Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 978

"Heh, heh, heh..."

Old man Qin patted the back of his neck and smiled dryly: "I just mentioned it casually. I will never regret the things I promised. You can rest assured."

"I don't need to worry about it, because I am not worried at all." Vegeta licked his lips and said solemnly: "Only the weak are afraid of being betrayed!"

Speaking of this, Old Man Qin didn't know how to pick it up for a while, so he changed the subject: "Then, shall we start treatment now?"

Vegett thought for a while, took out the silver needle that he had kept for hundreds of years, and waved to Old Man Qin, "Come here."

"Acupuncture?" Old man Qin's heart was beating violently, and he came to Beijit with complicated emotions.

Vegett got up from the seat, stretched out his hand, pushed Old Man Qin onto the chair, and said, "Don't move, I'm about to start."

"Huh."

As soon as the voice fell, the silver light flashed, and the thin silver needle in Beijit's hand had penetrated into the Shenting acupoint on Old Qin's forehead.

At the same time, a ray of brilliance that is hard to find with the naked eye follows Vegett's palm, through the thin silver needles, continuously instilled into the old man Qin's Shenting acupoints, and transmitted to his odd meridian eight channels.

"hiss……"

In Old Man Qin's meridians, there seemed to be a demon roaring in pain.

Puffs of black smoke flowed from his heart and liver, through his pores, fleeing frantically to the outside world.

This strange poison actually has a preliminary intelligence, knowing to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

However, for the control of power, Vegett is much stronger than it.

Before they can drill their pores, the sacred radiance is like holy water, purifying all toxins.

"All right."

Vegett took out the silver needle from the old man Qin's Shenting point, and said lightly.

"That's it, a stitch?"

Old man Qin was dumbfounded.

Yao Tuer was dumbfounded.

The whole medical hall was silent.

"What's wrong with a shot? With this level of demon poison, you can always see it when you use it." Vegett said with a smile.

To be honest, it is really refreshing to see others surprised and shocked for themselves.

Especially when the other party was cold eyebrows and doubts about himself before.

"Perhaps, this is the reason why pretending to be so hot." Vegett touched his chin and tsk said.

"Xu Gongzi, what did you say?" Old man Qin asked if the two masters and apprentices in absent-mindedness could not hear this sentence clearly.

"I said, you should feel it now, it's different in yourself." Beget squinted and smiled.

"Heartfire, anger, seems to have been swept away, the whole person relaxes, as if breaking free from the invisible shackles." Old man Qin stretched out his hand to press on the heart vein, his tone sighed.

The toxins that had plagued him for more than 30 years were gone all at once, and his body's response to his health made his nose sore, and he almost shed tears.

"Thank you for your reinvention." Yao Tuer let out a sigh of relief, and kowtowed again.

Except this way, he really couldn't find a better way to express his gratitude.

Vegett stretched out his hand to pull him up, and said, "Don't always kneel. It doesn't make any sense. From now on, you and Old Uncle Qin will be my assistants. Working hard is to repay me."

The apprentice nodded, walked to the medicine cabinet, and began to sort and grind the herbs.

A few moments later, Vegeta drank three cups of tea, and looked up at the gradually clearing sky outside the door, and the colorful rainbow hanging on it: "Qin Bo."

"You can call me Old Qin."

Vegeta saved his life and is now his own boss. Old man Qin's attitude towards him has also changed a lot, reflecting his appellation.

Vegett has always not adhered to worldly etiquette, not to mention that he and Old Man Qin are not relatives, and there is no respect for them. He said: "Old Qin, has our medical clinic's business always been so bleak?"

Old man Qin shook his head and said: "There is seasonality. Now in Fang June, the temperature is suitable, the wind is not enough, and there are few people who are sick. Naturally, fewer people come to see the doctor."

Vegett knew it.

In this case, he has many ways to run the medical clinic and do it well.

But he knew very well that he had left his hometown and came to Hangzhou not to be a doctor.

Finding ways to enter Hangzhou Academy as soon as possible and obtain a bachelor's status is his main task.

After all, in this life he has determined his path to ascend to the position of literature, which is the brightest path that suits him best.

As for the sixteen-character yin and yang magic technique, it is just a powerful magical power, and the two are not at the same level at all.

"You two stay to see the store, I'll go out and visit."

Boring in idleness, Vegett gave an order to the master and apprentice, and got up and walked out of the Yuzhitang.

The drizzle outside the house first stopped, and there was still a faint dampness in the air, which was very cool and comfortable.

Beget alone, walked through the crowded streets, strolled across the wooden bridge paved with yellow wood, took a passenger boat, and came to a lake island called Xiaoyingzhou in the wind.

As the largest island in the West Lake, Xiaoyingzhou has beautiful scenery and quiet scenery. The island covers an area of ​​60,000 square meters. The gardens on the island are elegant and the cultural heritage is prosperous. Therefore, it has been awarded the title of Xiaoyingzhou.

Vegeta came ashore from the north end of the island, passing by the two most holy pantheon, stepping onto the Jiuquping Bridge, walking and stopping, looking around, and suddenly came to a flower garden with flowers in full bloom. .

It was almost dusk, the golden sunset was halfway down the mountain, and the sky was dim.

He was standing on the wooden bridge outside the flower garden, and just about to leave, a clear sound suddenly rang in his ears.

"Song Yu, let's separate the two of us."

"Separate? Xinya, what do you mean?"

A young gentleman dressed in a robes with a sword straddling his waist appeared in front of Beijit, his face full of doubts.

Standing opposite the boy was a woman in a white dress with picturesque eyebrows and a graceful figure.

At the moment, he said with a positive expression: "To separate is to separate, what else does it mean?"

"why?!"

The boy's heart trembled violently, his hands clenched into fists, but his eyes still looked at the woman hopefully: "You must be joking with me, right? For no reason, why did you suddenly separate?!"

"Wake up, Song Yu, do you think I am joking?" the woman said indifferently.

"Why do you want to treat me this way? You know better than anyone, how much I have paid for you! That is all I have, everything I have." The young man said in repressed pain.

"I am grateful for everything you have done for me, but did you know that the more you give me, the more pressure you put on me. The more pressure I have, the weaker my feelings for you. So now, I don't feel anymore for you." The woman said seriously.

The blue veins on Song Yu’s forehead were exposed, and his teeth squeaked: “Stress? Are you telling me about stress? When you used my Song family resources, when you used the elixir that I tried so hard to get, I was When giving up Hangzhou Academy for you... at those times, why didn't you talk about stress?"*

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