Mo Xingchi's face was disbelief, and he stared at Qin Zhen blankly, "So the pain that came from my legs just now is real?"

He asked, as if he was dreaming.

"Is the pain obvious?"

Qin Zhen asked him.

Mo Xingchi nodded and shook his head again, "I don't know, I thought it was an hallucination. Can I make me hurt again? Can you please, I apologize to you for your impolite behavior before. You made me hurt once, just once..."

Mo Xingchi's eyes were no longer arrogant, but full of pleading and enthusiasm.

Qin Zhen saw him like this, and he understood it in his heart, but did not hold it. Instead, he picked up the silver needle and found a point on his leg and stabbed it gently. At first, Mo Xingchi's face was nervous and confused, and there was no feeling, as if the silver needle was not pierced on his leg at all.

Confusion and disappointment gradually emerged in his eyes.

The next moment, Qin Zhen used the silver needle as a medium to transport some of the power of the phoenix jade into it.

"ah......"

Suddenly, Mo Xingchi screamed.

Then he couldn't help but wet his eyes, his eyes were full of vibrations, "It hurts, I feel it, I really feel it, brother, my legs feel pain, Mr. Wuming, please don't stop, don't stop..."

Mo Xingchi was so excited that he was not decent.

For more than ten years, his legs have never felt anything. At this moment, it was like a dream. Even if it hurts, he would be willing.

What arrogance? What a world-weariness is gone, nothing is gone.

"Is there only pain? Are there any other feelings?"

Qin Zhen asked.

"It's pain, it's painful, it seems to feel a little hot and swelling."

Mo Xingchi hurriedly said.

Qin Zhen nodded, then pulled out the silver needle.

The pain disappeared, and Mo Xingchi couldn't help but burst into tears. The feeling just now was still there, not a dream or an illusion.

"Brother, I feel it. For more than ten years, my legs have never felt anything, but today I feel pain."

Mo Xingchi said excitedly.

Mo Jue was also shocked when he saw this scene. He gritted his teeth tightly, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and looked at Qin Zhen with a burning look, "Doctor Wuming, my brother's body..."

My heartbeats like a drum, waiting for Qin Zhen’s reply.

He had a feeling that if Jun Feise said no, then his younger brother had no hope.

Qin Zhen put the silver needle away and put it back into the small medicine box. She straightened up and looked at Mo Xingchi on the bed. He was also looking at her at this time. His eyes were filled with a lot of emotions, some uneasiness, excitement and shock, and some unspeakable apology.

"Can cure."

Qin Zhen spoke out and said only two words.

Mo Xingchi's breathing was stopped.

Mo Jue's pupils also shrank suddenly.

"For so many years, Young Master Mo's body has been damaged, and his dantian has been damaged for a long time and cannot be repaired. So I can only say that you can raise your body bit by bit and make you stand up like a normal person, but it should be impossible for you to recover and become like your brother. You can't practice anymore."

Qin Zhen said.

She didn't hide it, tell the truth.

But Mo Jue's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Xiaochi, did you hear it? You can stand up, you can stand up like a normal person..."

A cold and solemn person like Mo Jue was so excited that he could not control his inner joy at this time.

Mo Xingchi looked at his pale and weak hands, as if he was still a little unbelievable. Is it true? Is this true? Can he really stand up? Like a normal person? He has no desire for whether he can practice like a eldest brother. He just wants to be a normal person, just stand up.

"Mr. Wuming, do I really have a chance to become a normal person?"

Mo Xingchi still couldn't believe it because he was disappointed too many times, so he almost didn't dare to hold hope, because once the hope was shattered, he would be greeted with deeper despair.
Chapter completed!