Sun Xiaoya didn't know, but Wandong knew clearly that his courage came from helplessness.
Although the Tao Qi in his body was magical, the quantity was too small after all. It would take at least a month or two to use the Tao Qi to reset his displaced internal organs. But his date with Leng Shuangrong was three months later, and he couldn't afford to waste this time.
"Yao Ting, Grandpa Sun believes in your strength, you will be able to persevere! Ning Shan, go get a thick towel!"
Ning Shan did not move, but looked helplessly at Xu Wenchuan. Xu Wenchuan sighed, nodded and said, "Go, it's in vain!"
"My Yaoting, why are you so miserable..." Ning Shan turned around and left with tears in her eyes.
"Xiaoya, take out the golden needle!" Sun Daobai's face was quite solemn. It could be seen that he would not use this 'blood-burning golden needle' unless it was a last resort.
Sun Xiaoya took out an exquisite jade box from the bag she carried with her. Wandong took a look at it and realized that the jade carved into this jade box was definitely a rare treasure in the world. The essence is steaming, condensed but not dispersed, very rich!
Opening the jade box, twelve golden needles half a foot long and as thin as ox hair, emitting a slight golden light, lay quietly in it. Needless to say, this is the blood-burning golden needle that made Sun Xiaoya and Xu Wenchuan change their expressions upon hearing it!
Ning Shan brought a towel, moistened it with water, and stuffed it into Wandong's mouth.
Sun Daobai gently twisted a golden needle and said, "Yao Ting, these are not so much twelve golden needles as twelve gates of hell. No way out, you must hold on!"
Wan Dong took a long breath and nodded heavily.
Sun Daobai has not used the 'Blood Burning Golden Needle' for some time, and it can be seen that he is also a little nervous. He took a long breath, composed himself, and said, "Yao Ting, I'm starting!"
As soon as Sun Daobai finished speaking, the golden needle in his hand was like a golden light of electricity, inserted directly into the Shenting point on Wandong's head.
In an instant, it was as if a stream of hot magma was suddenly poured into the body, and the burning pain spread rapidly like a scourge. Although Wandong was fully mentally prepared, he still did not expect that the pain of the blood-burning golden needle would be so intense.
As strong as Wandong was, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. His body was shaking like an electric shock. The towel stuffed in his mouth kept making a squeaking sound, which made people's scalp numb.
"Yao Ting!" Which mother can remain indifferent when seeing her son in such pain? Ning Shan let out a mournful roar and flew forward. Xu Wenchuan hurriedly grabbed her and said urgently, "Shan'er, calm down!"
Xu Wenchuan shouted to Ning Shan to calm down, but as for himself, both eyes were red at this time, and he was afraid that he would not be able to calm down.
While Ning Shan and Xu Wenchuan were talking, Sun Daobai's hand didn't stop for a moment. Three more golden lights flashed past, and three blood-burning golden needles were inserted into the Shangxing, Baihui, and Naohu above Wandong's head. Three acupuncture points.
This was like Wandong's pain tripled in an instant. With a crisp click, Wandong crushed the armrest of the ironwood chair to pieces!
This ironwood is almost the hardest tree in the world. The wood is as hard as iron and very strong! Wandong can actually smash it into pieces when he grabs it, which shows how horrifying the pain Wandong is suffering is.
Xu Wenchuan only felt that his heart was about to be torn apart by an invisible hand. The pain made him suffocate, and he only wished that he could not bear this pain for Wandong.
Ning Shan's body had already gone limp. If Xu Wenchuan hadn't been holding her up, she would have collapsed on the ground.
Sun Xiaoya turned her head to the side, she really couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
Tears streamed from Wuyang's eyes, and he kept murmuring as if chanting sutras, "Boss, you will definitely be able to hold on, Boss, you will definitely be able to..."
After only four injections, Sun Daobai's face was already covered with beads of sweat. It’s not that I’m tired, but I’m worried! In his life, he had treated hundreds of people with blood-burning golden needles, but only one of them could survive. The rest will either directly die of pain, or they will be left with huge mental trauma and will never be able to live a normal life again.
"Yao Ting, you must hold on!" With a loud shout, Sun Daobai took out four golden needles from the jade box, and stabbed the top of Wandong's throat directly into the Shuitu point, and then went all the way down to Huagai and Yutang. , golden light flashed through the three acupoints in the atrium almost at the same time.
In order to shorten Wandong's pain as much as possible, Sun Daobai definitely tried his best, almost exceeding his limit.
The pain increased fourfold again, and Wandong's face was so ferocious that it was shocking. Because he clenched his fists with excessive force, the small blood vessels in his fists burst. A stream of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his blocked mouth, and at the same time dyed the snow-white towel almost red.
"My Yaoting!" Seeing this scene, Ning Shan finally collapsed, let out a shrill roar, and fainted into Xu Wenchuan's arms.
"Mom!" When he turned around and saw Ning Shan falling down, the blood-red towel in Wandong's mouth was immediately spat out, and at the same time a loud roar resounded through the sky.
Sun Daobai, who was paying close attention to Wan Dong's situation, was shocked. He never expected that Wan Dong would still care about Ning Shan at this time. His filial piety naturally made Sun Daobai admire him, but his patience, which was more indestructible than steel, shocked Sun Daobai even more.
Sun Daobai was worried at first, but when he saw this situation, he was immediately confident and said loudly, "Yao Ting, your mother is fine, she just fainted. There are still four injections left. Just hold on!"
After saying that, Sun Daobai hurriedly turned behind Wandong, his fingers were flying, and four golden lights flashed almost simultaneously, landing on the four acupoints of Shendao, Lingtai, Zhiyang, and Zhongxin.
Twelve blood-burning gold needles were inserted into Wandong's body at the same time. The blood in Wandong's body immediately began to boil, and Wandong's skin turned blood red at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye. The large amounts of white gas were so hot that Sun Xiaoya couldn't bear it. She subconsciously took a few steps back with a look of horror on her face.
And the pain Wandong was suffering at this time also reached its peak. But strangely, Wan Dong's expression was no longer as ferocious as before. Although his whole body was trembling, Wan Dong's eyes never left Ning Shan for a moment.
"Unheard of, unheard of..." Looking at Wandong, Sun Daobai murmured while shaking his head.
"He... he really... endured it..." Looking at Wandong as well, Sun Xiaoya couldn't even speak fluently.
Sun Daobai nodded heavily, without concealing his appreciation for Wan Dong, saying, "Yes, he survived. It was his filial piety that helped him! Your Aunt Ning gave birth to a good son!" (Unfinished) to be continued)