Not just the old man.

Even behind the old man, the white-clothed warriors who were handed down the "Hua Tuo Acupuncture Sutra" by him actually had strong auras on them. One of them had even entered the ninth level, almost becoming a demigod!

This is the shelter from our ancestors!

Medicine, just as Mr. Holy Hand wished, is flourishing in Daxia today.

It is certain that Daxia’s medical sect will become stronger and stronger!

"My needles can hang on the heart of a soldier. Although he will still feel cold, he will never freeze to death!" Zhang Chengfeng slowly opened the medicine box, took out a bundle of silver needles, and slowly unfolded it.

Lin Fan's eyes lit up: "That's great."

"Medicine disciple!" Zhang Chengfeng said loudly: "Now, all these soldiers should use the three pulse-sealing needles according to the "Acupuncture Sutra"!"

"yes!"

The soldiers in white clothes immediately ran to a group of soldiers and got busy quickly. They held silver needles and carefully inserted them into the acupuncture points of the soldiers.

at the same time.

After Zhang Chengfeng’s death, the golden wheel of morality stirred!

In the cold wind, the Huatuo Holy Needles were wrapped in golden light, stirred out, and pierced into the hearts of the warriors one after another, like golden light constantly passing through!

This speed is extremely exaggerated!

In just one hour, with Zhang Chengfeng's miraculous methods and the efforts of more than a thousand medical disciples, all the soldiers underwent acupuncture to stabilize their heart vessels.

Immediately, he began to get busy following Lin Fan's instructions.

Eight o'clock at midnight.
Chapter completed!