When Shen Ruoyu heard what Uncle Ming said, he saw an old man standing aside with a needle bag. He quickly stepped forward, held the old man's hands tightly, and thanked him repeatedly:

"Old man, you saved my daughter. Thank you so much."

Huh? What's going on? Both the old man and Uncle Ming were confused! Then they looked at the needle bag in the old man's hand and realized that Shen Ruoyu had misunderstood. It was also my fault that Uncle Ming didn't explain it clearly and only said Someone used acupuncture to revive Shen Meng, no wonder Shen Ruoyu misunderstood.

"No, no, no, I didn't save him. You misunderstood!" The old man waved his hands repeatedly and explained hurriedly.

"Chairman, it's my fault that I was impatient and didn't explain clearly," Uncle Ming also walked up and said in Shen Ruoyu's ear.

Shen Ruoyu: "..."

The scene was very embarrassing for a time.

"Ahem, Shen Ming, what's going on?" Shen Ruoyu coughed twice and said calmly.

Uncle Ming described what had just happened to the chairman in detail, from the moment the young lady fell ill and fainted, to Duanmu Haoyu using a golden needle to revive Shen Meng and then leaving.

"You said he was a 17- or 18-year-old boy, and he used golden needles to save him?" Shen Ruoyu became more and more surprised as he listened. He was just a weakling boy, and he still used golden needles for acupuncture?

"This gentleman has no doubt, the old man is the witness!" The old man saw Shen Ruoyu's doubts and said with a smile.

"I didn't know you were always..." Shen Ruoyu said respectfully when he saw that the old man's beard and hair were white but his face was rosy, like an old god.

"The old man's name is Zong Yunyan, and he runs several drug stores." The old man said.

"You are... you are the Zong Yunyan who is known as the 'King of Needles', the immortal Zong?" Shen Ruoyu was shocked. He really didn't expect that this old man was Zong Yunyan, who was famous throughout the country and saved countless lives with a golden needle.

"I'm just a bell-ringer. I've only lived a few years and been favored by my peers. I don't dare to be the 'King of Needles', I don't dare to be one!" Zong Yunyan waved his hands repeatedly.

Before today, Zong Yunyan would still have this kind of arrogance. But after he saw Duanmu Haoyu's acupuncture techniques, he would never admit that he was the "King of Acupuncture".

"Old Immortal is so humble!" Shen Ruoyu was overjoyed and quickly took Zong Yunyan's hand, "Old Immortal, my daughter is born with deficiencies and has been frail and sick since she was a child. I have seen countless famous doctors and taken countless medicines, but she has not It’s not getting better at all. Please ask the old god to save my daughter!”

"Mr. Shen, it's not that I don't want to save her, it's that I can't do anything to save her!" Zong Yunyan said with regret, apologetically, "I have just been thinking about countermeasures for your daughter's illness, but unfortunately I have no clue."

When Shen Ruoyu heard that even the "Acupuncture King" Zong Yunyan said this, his face turned pale, thinking that his daughter was really hopeless.

"Mr. Shen, I have a suggestion. I don't know whether I should say it or not?" Zong Yunyan looked at Shen Ruoyu's heartbroken look and couldn't bear it, so he spoke.

"Old god, please tell me, as long as I can save my daughter, I won't hesitate to spend it, even if it costs me everything!" Shen Ruoyu thought Zong Yunyan had a solution and said without hesitation.

"No, no, no, Mr. Shen, you have misunderstood what I meant." Zong Yunyan said after careful consideration, "My suggestion is that Mr. Shen might as well go find the young man who gave me the acupuncture. Maybe he can do something!"

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