In the ward, Li Muchen was sitting in front of the bed.

Lin Chanming was standing next to him, as long as he made any changes, he could stop him immediately.

The Lin family, Dean Yao, and two experts watched behind him.

Lin Shangyi was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, already in a coma.

Even in a coma, his brows were furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

Li Muchen reached out and gently took Lin Shangyi's pulse.

Pulse is very weak.

A trace of spiritual power poured into the veins, went up along the meridian of the arm, and traveled all over Lin Shangyi's body.

Li Muchen's expression changed slightly.

This is, Nailhead Book!

No wonder the old man's soul power is getting weaker.

It's just that the nail-headed arrow book needs the old man's horoscope. The caster puts down the altar, tie up the grass man, writes the person's name and horoscope on the grass man, and then fixes his soul with amulets, recites mantras every day, and shoots it with arrows. After seven days, the soul of the cursed person disappeared.

This is ancient witchcraft, how could it appear here?

Could it be that the ancient witch gate has reappeared?

Before Li Muchen went down the mountain, his master Yun Yangzi told him to pay attention to the movements of witches and demons.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to Hecheng, there would be clues to the ancient witch sect.

Seeing Li Muchen frowning in deep thought, Dean Yao sneered slightly: "How about it, little brother, do you see anything?"

"He can see what, but it's just pretending." Mrs. Lin didn't believe that Li Muchen could cure the disease.

Only Lin Manqing was very nervous.

Of course she hoped that Grandpa would get better, but she also knew that this hope was really slim.

As for Li Muchen, she is very contradictory, hoping that he will really heal the disease, that he can really cure grandpa, but if he is really cured, how should she face him?

What if it can't be cured, or is he really a liar?

No no, no. Lin Manqing shook her head quickly, and put aside this terrible thought.

Li Muchen doesn't care what the people behind him think.

Now, he needs to judge how to treat Lin Shangyi.

To wake up Lin Shangyi, it's very simple, as long as a True Qi is injected into the body.

But to make him recover completely, he must find the wizard and destroy the altar he left behind.

Otherwise, no matter relying on mana or medicine, they can only extend the old man's life, and it won't last long.

"Does your hospital have acupuncture needles?" Li Muchen asked.

Dean Yao said, "Of course."

Let the nurse get it.

Mrs. Lin asked in surprise, "You don't mean to have an injection, do you?"

Li Muchen said, "Exactly."

"No, you can't get needles. Just look at it, my old man has such a precious body, how can he let you get needles randomly?"

"Don't you want him to wake up?"

"I, of course I hope! But, can you prick a needle?"

At this time, it was Lin Qiusheng who said, "Forget it, father is already like this, let him do it, I want to see what tricks he can come up with."

Lin Qiusheng spoke, and Mrs. Lin no longer objected.

The nurse quickly brought a large box of needles.

The needle is a stainless steel needle, which is much worse than the gold needle commonly used by Li Muchen.

But he doesn't care, even fishing line can be used as a needle, let alone a stainless steel needle.

Taking anything at hand can be used as a sword, and it is a master of martial arts.

Taking anything at hand can be used as a needle, and it is a master of medicine.

Li Muchen is already above the Grandmaster, and he is only one step away from stepping into Innate.

This world of mortals is just a place for him to practice.

Once it is broken, it will never touch the fireworks here again.

In fact, Mr. Lin's illness does not require acupuncture.

But if the old man wakes up with a single True Qi, others may not think he is powerful.

Maybe he would say that it was a miracle from heaven that the old man just woke up.

Therefore, those who are good at fighting have no great achievements, and those who are good at healing have no great reputation.

A real master of medicine can cure you before you get sick, how do you know how powerful he is.

What people admire are those heroes they can see.

So Li Muchen needs to perform acupuncture.

Conquer these arrogant and proud people with amazing acupuncture techniques.

I saw that I gently picked up a needle, and suddenly exerted force with my fingers, and the steel needle pierced the old man's eyebrow.

The person next to him let out an exclamation.

No one has ever seen a needle like this.

How can there be a piercing between the eyebrows when it comes up, and it is so deep?

But before he had time to question, Li Muchen picked up the second needle, and this time, it plunged into the court of God.

Then, he moved his left and right hands together, holding a needle each, exerting force at the same time, and pierced the old man's left and right Sibai points.

This move made Professor Sun from Qiantang amazed.

But he hadn't finished sighing yet, next, Li Muchen's move surprised everyone.

I saw that he used five fingers to hold four needles at the same time, the left and right hands were the same, a total of eight needles.

"You're crazy!" Mrs. Lin cried.

Even Lin Manqing thought Li Muchen was crazy.

But Li Muchen was unmoved, and with a wave of his hands, eight stainless steel needles pierced into the eight acupuncture points on the old man's head.

People looked dumbfounded.

But Li Muchen didn't stop.

His hands were flying up and down, faster and faster, until there were only afterimages left behind, and no one could see exactly how many needles and acupuncture points he had taken.

Looking at Mr. Lin again, his head and face, shoulders, arms, chest, and legs are all covered with needles.

All the people watching held their breaths, and the ward became extremely quiet, as if they could even hear the sound of needles piercing into the flesh.

After a while, Li Muchen finally stopped.

People breathed a sigh of relief, as if a big drama had finally come to an end.

Li Muchen just sat down again, took hold of Mr. Lin's wrist again, and quietly inserted a ray of True Qi.

True Qi goes all over the body along the meridians.

The needles all over the body are not useless, and it can better make True Qi play a role when walking.

Suddenly seeing Mr. Lin's lips move, he let out a "poof".

Then slowly opened his eyes.

"dad!"

"grandfather!"

"dad!"

...

The members of the Lin family were both surprised and happy, calling out one after another.

Li Muchen glanced back.

Everyone fell silent.

At this time, no one questioned his medical skills.

No one dared to disrespect him.

Li Muchen stood up, waved his hand, and sucked a large piece of needles from the old man.

He waved his hands several times in a row.

He easily took all the needles from the old man's body, leaving none behind.

I saw a handful of needles in each of his hands.

Li Muchen threw the needle into the needle box.

He patted the old man's chest lightly twice.

The old man coughed twice, his eyes glowed with brilliance.

Glancing at everyone, he let out a long breath and said:

"Cicada, I walked around the gate of hell and came back again."

Everyone was overjoyed.

Lin Manqing had tears in her eyes, she wanted to cry, but she couldn't.

Professor Sun from Qiantang exclaimed: "A miracle! What a miracle!"

Director Zhong from Shenzhou was also full of admiration. They looked at Li Muchen with a little fanaticism.

A bit of embarrassment appeared on Dean Yao's face.

And the more embarrassing one was Mrs. Lin.

She can't wait to find a hole in the ground and go down.

When the old man wakes up, he will know everything.

She didn't know how to face the old man's anger.

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