Song Qiao's binding technique is not only a blockade, but also a target's qi, blood and mental power can be continuously extracted during the blockade, making the target even weaker. If you keep leaving it alone, you can even kill the target directly!

Although the Chen family master has transformed into a monster, if he is killed like this, even the head of the Chen family will probably not be able to explain it even if the Fengwei is in the process.

Song Qiao looked at the weakened master of the Chen family, frowned slightly, held a paintbrush in his right hand, and gently hooked the rope wrapped around the master of the Chen family, and suddenly turned into mist and disappeared, leaving only handcuffs and chains to tie the other party.

"Otherwise, let me try this potion to see if I can save him?" Zhou Qinian pointed to the Holy Light potion in Song Qiao's hand and asked.

"Save?" Song Qiao laughed, opened the glass test tube plug, sniffed it gently, and shook her head and said, "You are late. If he has not transformed yet, using this potion can still save him, but now he has transformed into a monster. If he uses this potion, he will kill him! At that time, do you think the Chen family will let you go?"

Zhou Qinian's face changed and hesitated. The reason why he tried his best to save the Chen family was to gain a favor from the Chen family. A large family like the Chen family was deeply rooted in the entire principality. There were even rumors that they had contact with the upper class of the principality. The Chen family's anger was not something he could bear, even if he was a doctor in charge.

"Okay, we will take the old man of the Chen family back. When the head of the Chen family comes back, we will explain it clearly to him!" Song Qiao smiled and stuffed the holy light potion into his arms.

"By the way, where did you sell this potion?" Song Qiao asked staring at Zhou Qinian.

"Yes, it's from a traveler..." Zhou Qinian said hesitant for a moment: "After selling this spiritual medicine, he left, and I don't know where he went."

"Oh, is that?" Song Qiao smiled, stopped asking questions, waved her hand at Wu Tao, and muttered in a low voice.

...

Not long after, a large truck stopped at the back door of Chen's mansion. After a while, a group of men in black carried a huge box and entered the Chen's mansion. After a while, they carried the box and drove away on the truck.

At this time, Chen Xiao, the butler of the Chen family, had already woken up from his coma. Although he was still a little confused, there was no problem with normal communication.

After Wu Tao explained to him a few words, the group hurriedly left.

"Doctor Zhou, Doctor Zhou, what's wrong with my master? He was taken away by Jifengwei like this. If the head of the family comes back and blames him, I can't afford it, Doctor Zhou!" Chen Xiao pulled Zhou Qinian's sleeve and cried loudly.

The Chen family master was possessed by evil things. Many people knew about this, but no one dared to talk too much. He never reported it to Jifengwei because he was afraid that such a thing would happen.

If the Chen family master hadn't suddenly become ill and the head of the family was not here, Chen Xiao would not have the courage to notify Jifengwei. Now the Chen family master has been taken away. When the head of the family comes back and is held accountable, he will be the first person to look for.

"Hey, I can't do anything about this. I'll just wait for the head of the family to come back." Zhou Qinian shook his head, sighed and walked away from the Chen Mansion.

...

When he returned to the clinic, Zhou Qinian felt like a big stone was pressed into his heart. The monster that the Chen family master turned into finally appeared in his mind. He never thought that the Chen family master would become such a terrifying monster in the end.

"I hope the head of the Chen family will not blame me when he comes back." Zhou Qinian sighed.

At this moment, two young men covered in blood staggered into the clinic. One of them was covered in yellow hair. If Han Dong was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the young man with yellow hair dyed was the yellow haired brother who had played with him in the game room for more than a dozen times but did not win.

"Doctor, doctor, help me, come and help me!" Brother Huangmao shouted loudly, regardless of his body, and was bleeding constantly.

Another young man he had been holding staggered into the clinic, but he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground. In a short while, a large piece of blood oozed out from the boy's body.

Zhou Qinian glanced at the two teenagers, quickly greeted people, and carried the teenager lying on the ground into the inner room.

"Multiple bleeding has already hurt the internal organs. Whether he can survive depends on his luck!" Zhou Qinian briefly checked the boy's body and sighed softly.

"Doctor, Doctor Zhou, you are a miracle doctor. Please save Hu Zi. He is only nineteen years old, only nineteen years old!" Brother Huangmao begged with a sad look on his face.

"I will do my best. You can bandage it too. Although it is all trauma, you will always bleed like this. No matter how strong you are, you can't bear it." Zhou Qinian glanced at Brother Huangmao, waved his hand, and asked several pharmacy staff to lift Brother Huangmao out.

Seeing that the bed sheet was stained with blood, Zhou Qinian sighed and took out a cloth bag from his arms. When he opened it, he saw that it was densely packed with rows of silver needles.

Almost everyone knows that Zhou Qinian's Panlong Needle, his "Zhou Mon Instrument" is named after Panlong Needle, but few people know that Zhou Qinian's real power is a set of Zhou's acupuncture techniques.

The real Zhou's acupuncture technique requires one hundred and eight silver needles, divided into Tiangang needles and Disha needles. Unfortunately, Zhou's acupuncture technique was passed down to Zhou Qinian's generation, and only thirty Tiangang needles and eighteen Disha needles were left. In other words, Zhou Qinian's acupuncture technique was just a set of incomplete acupuncture techniques.

But this incomplete acupuncture technique has already made Zhou Qinian famous throughout the Principality.

Zhou Qinian took out a scalpel, gently stroked it, and then took out a silver needle and stabbed it into his acupoints one by one.

In a short while, the boy's abdomen was covered with silver needles, trembling and looking a little scary.

Then, Zhou Qinian began to use sutures to suture the teenager's trauma. After a while, the teenager's bleeding condition quickly improved.

More than an hour later, the yellow-haired brother, covered in bandages, ran in, looking at his companion whose abdomen was covered with silver needles, and seemed to have no sound, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but he was afraid of hearing bad news.

"The bleeding has stopped, and his internal organs have also been seriously damaged. I have used acupuncture to protect his internal organs..." Zhou Qinian looked up at Huangmao Ge, frowned slightly, and said, "As long as he can survive tonight, he will be fine. If he can't get through, it's his life!"

"So, thank you, Doctor!" Brother Huangmao said with gratitude.

"Tell me, how many times are this? I'm young and why should I join the gang?" Zhou Qinian couldn't help but say, "Does there be any good gangsters? I'll fight and kill all day long. If this continues, you and your brothers will die sooner or later."
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