"Yan Shuo, how do you feel?" He Sheng asked Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo frowned, his expression was a little distorted, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts a little..."

He Sheng replied very seriously: "The pain will gradually intensify, and the whole process will take about ten minutes. After ten minutes, the pain will slowly disappear."

If Yan Shuo couldn't help but the pain, He Sheng wouldn't be surprised, because He Sheng once saw his second master repairing the tendons and veins for the third master, and he also used a qi needle. The second master was like himself and a celestial master. The qi penetrated into the tendons and veins of the third master, and even the third master was in great pain. If Yan Shuo couldn't help it, He Sheng could understand it.

"Okay, I can hold it back!"

While speaking, Yan Shuo's face gradually turned red. He had already clenched his teeth, his hands and feet were trembling slightly.

"He Sheng, is it OK?" Li Wen pushed He Sheng with his arm. She and Yan Shuo have known each other for so many years. This is the first time she has seen Yan Shuo make such a painful expression.

You know, when that person had his limbs been destroyed before, Brother Shuo didn't even frown. Now in this kid's hand, a few needles make him feel so painful. Is there anything magical about this needle?

He Sheng curled his lips: "Why do I knock him out?"

"No!" Yan Shuo suddenly shouted with anger: "Mr. He, I can bear it!"

He Sheng nodded: "It's good to bear it, because if I knock you out, maybe when will you wake up? When you wake up, you will find that you can get out of bed, and you will feel no surprise."

As he said that, He Sheng looked at Yan Shuo with a smile and squeezed his eyebrows at Yan Shuo: "Are you right?"

"Yeah! Yes!" Yan Shuo shouted.

Li Wen patted her forehead heavily, but she couldn't understand. It was now, how could this guy still have a smile on his face? The worst thing is, why did Brother Shuo follow suit?

"I'll go outside to smoke a cigarette, it should be just right." As he said that, He Sheng walked slowly into the corridor.

He Sheng walked out of the house with a swagger, but Yan Jian on the side had a strange look on his face.

Fortunately, Tong Shanjing is here. In Yan Jin's opinion, there should be no problem with a man who even Professor Tong admires so much!

Seeing her brother in pain, Yan Jin felt very distressed, but at this moment she could do nothing and could only watch.

He Sheng had just run out of the corridor and lit a cigarette, but Tong Shanjing ran over happily.

He Sheng looked at the cigarette box in his hand and took out one with a smile: "Old Tong, come one?"

"Hehe, come one!" Tong Shanjing grinned and reached out to take the cigarette handed over by He Sheng.

He Sheng took out the lighter and lit the cigarette for Tong Shanjing.

Tong Shanjing had just taken a sip when a shout came.

"Master! Didn't you say you quit smoking ten years ago?" Chen Yu looked at the slightly unfamiliar old man in front of him in a daze. You know, no matter what kind of wealthy businessman or entrepreneur, almost all the patients treated by his master had handed him cigarettes, and he decisively refused.

Why is my master like this? Is it just a boy in his early twenties? As for giving him such a big face?

"Oh, I'll draw one occasionally!" Tong Shanjing glared at Chen Yu.

He Sheng grinned: "Little girl, don't worry, your master's face is slightly yellow and rosy, and he looks tough at first glance. It's okay to smoke a cigarette."

"That's right! How can I not know my own body?" Tong Shanjing rolled his eyes at Chen Yu.

He Sheng couldn't help but want to laugh.

You know, when I saw Tong Shanjing for a long time, this old man had an extraordinary demeanor and a bright and famous doctor style. But since he saw his lotus needle and divine acupoint method, this old man seemed to have changed.

Now I see the Qi needles that have been lost in acupuncture for many years. How could he still look like an old man? He looks like a scoundrel when smoking.

Of course, He Sheng didn't dare to say this in front of Tong Shanjing, and could only mutter in his heart.

"Hehe, Mr. He, were you just a qi needle?" Tong Shanjing asked in a low voice. He was a smart person. He just interrupted him, just to prevent him from asking the sentence in full, and he understood it in his heart.

He Sheng nodded with a chuckle: "Old Tong has extraordinary eyesight..."

"Hehe, Mr. He, to be honest, I have traveled around the world over the years and met many famous doctors. I can't believe it if I am a doctor like you!" Tong Shanjing said excitedly.

He Sheng’s divine acupoint method emphasizes the strength of the needle, while the lotus needle focuses on the three-point penis into the bone. The current Qi needle is even more powerful. From the needle to the qi, these are all treasures left by our ancestors!

"Old Tong, I know what you mean..." He Sheng grinned.

"Hehehe..." Tong Shanjing's face turned red. He liked to chat with He Sheng very much. He felt that in front of this young man, he seemed to be able to see through everything by the other party. The most important thing was that he could see through it, but he did not expose it, and could speak according to his own wishes.

"Teach!" He Sheng said loudly: "But the qi needle is a bit difficult, and you are afraid you can't learn it."

"It's okay! My apprentice is very smart. As long as Mr. He doesn't dislike you, I promise she won't let you down!"

He Sheng nodded, squinted his eyes and said, "I can see that your apprentice is not only arrogant, but other things are good..."

"Yes, after all, young people, how can you be as calm as Mr. He?"

“…”

He Sheng felt that the old man praised him too much.

However, these words sound quite comfortable!

After smoking a cigarette, He Sheng walked into the room, leaned his head and looked at the sofa. He Sheng's expression suddenly changed.

Yan Shuo on the sofa seemed to be drunk and his head was bloodshot. He almost clenched his teeth, and while enduring the pain, he also maintained his body relaxation.

He Sheng had to sigh that this guy is indeed very tolerant!

He Sheng moved towards Yan Shuo.

"Yan Shuo, how do you feel? Are you getting better?" He Sheng asked.

"No...it's not as painful as before!" Yan Shuo said vigorously.

He Sheng nodded: "That's good, the pain should disappear in a while, so bear with it!"

"Um!"

Time passed minute by minute, and about five minutes later, Yan Shuo, who was lying on the sofa, had completely relaxed.

He Sheng began to slowly pull out the eight needles.

Yan Shuo gasped heavily and stared at the ceiling.

In those ten minutes just now, only Yan Shuo knew how painful it was. That kind of pain was like a death! The tendons and veins on the limbs seemed to be in a state of cramps, and it was getting more and more painful, so painful that it was unbearable!

Pull out the eight needles and put them into the cloth bag slowly.

Then, He Sheng turned around and looked at Yan Shuo.

"Don't lie down, you can stand up."

After saying this, He Sheng stretched out his right hand to Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo was stunned for a moment. He seemed to be a little unbelievable, and looked at He Sheng in shock. However, seeing He Sheng extending his right hand towards him, Yan Shuo subconsciously reached out to grab it.

As soon as he grabbed He Sheng's palm, He Sheng pulled Yan Shuo hard and pulled Yan Shuo up from the sofa.
Chapter completed!