Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

Song Yanning stabbed all the needles into Zhou Xiaojun's leg and looked at Zhou Xiaojun, "How do you feel?" It is also good for her to target his leg, which can make the blood flow faster in his leg.

"Some hot, some sour." Zhou Xiaojun said excitedly. It was the first time in years that he had felt the injured leg. He was looking forward to this treatment.

Song Yanning nodded, took out a medicine and handed it to Zhou Xiaojun, "You take this medicine."

"Okay." Zhou Xiaojun took the medicine and put it in his mouth. He was about to ask Zhou Xiaoqi to give him water, but he found that the medicine melted in the mouth and turned into liquid medicine and flowed into his throat.

Song Yanning looked at Zhou Xiaoqi, "Take me to see Grandpa Zhou." The needles will be kept here for a while.

Zhou Xiaoqi nodded happily and walked towards her father's room with Song Yanning. The older brother's legs feel better, which means that the older brother's legs are improving. Xiao Ning's medical skills are really amazing!

Song Yanning came to Father Zhou's room, scanned Father Zhou's body with her divine sense, and frowned. He was actually injured by internal force, and Zhou's father seems to be not an ordinary person, otherwise he would not provoke ancient martial arts practitioners.

Seeing Song Yanning frowning, Zhou Xiaoqi's heart sank, "Is it difficult to heal?"

Song Yanning shook her head, "Aunt Zhou, does Grandpa Zhou know kung fu?"

A look of surprise flashed in Zhou Xiaoqi's eyes, "How do you know? My family opened a martial arts hall at the beginning. My dad knows some kung fu, but only some simple moves." long. It's just that as fewer and fewer people learn martial arts, martial arts halls gradually decline. Mainly because her father and eldest brother have little interest in martial arts either.

Song Yanning nodded clearly, walked to the bed, took Father Zhou's hand, and gave him some spiritual energy.

Father Zhou opened his eyes, looked at Song Yanning in surprise, and said weakly in a hoarse voice, "You know kung fu?" He felt an air flow into his body, which made him very comfortable.

Song Yanning smiled, took out an elixir and handed it to Zhou's father's mouth, "You take this medicine." Zhou's father's injury has been more than ten years, and the person who injured him was injured by internal force. his meridians.

Father Zhou shook his head, "Don't waste the medicine." He also wanted to get better, but he knew his situation.

"Since I know your cause, I can cure you. If you are willing to believe me, take this medicine." Song Yanning looked at Zhou's father with a smile. In fact, she wanted to know why the other party wanted to hurt Zhou's father. And Zhou Xiaojun's leg injury was not as simple as he said.

Father Zhou slowly opened his mouth.

Song Yanning put the medicine into Father Zhou's mouth, "Sleep for a while, I'll go get Uncle Zhou's needle."

"Thank you!" Father Zhou knew that the medicine Song Yanning gave was definitely not an ordinary medicine after the medicinal pill turned into juice and flowed into his throat. It seems that this time is to meet a noble.

Song Yanning helped Zhou Xiaojun get the needle, "Your legs are fine, but don't walk these days, wait a week before getting out of bed, and be careful not to exercise too much every day."

"Thank you!" Zhou Xiaojun looked at Song Yanning gratefully. He already felt that his legs could move, and he felt that his legs were really good. Unexpectedly, his legs will have a good day in this life.

Father Zhou heard the footsteps and knew that Song Yanning was coming, and turned to look at Zhou Xiaoqi beside her, "Xiaoqi, take this week's Yi from the bookshelf here."

Although Zhou Xiaoqi had some doubts in her heart, she did not ask Father Zhou, nodded and walked to the bookshelf.