C1 He was struck by lightning and crossed time and space.

In the 61st year of Hongwu, the emperor was seriously ill, and twelve orders from the palace were issued to order Magic Doctor Ye Qiao to enter the palace to treat the emperor. The orders were issued one after another, but no one was able to bring Ye Qiao back to the palace. Now, the emperor's life was at stake.

The palace was filled with grief, but in front of the bamboo house in the forest outside the city, it was a good scene.

"I am Young Master from Jade Sword Villa. I am here to invite you to treat my father."

"Doctor Ye, I am Huang Jue from Night Kill Gate. Our sect master's wife has contracted a strange disease. All the doctors in the world are helpless against it. I hope you can treat her. Here is a thousand taels of gold. Please accept it."

"Doctor Ye, I am Lee Xian from the Prince Jin's Mansion. Royal Highness's eldest son is currently suffering from a serious illness. I hope you can help him. If he can recover from his illness, Royal Highness will reward you with ten thousand gold coins!"

Together with the twelve palace officials who had specially come to issue the emperor's orders, the small path outside the forest was filled with people who came to seek treatment. These people's backgrounds were becoming more and more prominent. The reward was also getting higher and higher, but even with so many people together, they still couldn't invite Ye Qiao out. Some people were very anxious, and he wanted to take the risk and walk into the forest. However, just as he took half a step into the forest, a black smoke rose from the soles of his feet. Like the fog in the forest, it quickly wrapped around him. The black smoke finally disappeared after that person screamed.

Everyone looked and saw that the person's body had turned black and he had died.

"He's magic doctor? He didn't save people, but instead harmed people. I don't think he's magic doctor! I won't ask him to treat me anymore!"

"That's right! He may not be able to treat the patient, so he hid inside and didn't dare to come out. He is a coward!"

"People say that Ye Qiao's medical skills are very good. He can resurrect the dead. I think it's just a rumor, not a fact. Let's leave. Why don't we spend money to hire a doctor who can treat illnesses? It's better than being cheated here."

"Let's go!"

Seeing such a terrifying scene, many people began to doubt his reputation as magic doctor. They were all clamoring to leave, but just as they were about to leave, a silver needle suddenly shot out from the woods and pierced into the head of the first man who had cursed. The man opened his mouth and was about to curse, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not make a sound.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this. The man who had cursed no longer dared to curse, and the man who had said he would leave did not dare to walk again. For a moment, the path outside the woods was silent.

Right at this moment, someone in the crowd shouted, "There's someone in the fog!" The others all looked up at the forest that was filled with smoke. They saw the white fog slowly disperse and a white figure appeared in their line of sight.

"Magic Doctor Ye Qiao?"

"You are calling me?"

Before the person who spoke could shut his mouth, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He was so scared that he shouted loudly. He staggered and fell backwards.

Everyone dodged.

Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly and swept his gaze across everyone. His gaze then landed on the dead person on the ground who had been poisoned and had turned black all over.

"Doctor Ye, just now..."

"Give me back the silver needle."

Ye Qiao ignored the person who spoke and stretched out his hand towards the man who could not speak. The man could not make a sound and could not speak. He nervously pulled out the silver needle from his head and handed it back to Ye Qiao. As soon as Ye Qiao took the silver needle, the man screamed and fell to the ground. Someone beside him quietly squatted down to check the man's breath.

"He won't die. He will sleep for three days and three nights."

Ye Qiao said coldly.

The others looked at the man squatting down. The man withdrew his hand awkwardly and nodded, indicating that Ye Qiao was right. The strong man was not dead.

This way, everyone was relieved, but the unlucky man who died from poisoning...

Ye Qiao squatted down and looked from the man's feet up to his head. Without saying a word, he inserted the silver needle into the man's heart. His movements were so fast that even the young man who called himself Young Master from the Jade Sword Villa standing next to him couldn't compare with him. If Ye Qiao didn't use the needle and used the sword, perhaps the Jade Sword Villa would no longer have a place in all corners of the country.

He injected the first needle into the man's heart meridian. Ye Qiao also inserted silver needles into different acupuncture points on the man's body. In a moment, all the silver needles on the cloth bag were inserted into every part of the man's body.

After a while, the silver needle in the man's heart started to smoke.

"The poison is gone."

Suddenly, someone pointed at the man who died from the poison and shouted. Everyone noticed that black smoke was rising from the tip of each silver needle, as if it was expelling the poison gas from the man's body. In less than a moment, the poison gas had been expelled from the man's body. There was no black gas on the man's body. He had returned to his original skin color and appearance.

When the poisonous gas was all gone, the man who had no breath suddenly opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth. With a miserable scream, his whole body arched upwards, and he kept getting tense.

Not long after, that person suddenly stopped exerting force, maintaining the bow posture for a while before lying flat on the ground, breathing heavily with his eyes wide open.

"He's alive!"

"He's actually revived!"

"The dead is really saved!"

Ye Qiao ignored the noise behind him and took back all the silver needles on the man's body. He stood up and walked into the forest. Only then did the crowd wake up. They all wanted to stop Ye Qiao. But very quickly, Ye Qiao disappeared into the white smoke.

They watched helplessly as Ye Qiao left, but no one dared to take half a step into the forest. Everyone stood on the path for a while and returned to their respective places. As for the twelve officials sent by the palace to issue orders, they only dared to return to report when it was dark.

At night, a fierce wind blew outside the bamboo house. The heavy rain came with lightning.

The people who came to seek treatment finally all left. Ye Qiao was about to fall asleep when he heard a knock on the door. The knock was neither loud nor soft, but it sounded like it did not use much strength. Ye Qiao knew that it was the wild fox who wanted to come to his room to avoid the thunderstorm. Every time there was thunder and lightning in the sky, this wild fox always came to beg him to take it in.

This time, Ye Qiao did not intend to pay any attention to that wild fox. He was not a kind person to begin with. What did the death of a wild fox have to do with him? Besides, even if the wild fox was struck to death by lightning tonight, he would still be able to use silver needles to resurrect it tomorrow morning.

There was no life in this world that he could not save. It all depended on whether he was willing or not.

Ye Qiao slept peacefully amidst the knocking sounds. Just as he was feeling sleepy, the knocking on the door was suddenly loud enough to shake the sky, accompanied by the wild fox's screaming at the top of its lung. He was suddenly jolted awake, and his body was covered in a layer of cold sweat. Ye Qiao heard that the fox was still knocking on the door and howling. He was furious. He picked up the silver needle under his pillow and got off the bed. He prepared to use the silver needle to stop the fox from howling so that he could sleep.

But who would have thought that as soon as the door opened, a bolt of lightning would strike Ye Qiao's head.