these insects resembled miniature, black toilet plungers. They could emit a unique suction force, specifically designed to absorb various viruses and diseases. Three of these larval insects flew from Cai Tianze's nose into his body, settling in the cervical spine.

The cervical spine contained the highest density of nerve endings. The fact that these doctors had managed to suppress the growth of the tumors at all was already quite impressive. The cervical spine was the source of the neurofibromas, teeming with a vast number of cancer cells. The three insects began to enjoy a gluttonous feast, as if they were submerged in an ocean of delicacies.

To keep up appearances, Zhou Chen walked over to an elderly traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. "May I borrow your acupuncture needles?"

The elderly practitioner snorted but did not refuse. "I would like to see what kind of trick a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you can pull off!"

Zhou Chen had Cai Tianze lie flat on the bed and began the acupuncture. Seeing this, the top specialists in traditional Chinese medicine immediately tried to stop him. "Are you insane? How can you perform full-body acupuncture without removing his clothes? Do you mean to tell me that, young as you are, you can locate the acupoints through his clothing?"

Acupuncture needles come in various thicknesses. The fine ones are suitable for superficial acupoints, such as those near the temples, while thicker ones—looking much like steel needles—are used for well-muscled areas like the buttocks.

Cai Yameng’s beautiful eyes were filled with worry as she watched such a thick needle pierce her father’s body. Guo Yuan began to make a scene again: "Oh, such a long needle! Are you trying to kill him? Do you even know how to practice medicine?"

"Cai Yameng, look at the mess you’ve made! Who is this person you’ve brought here? How skilled can a mere youth be? If you kill your father, can you bear the responsibility?"

Her voice was shrill and grating, causing the other doctors, who understood the risks of acupuncture, to flinch.

"Hush, do not disturb the practitioner!"

Had they not been wary of Guo Yuan’s status as the mistress of the Cai family, they would have started cursing already. By now, these practitioners had begun to notice the brilliance of Zhou Chen’s technique. He was moving with extreme speed, and each needle pierced the acupoints with pinpoint accuracy. They had no idea what style of acupuncture he was using, only that it was incredibly profound and mysterious.

"What technique is this? It is so perfectly attuned to the human body; it is infinitely ingenious!"

"Could it be some lost secret tradition of acupuncture?"

"Are you suggesting the 'Thirteen Ghost Gates' or the 'Taiyi Divine Needles'?"

Listening to the amazed murmurs of the doctors, a glimmer of hope sparked in Cai Yameng’s eyes. Moreover, as the treatment progressed, Cai Tianze’s complexion indeed showed slight improvement.

Only the members of Cai Junmao’s faction looked grim. If Cai Tianze were truly cured by this brat’s blind luck, they would have no hope of staging a comeback. Cai Junmao gave Guo Yuan a look, and she understood immediately.

"Why are you all just standing there watching? This brat clearly doesn't know anything about medicine; he’s a fraud!" She lunged toward Zhou Chen, shouting, "Stop at once! He is my husband; I will not allow you to harm him!"

The Cai family members did not intervene, and the doctors certainly would not stop her. Cai Yameng tried to restrain Guo Yuan, but she broke free. In the end, it was the foreign doctor who had stood up for Zhou Chen earlier who intervened, grabbing both of Guo Yuan’s hands to prevent her from approaching.

"You mad woman, are you trying to kill your husband?" He cared only for the patient’s safety and was completely indifferent to Guo Yuan’s status.

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Guo Yuan struggled violently. Cai Yameng finally reacted, pulling her back and holding her tightly.

Soon, Cai Tianze was covered in silver needles. Zhou Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead. This secret acupuncture technique was not something his grandfather had taught him; it was a brand-new method he had devised based on the human acupoint charts in the *Taiji Creation Manual*. It was in harmony with the origin of the human body, containing the infinite mysteries of the human treasure trove.

The technique he had just performed could stimulate the patient’s life force. If Zhou Chen possessed spiritual energy, he could use it as a guide to circulate through the patient’s body, allowing them to enter a brief state of cultivation. In other words, he could grant an ordinary person the abilities of a cultivator for a short period. Once he reached that level, he could cure cancer even without the disease-eating insects.

After all, cancer cells are, to put it bluntly, a form of malignant evolution within the human body. A mortal body cannot withstand this; the evolution consumes life force and eventually leads to death. This is because cancer cells are stronger than other cells and consume them, converting them into more cancer cells. If a mortal could briefly possess the abilities of a cultivator, their cells would surpass the strength of the cancer cells, in turn consuming them and converting the cancer into beneficial energy through the circulation of the body's systems.

However, Zhou Chen would not bother with such a thankless task. It was better to use the disease-eating insects to devour the cancer and convert it into energy that he himself could absorb and refine.

About fifteen minutes later, one-third of the cancer cells in Cai Tianze’s body had been consumed. The hideous tumors and growths on his body showed clear signs of receding. Zhou Chen checked his phone; it was already 11:00, and he had an appointment to eat with Gu Zhaoyue.

He withdrew the insects. As for the silver needles, he instructed the elderly practitioner to remove them all after half an hour, or the patient’s life force would be overdrawn.

"Alright, I have other matters to attend to. I’m leaving." With that, Zhou Chen turned and walked out of the room.

"Zhou Chen, wait! What about the follow-up treatment?"