Kidney transplant

Qiu Chen watched Chu Xinghe give a morbid smile.

He swallowed.

This kid isn't going to eat people, is he?

"My Lord, have you ever injured your waist?"

Qiu Chen was stunned.

Isn't it normal for Cultivators to get injured?

Does that also matter?

"Yes."

Chu Xinghe nodded.

"I finally know where the problem lies. My Lord's waist injury makes it difficult for kidney essence to be retained, and it integrates into the body as the Cultivation Technique circulates.

In other words, My Lord Cultivates by consuming his own kidney essence."

Qiu Chen was stunned.

Is that true?

He felt nothing strange when he Cultivated.

What this kid said didn't sound fake.

"Can it be treated?"

Chu Xinghe nodded, with a hint of arrogance.

"Others can't treat it, but I definitely can."

Hearing this, Qiu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"What should I do?"

As Qiu Chen asked this question, he noticed Chu Xinghe's expression grew even more arrogant.

"My Lord, have you heard of a kidney transplant?"

Qiu Chen: ????

"That's right, a kidney transplant. My Lord's two kidneys already have problems and will hinder your Cultivation.

My Lord, do you often experience tinnitus, occasional weakness in your legs, and even foamy, yellowish urine?"

Qiu Chen was stunned. He hadn't paid attention before.

He didn't expect Chu Xinghe to be completely accurate.

"I know My Lord doesn't believe what I say, so I naturally have a way to make My Lord believe."

Qiu Chen looked at the confident Chu Xinghe, and his heart gradually grew cautious.

"What do I need to do?"

"My Lord, please lend me your silver needles."

Qiu Chen took out the silver needles.

Chu Xinghe came behind Qiu Chen.

"My Lord, bear with it."

Chu Xinghe inserted the needles into the Acupoints.

"My Lord, try circulating your Cultivation Technique."

Qiu Chen circulated his Cultivation Technique.

A part of his mind noticed his back.

He indeed found that vital Qi was dissipating from his kidneys.

He was so scared that he dared not Cultivate anymore.

He opened his eyes.

Chu Xinghe pulled out the silver needles.

"My Lord, try it."

Qiu Chen Cultivated and found he couldn't see anything.

Qiu Chen's hands and feet were cold.

"My Lord, if you don't believe me, you can try it."

Chu Xinghe began to insert needles.

"My Lord can continue to experiment. I have found the root cause. Go and try it."

Chu Xinghe sat down.

Qiu Chen narrowed his eyes.

He turned and left.

Soon, sounds echoed in the room.

"My Lord, you are too amazing, truly too amazing."

"My Lord, I truly love you so much."

After more than ten minutes.

Qiu Chen walked out, his complexion rosy.

This is a divine doctor!

He found Chu Xinghe deep in thought.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"My Lord can just call me Chu Xinghe."

"Then I'll call you Brother Xinghe. You mentioned a kidney transplant just now?"

Chu Xinghe nodded.

"What I did just now was merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause. The human body is the most mysterious thing, and our Cultivation is the process of unearthing the body's Treasure Trove.

My Lord's current kidneys are like funnels; they cannot retain vital Qi.

Even Cultivation will be affected. My Lord, do you have an enemy who would resort to such a method of revenge?

If you continue to Cultivate, My Lord's strength will not increase; it will gradually decline until death."

As soon as Chu Xinghe finished speaking.

A huge chill rose throughout the room.

"Feng Chao, damn your grandmother, I'm not done with you!"

He said that for so many years, after consuming so many Medicinal Pills, why hadn't his strength improved?

And that ability of his was also getting worse.

After Qiu Chen vented, he looked at Chu Xinghe.

"The kidney transplant you mentioned earlier?"

Chu Xinghe nodded, his eyes burning with eagerness.

"My Lord, you don't know, when I first invented this method..."

Qiu Chen rubbed his temples. Chu Xinghe had been babbling for two hours.

His eyes were full of confidence in his method.

Especially when he said he had treated tens of thousands of people.

Qiu Chen could see the pride and confidence in Chu Xinghe's eyes.

"Brother Xinghe is truly amazing, I admire you, I admire you. To come up with such a method at such a young age."

Chu Xinghe tilted his head back.

Qiu Chen almost wanted to find a rope and hang him by the neck.

"Then if I want a transplant, what do I need?"

Chu Xinghe retracted his gaze.

"A kidney transplant is not something to be taken lightly. It's not as simple as finding a random person; it involves Meridians and Bloodline."

Qiu Chen found it interesting: "Continue."

"My Lord, everyone's Bloodline is different, and different Bloodlines will produce resistance.

This is completely different from refining the essence blood of a strong person. Everyone's Bloodline has its own unique power.

Many people don't notice it, but I have experimented and progressed step by step. This is my most valuable discovery."

As Chu Xinghe's explanation grew more profound.

Qiu Chen became more and more convinced.

"As long as you successfully help me with the transplant, I can let you Cultivate with me."

Chu Xinghe shook his head: "After I cure you, can you get me some people to research?"

Qiu Chen was stunned.

Now he seriously suspected that

Chu Xinghe was being hunted down for his research, which was too inhumane, and that's why he came here.

And this feeling grew stronger and stronger.

"Okay!"

Chu Xinghe began to direct everything.

"For the next three days, I will give you acupuncture, and you shouldn't do those things. I will check these people to see who is similar to My Lord.

However, this kidney transplant requires enduring pain; the kidney needs to be surgically removed, and My Lord might feel pain."

Qiu Chen waved his hand.

Next, Chu Xinghe took a drop of Qiu Chen's blood.

Then he walked to the others, taking a drop of blood from each person.

"My Lord, lend me some strength."

Qiu Chen nodded.

He channeled Spiritual Qi into Chu Xinghe's body.

Chu Xinghe used this power.

His hands constantly waved.

Soon.

The deep-seated Qi of the two drops of blood were identical.

They even resonated with each other.

Qiu Chen's eyes also showed disbelief.

How did this kid do it?

Chu Xinghe pointed to a cell door.

"My Lord, it's that person!"

Qiu Chen nodded.

As Chu Xinghe arranged various matters.

Qiu Chen became more and more convinced.

Besides, if this kid really wanted to do something,

he could instantly kill Chu Xinghe.

Just like that, three days passed.

Qiu Chen lay on the table.

He was inevitably a little nervous.

Additionally, with the Formation here, only he could activate it.

He didn't believe Chu Xinghe could cause any trouble.

"My Lord, I'm about to begin."

"Come on!"

"My Lord, then bear with it, it will hurt a bit."

"Hurry up and start, hurry up and finish."

"Okay!"

"Ah!"

A scream sent shivers down many people's spines.

Especially the four people who were with Chu Xinghe.

They stared at each other.

Chu Xinghe cut open Qiu Chen's back.

The two kidneys finally appeared.

They emitted light.

Chu Xinghe made no other movements.

He began to operate with Qiu Chen's specially made knife.

Immediately after, the burial dao coffin appeared in his mind.

Before Qiu Chen could react, he was directly put inside.

After Chu Xinghe finished, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone else was stunned.

They stared blankly at Chu Xinghe.

Formations were everywhere here.

How did Chu Xinghe do it?

That bit of power was naturally lent to him by Qiu Chen.

He manipulated the burial dao coffin to take him in.

The power within his body was also gone.