Qing Ge took the prescription, turned around and left.

Tong Bao came to Yan Zheng again, stretched out his hand to open his eyelids, and looked into his eyes.

Yan Zheng resisted and said, "You won't murder me, right?"

Tong Baodao: "If you speak rudely to me again, I will prick you with a needle and make you mute."

Yu Chengqian opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Tong Bao gratefully, and said: "Old lady, please give him the acupuncture quickly. He was like a fly buzzing in my ears along the way.

They are all cocooned. If you can make you mute, we will all be grateful to you."

Yan Zheng said angrily: "Yu Chengqian, where is your humanity?"

As soon as Tong Bao finished speaking, the poisonous old woman laughed arrogantly: "Haha, my poison, how many needles do you want to prick him? I think you want to prick him to death."

Tong Bao ignored her, but slowly took out the silver needles from the baggage. Rows of silver needles were densely distributed, shining brightly.

Tong Bao also knew that his uncle was talking about his body. But he didn't expect that as time went by, his problem would become more and more intolerable.

Tong Bao felt Yan Zheng's pulse again, and finally said in a relaxed tone: "I'll give you a few injections, and I'll make sure you're alive and kicking right away."

Tong Bao then turned his attention to Yu Chengqian. Hearing that Granny Du was so confident in her poison skills, Yu Chengqian didn't quite believe that Tong Bao could really prick him with a few needles.

Tong Bao looked around and finally walked up to Yan Zheng and said, "It's just you."

Yan Zheng was so scared that he peed his pants, "Old lady, I want to live a few more years. You'd better give them a prick first. I don't want to be a guinea pig."

Granny Du said: "You are wise."

Then I heard Tong Bao say: "Look where you are crawling?"

After saying that, he turned over Yan Zheng, who was lying on the ground like a turtle. Yan Zheng turned pale with fright and said tremblingly: "Don't harm me? There are seniors and young children in my family. If I die, my wife and son will become someone else."

That’s it. I can’t die..."

Yan Zheng was crawling on the ground, just wanting to escape from Tong Bao's clutches.

However, Tong Bao inserted the needle unexpectedly, and Yan Zheng's legs suddenly became numb and he could not crawl at all.

Zhan Hanjue called over with a slap: "If you don't lie, will you die? You can go with peace of mind, I will help you take care of your parents, your wife and sister, including your son."

Tong Bao couldn't help laughing?

In order to relieve his tension, Tong Bao chatted with him and said, "How do you know that your wife will remarry after you die?"

"At first glance, she looks like a frivolous woman. If she doesn't remarry, who will remarry? Poor my parents, they will become lonely old people from now on..."

Yan Zheng saw blood everywhere on his body and was so frightened that he screamed, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

But his crying voice became louder and louder.

While chatting, Zhan Hanjue looked at Tong Bao warily. Tong Bao acupunctured many acupuncture points on Yan Zheng's body and then bled.

Zhan Hanjue rarely sees doctors using these acupoints, and he only feels confused.

Grandma Du was surprised: "Are you okay?"

Yan Zheng's crying stopped suddenly. He felt his body carefully and felt that his limp body became extremely energetic.

Yan Zheng stood up happily, walked a few steps, and was overjoyed: "Am I healed?"

Granny Du looked at Tong Bao suspiciously: "What kind of needle did you give him?"

Tong Bao said nonsense: "I don't know what acupuncture point this is, but our ancestors detoxified in this way."


Chapter completed!