He Sheng stood beside the bed and looked quietly at the man in front of him.

The man's true qi is disordered, causing the man to have a high fever. He Sheng's acupuncture is to help him suppress the true qi in his body. As for the knife wounds on his body, acupuncture is obviously not healed.

"Cui Sanming, who is this person?" He Sheng looked at Cui Sanming.

Cui Sanming was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Oh, it's not a big deal. It's just a night a few days ago. He suddenly came to knock on the door of the medicine shop. My uncle was on duty at the time. As a result, he said he wanted to treat the injury. I received the call and came from home in the middle of the night. Only then did he find that his injury could not heal at all, which was very strange!"

"What else did he say?" He Sheng asked again.

Cui Sanming shook his head: "I didn't say anything. This person is very cold. When I asked him how he got injured, he just said that he was chopped down. Didn't you ask me what his name was before? He told me directly that he didn't have a name!"

He Sheng nodded thoughtfully: "When he wakes up, I'll ask him."

Cui He, who was standing quietly behind He Sheng, was dissatisfied with He Sheng's various things before, and now he dared not speak out anymore.

Although Cui He didn't want to admit He Sheng's medical skills, He Sheng's lotus needle still shocked him.

A few minutes later, He Sheng took the needle off the man's body.

"Mr. He, it's almost time to eat. Why don't we go to have dinner first?" Cui Sanming said to He Sheng.

He Sheng shook his head: "Don't worry, he's about to wake up, I'll wait."

After saying this, He Sheng walked to another place, brought a chair and sat at the head of the bed.

Cui Sanming wanted to say something, but Cui He came to Cui Sanming in disappointment and pushed Cui Sanming hard.

"Go aside!" Cui He shouted at Cui Sanming. After saying this, he walked to He Sheng.

"Young man, who did you learn this acupuncture technique from?" Cui He narrowed his eyes and looked at He Sheng.

He Sheng smiled and asked back, "Does Mr. Cui think there is something wrong?"

Cui He shook his head: "There is nothing wrong. I just think your acupuncture technique is too proficient, not like a young man in his twenties can control..."

"From childhood to adulthood, I practiced repeatedly day after day, and over time, I naturally became proficient." He Sheng replied.

"Living person?" Cui He frowned.

Using people to practice acupuncture is a medical taboo in itself, and using living people is even more incredible to Cui He.

"Yes, prick yourself." He Sheng grinned.

When Cui He heard this, he was even more stunned, and his eyes were gradually changing when he looked at He Sheng.

Is this kid too ruthless to use his own body for acupuncture exercises?

However, thinking of He Sheng's method of applying acupuncture just now, Cui He had to believe it.

After hesitating for a long time, Cui He said, "I didn't expect that you are young and have such medical skills. But I was wrong before..."

"My two sons are willing to worship you as their teachers, which means that your medical skills are above me..." Cui He said softly.

"Mr. Cui praised it. Compared to the old man's years of experience in practicing medicine, I am nothing." He Sheng replied.

"Hey, don't be humble!" Cui He said loudly: "You can cure the patient I can't cure, which is enough to say everything."

"I was rude before, and it had nothing to do with Cui Sanming, so don't take it to heart..."

He Sheng looked at Cui Sanming, but saw Cui Sanming grinning at him.

Then, He Sheng looked at Cui He again, and then he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. Cui He apologized to him and deliberately said that it had nothing to do with Cui Sanming. This old man was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he kept his own private interests to Cui Sanming.

But then again, Cui Sanming has not completed the requirement to treat 500 people for free, so He Sheng will not accept him as his disciple for the time being.

"Mr. Cui doesn't need to apologize..."

Before He Sheng could finish his words, suddenly, the man on the bed sat up in shock and punched He Sheng in front of him.

The incident happened suddenly, and He Sheng was a little unresponsive. Moreover, the man was very fast. A gust of fist swept across the face, and He Sheng was almost hit.

Fortunately, He Sheng raised his right hand and hit He Sheng's arm horizontally. Then, He Sheng quickly stood up from the chair and took two steps back.

Bang!

The wooden chair He Sheng was sitting on exploded instantly and scattered in all directions!

After looking at his arm, he was covered in black and painful, He Sheng couldn't help but shake his wrist.

This strength is amazing.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Cui Sanming shouted hurriedly: "Mr. He saved you, why do you still have to do it?"

As he said that, Cui Sanming hurriedly stood in front of He Sheng.

Hearing this, a strange look flashed in the man's eyes. He looked at Cui Sanming, then looked at He Sheng behind Cui Sanming, hesitated for a moment, and put away his fist.

"Is he the one who gave me the needle just now?" The man's tone was a little cold and pointed at He Sheng and asked.

Cui Sanming glared at the man with anger: "Otherwise? I told you before that we can't cure your situation. I kindly asked someone to treat you. It's okay if you don't thank me, why did you hit me?"

The man was scolded by Cui Sanming and looked ashamed. He looked at He Sheng with guilty eyes, then lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

"Really, you said you are..."

"Okay, I'm fine." He Sheng walked out from behind Cui Sanming with a smile on his face.

He Sheng looked at the man with a shallow curve on his lips: "Sir, you have practiced it, have you practiced it?"

The man nodded at He Sheng: "That's right..."

The punch just now, even He Sheng could not have exerted such strength. From this we can see that this man's strength may be above him.

The fourth level of the Heavenly Master is already a master among the masters in the world. Moreover, this man is still injured, and his strength is not enough to reflect this punch!

"Cui Sanming, take your dad out first. I'll talk to him for a while and explore his background, and then consider whether to heal his injuries." He Sheng said to Cui Sanming in a low voice.

Cui Sanming was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately: "Okay!"

"Dad, let's go out first. Let's have a walk!" Cui Sanming pulled Cui He's arm, and the father and son walked out of the room.

The door of the room was closed, He Sheng hesitated for a moment and walked towards the man.

"Sir, are here to treat your injuries. Can you let me see your injuries?" He Sheng asked the man.

The man looked at He Sheng with a look, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

While He Sheng was curious about him, he also became curious about He Sheng. His punch was as strong as a thousand pounds. This young man actually blocked it with his hands, which made him feel a little incredible.
Chapter completed!