9: Chapter 9 Wang Yanbing's Unknown Secrets

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much."

Wang Yanbing's face was twisted in extreme pain.

Suddenly, a hand patted Wang Yanbing on the shoulder, giving him a start. He quickly looked at the person, only to find it was Yang Han.

Wang Yanbing's expression returned to normal. He couldn't let others discover the secret of his kidney deficiency; this concerned a man's dignity and had to be hidden.

"What do you want?" Wang Yanbing asked, his tone unfriendly, with a hint of keeping people at a distance.

In his eyes, Yang Han was someone he needed to surpass, and he didn't want to interact with him too much.

"Looking at you, your body doesn't seem to be doing too well."

Yang Han was very curious. Just now, Wang Yanbing had looked like he was in labor, in extreme pain, which had shocked Yang Han. What kind of pain could make Wang Yanbing's face look like that?

"What the hell, my body is perfectly fine, stop talking nonsense!" Wang Yanbing said rudely.

Yang Han chuckled and, with lightning speed, touched Wang Yanbing's waist. With a cry of "Ouch," Wang Yanbing immediately broke out in a cold sweat, his teeth chattering.

Yang Han's expression gradually turned serious. It was this serious? Just touching his waist caused this?

"This is a bit serious," Yang Han said in surprise.

Wang Yanbing growled, "You damn bastard, you caused me so much pain, I'm going to settle this with you..."

However, he was currently curled up, looking very fragile. Yang Han chuckled; the idea that he could settle anything with him in this state was simply laughable.

Suddenly, something occurred to Yang Han.

Wang Yanbing's state was likely related to training, which had caused his body to develop problems.

This was serious!

But since the problem was in his lower back, perhaps his pride had kept him going, not wanting to be discovered.

A thought suddenly appeared in Yang Han's mind.

On his attribute panel, there was one skill he had always kept an eye on.

That was the Medical Skill.

Yang Han felt that on the battlefield, the role of a medic was immense. If he could master the Medical Skill, it would be highly beneficial for both himself and his comrades.

Wang Yanbing's pained appearance gave him an idea...

"System, upgrade my Medical Skill to level 3!"

"Ding, upgrade successful. Current Medical Skill: Lv3 (0/300)! Remaining emotion points: 930!"

After the Medical Skill reached level 3, a vast amount of information flooded his mind regarding the human body, pharmacology, and most notably, theories of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

He then looked at Wang Yanbing, and a corresponding solution immediately appeared in his mind.

"Hiss, is this Medical Skill this awesome? I can just look at him once and know exactly what to do..."

Yang Han was secretly shocked.

He said, "Wang Yanbing, I can treat your lower back pain now."

As soon as he said this, Wang Yanbing suddenly looked up!

To be honest, for the past few days, he had been tortured by the back pain to the point of wanting to die—really wanting to die. Wang Yanbing was a person with a fierce and stubborn personality, capable of enduring great hardship!

But this back pain was truly unbearable!

Now, hearing that it could be treated, he became excited. However, seeing that it was Yang Han, he gave a cold laugh: "What kind of nonsense are you spouting? You can treat my back pain?! I can't go to the hospital. If I go, I don't know how many days I'll be lying in bed. My training will be ruined, and what will I do about my New Recruit Company assessment?!"

At this point, his tone became heavy. Yang Han felt a stir in his heart; as expected, the reason Wang Yanbing was persevering was for the New Recruit Company assessment.

Indeed, that was very important to many people.

Wang Yanbing was very competitive. If he couldn't achieve his desired ranking in the recruit assessment, it would be a huge blow to him.

Yang Han smiled: "Who said anything about going to the hospital?"

"Are you joking? Going to the hospital for such a minor ailment? If you go to the hospital, the doctor will just tell you to lie down, put you on an IV drip, and make you lie there for half a month—it's useless!"

"My method, of course, doesn't require you to go to the hospital."

Wang Yanbing was a bit confused upon hearing this and couldn't help but say: "Are you serious? You don't look like someone who knows medicine!"

"You can't judge a book by its cover."

Yang Han said casually: "I'm just asking if you want to be treated or not!"

He had two reasons for offering to treat Wang Yanbing. First, he was a comrade; how could he not help a comrade in need?

Second, if he could successfully treat Wang Yanbing, he would surely gain many emotion points, which was something Yang Han needed.

