<h4>Chapter 1239: Chapter 1247: The Madman Goes Berserk (2)</h4>


    Roar!


    Surrounded by a dense flurry of crossbow arrows, the madman seemed to grow enraged, letting out a loud roar towards the sky. Immediately following, his legs pushed off the ground, as if equipped with springs, and he leapt over three meters high,nding right on the rooftop of one of the houses.


    Everyone was shocked by the madman’s actions; they had never seen anyone jump so high before. Watching the madman ascend to the rooftop, Ling Chen muttered to himself that things were not going well, and hurriedly rushed towards the edge of the house’s outer wall. At that moment, a young man standing on the rooftop saw the madman closing in step by step and was scared stiff, holding a crossbow in his hand, standing there dumbfounded, as if his entire body was petrified and unable to move.


    In the blink of an eye, the madman rushed up to the man, swinging a punch towards his face. Seeing the fierce fist approaching, the man felt as though he couldn’t breathe, and instinctively closed his eyes.


    At this critical moment, the man’s body suddenly leaned back, copsing onto the ground. Before he could react, it felt as though a heavy object pressed down on him, leaving himpletely dazed.


    "Get up." Hearing a weak voice, the man hurriedly opened his eyes, only to find the madman lying on top of him, seemingly unconscious, a tranquilizer dart stuck in the madman’s body.


    Seeing the madman fall into a deep sleep, Ling Chen copsed onto the rooftop, gasping for air. Thankfully, just moments ago, he seized the opportunity while the madman’s attention was distracted by the man, and shot an arrow from under the man’s legs, hitting the madman squarely. This series of intense movements had nearly torn his body apart, especially the injury on his chest, with blood seeping through his clothes.


    Sigh! Ling Chen sighed helplessly; all the time spent recuperating was wasted.


    Soon, everyone sent Ling Chen and the madman to the clinic. Originally, the vigers wanted to send the madman back to the mountain cave where he lived, but under Ling Chen’s strong insistence, they brought the madman to the clinic instead. The vige elders, feeling uneasy, instructed the young men to stand guard outside to prevent any unexpected incidents.


    After the vigers left the clinic, Lin Han nced at the unconscious madman and asked in confusion, "Ling Chen, why did you bring him here?"


    "You’ll understand when the timees. By the way, ask the vigers to get some chains and tie up the madman’s hands and feet."


    "That’s pointless; we’ve tried it before, you..."


    Before Lin Han could finish, Ling Chen smiled confidently and said, "Trust me, I have a way to restrain him."


    Hearing this, Lin Han, although puzzled, obediently went to carry out the instructions. Not long after, a viger came to the clinic with several iron chains, binding the madman’s hands and feet to the foot of the bed. While the madman was still unconscious, Lin Han tended to Ling Chen’s wounds.


    Seeing the wound burst open on his chest, Lin Han frowned slightly and carefully cleaned the bloodstains around the wound for Ling Chen. After finishing, Lin Han bandaged the wound and gave Ling Chen two injections.


    "Feeling any better?"


    Ling Chen nodded and smiled, "Thank you!"


    "No need to thank me; we should be the ones saying thanks. If it weren’t for your help today, more people would have been injured." At this point, Lin Han looked at Ling Chen with curiosity and asked, "How did you manage to do that?"


    Ling Chen understood Lin Han’s curiosity and patted his firm arm, smiling, "I work out often, so I’m in better shape than most people." This exnation was easier for Lin Han to ept. He couldn’t possibly tell Lin Han that he was an expert on the Earthly List. For ordinary people, ’Martial Arts’ only existed hundreds of years ago; those skills of flying over rooftops and scaling walls are mere exaggerations from novels and movies, not real. If he told Lin Han the truth, she might think he was crazy.


    "No...don’t! Don’t! Let him go...let him go!"


    Suddenly, a heart-wrenching scream came from the ward. Hearing that scream, Ling Chen and Lin Han exchanged nces, their expressions changing instantly, and they hurriedly rushed to the next ward. As expected, the scream came from the madman. At this moment, the madmany on the hospital bed, his body twitching slightly, cold sweat covering his forehead, and his lips devoid of any color.


    Standing by the bedside, they could hear the muttering from his mouth.


    Seeing the madman’s pained expression, Ling Chen frowned slightly. From the madman’s behavior, he was undoubtedly severely traumatized. Moreover, that scene kept reying in his mind, haunting him like a nightmare. Because of this, the madman had such a strong reaction.


    It seemed that only by helping the madman resolve this mental knot could he possibly be restored to his old self. As that thought shed through his mind, the madman’s thrashing grew more violent. Fortunately, the chains held him in ce, preventing him from falling off the bed. Seeing that the madman was about to wake up, Ling Chen immediately asked Lin Han to prepare a set of silver needles for him.


    Lin Han, not understanding the reason, stillplied.


    With the silver needles in hand, Ling Chen hesitated not for a moment, and in no time, more than twenty needles had been inserted into the madman’s body. After finishing the acupuncture, Ling Chen took the tissue handed by Lin Han, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and gasped, "Alright, even if he goes mad, there won’t be any danger."


    "You... you know Chinese medicine?" Lin Han looked at Ling Chen, filled with surprise. Although she had been with Ling Chen during this time, she hadn’t noticed anything particrly special about him. It wasn’t until today that she realized Ling Chen was truly a hidden talent, seemingly knowledgeable about everything.


    "I’m just an amateur, nowhere near you professionals." Ling Chen smiled.


    "Are you sure he won’t harm us?"


    Ling Chen nodded confidently and said, "Don’t worry, I’m quite sure of that." Earlier, he had used the silver needles to seal the madman’s meridians, which were quite special; only martial arts practitioners knew their importance. Once these meridians were sealed, even the most skilled master would be powerless.


    Of course, Ling Chen only dared to try this when the madman was unconscious. If it were against a conscious master, this method would be useless.


    "Miss Lin, do you have any sedatives? Give him an injection." Ling Chen said, "Judging by his worn-out look, I guess he hasn’t had a good rest in ages."


    Lin Han responded and quickly went to get a syringe. After administering the injection, the medication quickly took effect, and the madman’s breathing gradually became steady, his entire body rxing. Seeing the madman fall into a deep sleep, Ling Chen turned to Lin Han and said, "Miss Lin, this is an opportunity. Help me conduct a thorough examination and see what issues there might be with his body."