In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

"ah!!!!"

Qin Han suddenly opened his eyes, and the pain in his body made him howl no longer.

"Why don't you just break a few bones? Why are you yelling?" A female voice came from the front yard, and then a burst of white smoke blocked Qin Han's mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Look at the way you are doing things, don't let the children get upset. Will it be worth the loss if you are angry? If you don't think it's troublesome for him to make noise, go back to your cave. You still have to watch here." Mr. Qi took out the money. He took out a silver needle and pricked it at the right acupuncture point, and the white smoke dissipated the next moment.

Qin Han just wanted to move, but every joint in his body was feeling bone-chilling pain. He could only feel better by staying still.

"Don't move. I'm helping you use Qi to wash away the dirt in your body. You're feeling better now, but you'll still feel pain in two days. I advise you to cherish your life today." Mr. Qi inserted his silver Needle, while reaching out and patting various parts of Qin Han's body. Qin and Han felt warm in the places where Mr. Qi's hand had slapped, as if the pain had been relieved a lot.

"What? Is there something more painful? Hiss..." Qin Han Qin Han heard that there was something more painful behind, and he shouted, and then his bones in his body were affected. Qin Han suddenly broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and his face was grimacing. , has long since lost its human form.

"I told you not to move. It's okay now. Have you suffered? Come on, bear the pain and eat this." Mr. Qi handed over a pure black pill as big as a baby's fist.

"Mr. Qi, what is this?" Qin Han looked at the pill as big as a baby's fist in front of him, thinking that it couldn't be for him, otherwise he would be choked to death instead of being hurt to death.

"Good stuff, it can relieve pain. Come on, take it and it won't hurt anymore." Mr. Qi handed the pill to Qin Han's mouth again.

"If you want me to die, just say it, okay?" Qin Han pursed his lips and turned his head in resistance.

"It took 100 days to break my muscles and bones, but I feel better after eating it!"

Mr. Qi slowly stretched out his hand and firmly pressed Qin Han's mouth. With a little force, Qin Han's mouth was forced to open.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!" Qin Han's eyes widened and he wanted to move away, but how could Mr. Qi let him succeed?

"Young man, young people are very angry. Come on, be good!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Qin Han wanted to dig out the huge thing in his throat, but his whole body hurt at the slightest movement.

"Don't vomit. You swallowed it all. Come and drink some water."

Mr. Qi brought a glass of water, held Qin Han's mouth involuntarily and poured it in, then sealed Qin Han's mouth with force up and down.

"Hey!"

Qin Han could not move and could only be at the mercy of Mr. Qi. As a result, he almost died here.

"I feel like vomiting after hearing this. Save your energy." Mr. Qi flicked his fingers, and a stream of white energy hit Qin Han, and Qin Han's voice stopped abruptly.

"It's much quieter, oh, it's comfortable." Mr. Qi wandered in the courtyard, made himself a cup of tea, and then lay leisurely on the rocking chair to bask in the sun.

Qin Han looked at the leisurely Mr. Qi in disbelief. He wanted to open his mouth but could not make any sound.

Eight days later.

Qin Han sat cross-legged in a large stove, his neck soaked in medicine, and his head covered with sweat. His body was covered with white needles, and his heart was beating vigorously.

"Tsk tsk, are you going to cook this kid?" Hui sighed as he looked at Mr. Qi who kept adding firewood to the fire. Then he waved his hand, and rows of little mice were carrying firewood from outside.

"If you don't work, just talk less. To put it simply, it's to practice individuality. To put it more complicated, it's to change the meridians and pulses. It needs to expel toxins and impurities from his body bit by bit. Firewood is just for heating. , the real temperature adjustment lies in Mrs. Hu’s place.” Huang Erniang flicked the medicinal materials into the pot one by one with her hand.

"It's so troublesome. I didn't have any trouble with him when I shed my skin. A group of us just circled around him for a week." Yagyu put one hand on the stove, and the stove turned slowly.

"After all, he is a human being. You can't really let him shed a layer of skin, right? Apart from anything else, he has been tortured so much these past few days that his voice has become hoarse. It's a shame that he can endure it. You Are you right, Madam Hu San?" Mr. Qi added firewood with a smile.

"Hey, where do you think the smell of broth comes from?" Hui straightened his nose and sniffed the air.

"You said it, it's true. Where did the smell come from?" Hu Erniang also smelled the smell.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Several people slowly turned their heads after listening to the voice, and saw Mrs. Hu sitting on the pony, holding a cane in her right hand, her eyes already narrowed.

"This old lady can fall asleep wherever she sits." Liu Sheng looked at Mrs. Hu who was already snoring and sighed.

"Stop looking! Mr. Qin is almost ready!" Mr. Qi was the first to think of Qin and Han in the pot.

Yeah!

"Why can't this pot be opened?" Hui looked at the pot.

"Hu Santa's anger has wrapped the pot."

"I come!"

An evil aura rose up from Liu Sheng's body, and then he drew his right hand and tore the pot lid into pieces with one palm.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough!" Qin Han lay on the ground and spit out two mouthfuls of medicine. His body was already red and swollen.

"The force was so great that I fainted." Mr. Qi put his hands on Qin Han's head, and a stream of white air rushed in.

"Here comes the cold water!" Hui picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on.

Hiss, hiss! ! !

"Well!"

Qin Han sat up suddenly.

Crack, click, click, click.

The bones in the body were like parts that had not been moved for a long time, colliding with each other and making rusty clicking sounds.

"Are you always trying to kill me?" Qin Han looked at the red and swollen patches on his body and grinned in pain.

"As long as it's okay, stop talking nonsense and stand up and try." Yagyu threw down a set of clothes.

"I've become like this, do you have any humanity?" Qin Han shouted.

"Stand up, I am not a human being." Yagyu turned his head and saw Mr. Qi.

"It's okay, it's just a small burn. This kid's body can fully bear it now."

"A small burn? I'm almost done!" Qin Han said unconvinced.

boom!

"Hiss, you're going to do it now? You've been addicted to beating me for the past two days! Hey, doesn't it hurt?" Qin Han was punched on a tree and touched his body.

"Okay, as long as nothing goes wrong." Yagyu put away his offensive posture.

"Are you so good today?"

"Don't take advantage of me and act like a good boy. You've been here for almost ten days. Go back and meet your friend." Huang Erniang said.

"What? I'll go! It's over, forget about this. You guys have a good meal and a drink. I'll come over to see you in two days." Qin Han suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and ran out.

"Tsk, tsk, I guess I'm looking for that little girl again." Huang Erniang sighed.

"Huh? Where is Mr. Qin?" Grandma Hu Santa suddenly opened her eyes.

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