Chapter 722 Silver Needle Treats Diseases

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A scream came, and Wang Nan stood up from the ground, subconsciously covering her buttocks, and screamed again, and her palms were filled with cactus thorns.

Suddenly, everything was going crazy, it was so lively!

Ning Xian'er didn't know what was going on at first, covering her delicate lips and laughing non-stop, thinking that these people must be so unlucky, they were so unlucky.

But immediately, she realized something was wrong. One person could be so unlucky, but the chance of everyone being unlucky together was smaller than winning the lottery.

Could it be Wei Feng?

Wei Feng showed a faint smile. When Ning Xianer saw this scene, she finally knew that Wei Feng did everything.

"Brother Feng, this is amazing, how did you do it?"

Wei Feng explained: "Actually, this is a small magic spell, called the Bad Luck Curse. If used properly, the user will have bad luck one after another within a day."

"It also depends on the skill of the caster. It's not difficult to injure him in a minor case or to die accidentally in a serious case."

However, Wei Feng did not kill anyone, he just made these guys miserable for a few hours.

In fact, Wei Feng has used this kind of magic before. He used it during his last trip to the island in the middle of the lake with Chen Meiyue. However, Wei Feng's realm was still relatively low at that time and he still used Talisman and Seal. As for now,

Wei Feng only had to cast a spell casually to do it.

"Wow, it's amazing, Brother Feng, you are so awesome." Ning Xian'er's eyes were filled with little stars, and her admiration for Wei Feng was like a torrential river, endless.

Wei Feng tapped her little head and said, "Girls, be more reserved and don't talk about being awesome."

Ning Xianer stuck out her sweet tongue and burst into laughter.

Wang Nan, Fatty Xin and others left in embarrassment, no longer daring to stay in the antique shop.

After walking outside, the situation got a little better. Fatty Xin gritted his teeth and said:

"Brother Nan, this antique shop is so evil. It seems like someone has cast a spell on it. We must be so unlucky."

Wang Nan narrowed his eyes slightly, his face gloomy.

"This time it's easier for them! Let's go!"

"Brother Nan, what should we do about that little girl Ning Xian'er?"

"Hmph, I will never let go of the woman I want to get. Find a way to fish out Ning Xian'er! Then find an opportunity to cook the rice before you make it. I don't think she will ever do it!"

Fatty Xin showed a look of astonishment and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Nan still has more ideas, but what should I do if this little girl doesn't come out? Moreover, this little girl either lives in the antique shop every day, or is picked up and dropped off by her father, so it's hard to start.

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"Hey, are you an idiot? Why do you want to rob someone? Do you know that you are breaking the law?"

Wang Nan slapped her in the face and said in a cold voice: "Find friends around Ning Xianer and ask her to ask friends she trusts to ask her out. This season is perfect for autumn outings. Do you understand?"

Fatty Xin covered his face and suddenly realized, "Hahaha, I understand, the wilderness, and then...hehehe, okay, Brother Nan, you go home first, leave this matter to me."

"Go back to this shitty home and go to the hospital! My butt is bleeding."

As he was talking, a truck came speeding by, and there happened to be a pool of water on the ground. With a pop, the yellow water splashed all over several people.

Embarrassed!

"Damn it, you don't have eyes, you're so numb!"

Wang Nan yelled angrily.

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Wei Feng didn't stay in the antique shop for long. Soon he received a text message from Liu Yun, asking him to go to a restaurant in Jiangnan Central Plaza.

After saying goodbye to Ning Xianer, Wei Feng drove his Porsche to the Central Square.

Central Plaza is a large shopping mall located in a prime location in the center of Jiangnan City. There are high-end restaurants and various luxury brands inside the mall.

All the people coming in and out are wealthy people, and celebrities from all walks of life are coming and going.

Wei Feng parked the car casually and walked in.

But as soon as I entered, I heard the female announcer's voice coming from the radio.

"Emergency notice, emergency notice, are there any customers in the mall who are doctors? Please rush to the north gate of the mall immediately. There is a patient who needs emergency treatment."

"I repeat, urgent notice. Are there any customers in the mall who are doctors? Please rush to the north gate of the mall immediately. There are urgently ill patients who need rescue."

The female announcer's voice kept coming from the radio, echoing throughout the mall, with anxiety in her voice.

Wei Feng looked up and happened to see the sign. Aren't he at the north gate of the mall?

Wei Feng scanned around and found a group of people gathered outside a Gucci store in the north gate, peering in.

At this time, among the crowd, there was an old lady in her sixties or seventies, with almost white hair, lying on the ground, her face as white as paper, unconscious, and her lips were purple.

"Excuse me, everyone, I'm a doctor, let me see what's going on?"

At this moment, an old man in his fifties, with gray hair, energetic and rosy face, tried to squeeze in.

As soon as everyone heard that there was a doctor, they didn't dare to delay and hurriedly made way for them.

The old man with red light squatted down, checked the old lady's condition, looked at his eyelids, opened the patient's mouth and looked at the tongue coating, and then put his hand on the old lady's pulse.

It is not difficult to see that the old man's operating techniques are clearly that of a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

The old man Hongguang frowned slightly and said: "Everyone, please spread out. The air is not circulating, which will have a great impact on the patient. Don't look at it. It's important to save lives."

The crowd consciously dispersed, but they still formed a circle. From a small circle, it turned into a large circle. The crowd watched with interest and watched from a distance.

The old man decisively took out a bag of silver needles from his tunic suit, opened it, and spread it on the ground.

The silver needles were shining brightly and flashed in everyone's eyes one by one.

The old man Hongguang seemed very confident. He proudly took out a silver needle, held it in his hand, pressed it gently on the patient's Naoren point, and then inserted it. As the silver needle penetrated deeper, after a while,

, almost the entire length was not inserted.

"I'll go, it's too scary, the whole silver needle has gone in, can the person still live?"

"This shouldn't be inserted into the brain. If you stir it up again, it won't be a tofu brain."

"You know nothing. This is called Chinese medicine. Do you understand Chinese medicine?"

"don't know."

Chinese traditional medicine has a long history, and the technique of silver needles has impressed the past and the present.

However, due to the continuous wars in modern times, coupled with the dethronement of hundreds of schools of thought and the sole respect for the orders of Western medicine, many people have heard of silver needles, but not many people have actually seen silver needles.

Especially in today's world, where Western medicine is so popular, Chinese medicine is in danger.

However, the old man's hand did not stop, and he confidently picked up the silver needles one by one again. As his fingers turned, several silver needles were pierced into the patient's head.

Naoren point, Xiatang point, Tianxing point, Shencong point!
Chapter completed!