Yang Han also needed to test whether his method would be effective.

Wang Yanbing, holding onto the idea of treating a dead horse as if it were alive, said skeptically: "Can you really cure my back pain?! If you can cure it, I'll give you... I'll give you two months' salary!"

Yang Han waved his hand: "Forget it, what is that little salary of yours good for? We're all comrades; it's nothing to treat you."

"Since that's the case, just listen to me from now on."

Wang Yanbing nodded heavily, though there was still a look of doubt in his eyes.

After all, Yang Han was so young; the possibility of him being able to treat such severe back pain was very small.

"Stand up."

Under Yang Han's direction, Wang Yanbing had no choice but to stand up, turning his back to Yang Han.

Yang Han took a deep breath, and the method emerged in his mind. This was a method that had automatically appeared after his Medical Skill reached level 3.

It was a nearly lost ancient Traditional Chinese Medicine massage technique!

Wang Yanbing's back pain was, simply put, caused by accumulated blood stasis. If it wasn't cleared, his lumbar muscles could be ruined. The situation wasn't super serious, but it was serious enough.

"Smack!"

Yang Han's palm immediately struck Wang Yanbing's waist, causing Wang Yanbing to let out an involuntary cry. It really hurt!

Then, Yang Han's palms moved like a swimming dragon, his fingers constantly tapping and pressing, flipping back and forth, shifting like shadows. The technique looked extremely professional.

Wang Yanbing grimaced, yet he noticed that the pain in his lower back seemed to be gradually decreasing...

Soon, half a minute passed.

Yang Han took his hands away, patted him, and said, "Alright, mission accomplished."

Wang Yanbing was a bit stunned: "What? That's it?"

"Whether it worked or not, can't you feel it yourself?" Yang Han asked.

Wang Yanbing hurriedly touched his waist and discovered that it really didn't hurt anymore! Before, when his waist hurt, the muscle felt like a rock, but now it had returned to normal. This was truly incredible.

Wang Yanbing was instantly shocked!

emotion points +200...

Hearing this sound, Yang Han was overjoyed. Gaining 200 at once was very worthwhile.

At the same time, it verified that his medical skills were quite advanced!

It seemed that he was likely to become an all-around Soldier King, proficient in everything.

"Holy crap, this is real, it's actually not hurting anymore?!"

Wang Yanbing was incredibly excited.

For the past few days, the back pain had tortured him to the point of wanting to die—that was no exaggeration. Several times, Wang Yanbing had almost given up, but he thought that if he went to the hospital, he would definitely miss training.

By the time he got out, he would be ruined. Wang Yanbing was unwilling to accept that, so he could only tough it out.

Now that this ailment was actually cured, how could he not be happy?

"Awesome, awesome!!"

Wang Yanbing was instantly extremely excited. Looking at Yang Han, he didn't know what to say, so he could only keep praising him.

Yang Han said very magnanimously: "Alright, we're all comrades! Don't worry about transferring that little salary of yours; it's not necessary."

Wang Yanbing blushed. That's right! He had forgotten that the Yang Han before him was a rich second-generation heir with family assets in the hundreds of millions. Would he lack his little subsidy?

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Wang Yanbing's expression was solemn as he looked at Yang Han: "If it weren't for you, I would probably be ruined!"

"Alright, go get some rest."

Yang Han said casually and walked into the dormitory.

Wang Yanbing also stood up, feeling grateful and admiring Yang Han from the bottom of his heart. After all, this counted as a small lifesaver.

Wang Yanbing no longer had any thoughts of competing with Yang Han. This guy was simply an all-rounder; his Marksmanship was strong, his Physical Fitness was strong, and now he could even practice medicine. Too awesome.

The night passed without incident.

Time turned to the next day, and a group of new recruits was undergoing 400-meter obstacle course training.

In this training, Yang Han was still in the lead, leaving everyone in awe.

At the same time, another person performed very well, and that was Wang Yanbing.

After the treatment, Wang Yanbing was surprisingly strong in training, making even Old Hei look at him with newfound respect!

Soon, the group finished their training.

Old Hei walked over and said: "Not bad today. Your 400-meter obstacle run is barely passable, but compared to our time, it's still far off. Still too slow; you need to practice more!"

At this moment, Yang Han listened and smiled, then directly egged him on: "Squad Leader, since you're so awesome, why don't you show us? Let's see how strong you are so we can learn from you!"