120: Chapter 120: The Taiyi Divine Needle, have you heard of it?

As soon as those words were spoken,

Xiao Zhang, the young man with the buzz cut, directly sucked in a breath of cold air.

As Elder Chen's personal guard, he naturally knew about the chief's physical condition.

But this was top secret!

This young man in front of them hadn't even taken a pulse; he had just stood there and looked for a moment.

Yet he had stated the location of the shrapnel with absolute clarity!

How could this be possible!

Elder Chen's fingers clenched tightly.

He knew very well the confidentiality level of his illness.

It was absolutely impossible for the young man before him to have investigated it beforehand.

There was only one explanation.

This kid was a hidden master.

Elder Chen took a breath.

"Young man."

Elder Chen's form of address hadn't changed, but his tone was completely different.

It carried a hint of politeness.

"Since you can see it, do you have a way to treat it?"

When Elder Chen asked this, he didn't actually hold much hope.

Even the top experts in the country were at their wits' end.

What could a young man in his early twenties possibly do?

Su Yun leaned back against a stone pillar.

"I can treat it."

Su Yun's tone was flat.

It was as casual as if he were talking about what to have for lunch.

"No surgery required."

"I can discharge those fragments from your body completely intact."

The pavilion fell silent.

There was only the rustling sound of the river breeze blowing through the leaves.

Xiao Zhang's eyes widened as he stared at Su Yun.

No surgery?

Discharging the shrapnel?

Do you think this is a magic trick!

Elder Chen was also stunned.

He had lived for most of his life and seen all kinds of storms.

But Su Yun's words still felt somewhat inconceivable to him.

"No need to open my chest?" Elder Chen confirmed.

"No need," Su Yun shook his head.

"Medication?"

"No need."

"Then how will you get them out?"

"Acupuncture," Su Yun uttered two words.

Elder Chen laughed, but it was a laugh of exasperation.

"Young man, I admit you have a good eye to see the root of my illness."

"But aren't you overextending yourself with those words?"

"Acupuncture can suck iron lumps out of flesh?"

"Do you think you're a magnet?"

Su Yun also smiled.

"Elder, just because you haven't seen the mysteries of Chinese medicine doesn't mean they don't exist."

"Taiyi Divine Needles, ever heard of it?"

Elder Chen's brow furrowed.

He had indeed heard that name.

Years ago, he knew a Master of National Medicine who had mentioned this lost secret technique to him.

It was said to be able to bring the dead back to life.

But that master had also said that the inheritance of this craft had long been broken.

"You know the Taiyi Divine Needles?" Elder Chen stared at Su Yun.

"I know a little bit," Su Yun said modestly.

Elder Chen's finger tapped on the stone table.

He was weighing his options.

This kid's appearance was too bizarre, but every word he said hit the mark.

The hospital had already given him a death sentence anyway.

Treat a dead horse as if it were alive?

Elder Chen stopped his tapping finger.

"Fine."

Elder Chen looked at Su Yun.

"Since you dare to say this, it proves you have confidence."

"Speak."

"What reward do you require?"

Elder Chen was a straightforward man.

Since it was a transaction, the conditions should be laid out on the table.

He didn't believe there was such a thing as a free lunch in this world.

Especially for a life-saving favor.

Su Yun was waiting for exactly those words.

He sat up straight.

"I want to establish a private charitable Foundation."

Su Yun looked at Elder Chen.

"A full set of legal procedures."

"And, I want to bypass all the tedious approval processes."

"I want the documents in my hands as quickly as possible."

Su Yun knew that setting up this kind of private charitable Foundation in the country involved extremely cumbersome procedures.

Just the various qualification reviews, capital verification, and background checks could drag on for half a year.

He couldn't afford to wait.

He currently had over ten million in donations in his hands, and he had to spend it as soon as possible to exchange for merit points.

This old man in front of him even had a personal guard carrying a gun.

His status was definitely extraordinary.

This small matter was likely just a single sentence for him.

Elder Chen didn't agree immediately after hearing Su Yun's conditions.

He looked at Su Yun with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Establish a charitable Foundation?"

Elder Chen was somewhat surprised.

He had thought Su Yun would want money, a house, or even an official position.

Instead, he actually wanted to set up an organization for doing good deeds.

"What are you after?" Elder Chen asked.

"Peace of mind," Su Yun casually made up a reason.

"The waters in current charitable organizations are too deep."

"With my own money, I want to be the one to decide, to send it directly into the hands of those in need."

Elder Chen gave Su Yun a deep look.

He didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

Elder Chen reached out and swept all the pieces on the chessboard to the side.

"Xiao Zhang, set up the board again."

Xiao Zhang, the young man with the buzz cut, was stunned for a moment.

What time is it, and he still wants to play chess?

But he didn't dare disobey the order and quickly stepped forward, setting the pieces one by one.

The Chu River and Han Border were clearly defined.

Elder Chen placed the red 'General' right in the center.

He pointed at the black pieces opposite him.

"Play a few rounds with me."

Elder Chen looked at Su Yun.

"Beat me, and I'll agree to your condition."

Su Yun raised an eyebrow; this old man was quite interesting.

Was he testing his character? Or was it just a pure addiction to chess?

It didn't matter; he had nothing else to do today anyway.

Su Yun pulled over the black 'General'.

"Elder, let's agree beforehand: I won't go easy on my elders when playing chess."

Elder Chen gave a cold snort.

"What boastful words."

"Central Cannon!"

Elder Chen pushed the red cannon directly to the middle lane.

Su Yun was not polite at all.

"Develop the Knight."

The two of them began their battle in the riverside pavilion.

The first game.

It ended in ten minutes.

Su Yun used a double-chariot checkmate, trapping Elder Chen's red General in the corner.

"Checkmate," Su Yun clapped his hands.

Elder Chen's face was a bit dark.

"Again!"

The second game.

Fifteen minutes.

Su Yun used a knight-behind-cannon move for another checkmate.

"Elder, thank you for the game," Su Yun said with a smile.

Elder Chen's breathing became a bit heavier.

"Xiao Zhang! Get me a glass of water!"

After taking a sip of water, Elder Chen gritted his teeth.

"Again!"

The third game.

The fourth game.

The fifth game.

For an entire morning, the sun rose until it was directly overhead.

Su Yun won eight games in a row.

Every game was a clean and decisive checkmate.

Elder Chen hadn't won once, and his face was now as black as the bottom of a pot.

Su Yun checked his watch; it was almost twelve o'clock, and he was getting hungry.

"Elder, it's getting late."

Su Yun stood up.

"It's lunchtime, I have to go eat."

"As for that matter, contact me whenever you've considered it."

Su Yun turned to leave.

"Stop right there!"

Elder Chen slammed his palm on the stone table, making the chess pieces jump and clatter.

The old man stood up and grabbed Su Yun's arm.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Elder Chen glared at him.

"You want to run after winning eight games in a row?"

"No way!"

"If you don't let me win a game today, you're not going anywhere!"

Su Yun was speechless; this old man was actually being a sore loser.

"Elder, your sportsmanship isn't very good," Su Yun complained.

"Cut the crap!"

Elder Chen pushed Su Yun back onto the stone stool.

"Xiao Zhang! Go buy two boxed lunches!"

"We're eating here today!"

"We'll keep playing after we eat!"

Xiao Zhang ran off to buy food with a bitter smile on his face.

Su Yun looked at Elder Chen, who was sitting opposite him with his beard bristling and eyes glaring, and sighed.

This old man really had a stubborn temper.

He absolutely wouldn't let him go without winning once.