Shopkeeper Zhou was watching from the side with curiosity and anxiety. Under the candlelight, he could only see his white skin and glistening sweat. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He took a piece of clean cloth and handed it to him: "Why don't you wipe your sweat first and take a rest."
Unexpectedly, He Xi didn't hear his voice at all. He felt the sweat sliding down his eyes and blocking his vision. He raised his hand and wiped it casually, then continued with his actions.
Shopkeeper Zhou withdrew his hand reluctantly, but his eyes could not help but focus on the boy's face as he concentrated on the treatment, and he could not move away for a moment.
However, the crowd of onlookers, the absent-minded Shopkeeper Zhou, and the busy He Xi did not notice that just above the street, diagonally opposite the Shengde Hall, a pair of eyes were staring at her through the half-open window, eyes full of scrutiny and burning passion.
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Another stick of incense time passed, and the unconscious boy had been pierced with hundreds of needles all over his body. Under the sunlight, he looked like a translucent hedgehog.
At the beginning, the boy was still unconscious, with no fluctuations in his breathing and heartbeat. But after half an hour, when more and more needles were inserted into his body, the boy began to groan in pain, and sweat broke out all over his body, soaking the white cloth under his body in just a few breaths.
The disdain and ridicule on the faces of the onlookers gradually turned into disbelief.
This young man, who was originally silent and like a dead person, actually began to make sounds. Even when the silver needles pierced into his blood vessels, an expression of pain appeared on his face!
This... How is this possible? Aren't his meridians completely cut off? How can he still feel the stimulation from his meridians
Could it be that... Could it be that this handsome boy was just bragging? Could he really have a way to cure the patient
Doctor Xie and Shopkeeper Qin's faces turned pale little by little as the boy's moans intensified. Shopkeeper Qin felt the cold and gloomy aura emanating from Doctor Xie, and his thighs trembled with fear and uneasiness.
If this beautiful boy who appeared out of nowhere really cured the patient, wouldn't Doctor Xie have to kneel down and kowtow in public
How could Dr. Xie, a 3rd-rank doctor, put his face in the future? Dr. Xie was so angry that he could not let go of himself who had implicated him.
At this time, He Xi had already begun to pull out the silver needles from the boy's body one by one.
There were 108 silver needles, and each one was pulled out with different force and in different order. It was still a long and painful process, but the crowd watching began to hold their breath and no one spoke anymore.
Finally, all the silver needles were pulled out.
The young man lying on the long table let out a long groan, then slowly opened his eyes.
The glaring light made hot tears flow from his eyes. In his blurry vision, he only saw a handsome face and a pair of eyes that were as cold and deep as a frozen pond.
It felt like a traveler who had been crawling in the desert for seven days and seven nights and suddenly drank a drop of sweet spring water. That drop of sweet spring water became all his faith and hope.
He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but finally closed his eyes weakly, leaving He Xi's face and breath firmly imprinted in his mind.
After He Xi put away all the silver needles, he took the boy's pulse to confirm that he was safe and sound. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and said calmly, "Is he okay?"
There was an expression of disbelief on everyone's face.
Doctor Xie didn't wait to be called, he immediately strode forward and used his spiritual energy to examine the boy's body. (To be continued)