When Meng Heshan saw Gu Feng asking for an injection again, he couldn't help but say to Meng Haichuan: "Second brother, I think my father's condition is also stable. Why don't you go back and treat it?"

"Mr. Meng, are you worried about me?" Gu Feng turned to look at Meng Heshan and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not as useless as the one you invited!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old man's face turned extremely gloomy.

Meng Heshan also changed color suddenly, afraid that Master Yang would be angry, so he pointed at Gu Feng and shouted: "Who are you talking about? Be careful when you speak."

"Isn't it?" Gu Feng glanced at the old man and said, "The Thirteen Instruments of the Ghost Gate, as the name suggests, there are thirteen Instruments in total. If I read it correctly, you should only learn the first five Instruments. So, after you just finished applying the acupuncture, Mr. Meng would have such a strong reaction."

There was horror in the old man's eyes.

Many years ago, he obtained a broken thirteen-needle stitching score of the Ghost Gate, which records the method of applying the first five needles. It took nearly twenty years to master these five needles.

The old man never expected that Gu Feng would see it at a glance.

"If you learn the eight needles at the back, then Mr. Meng will not have the same situation as before." Gu Feng said.

"How come you know so well about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?" the old man asked.

Gu Feng smiled slightly and said, "Because I can."

"You will?" The old man was stunned, then his eyes widened: "You mean, you can have the complete Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?"

Gu Feng smiled without saying a word.

The old man's heart was shocking. What kind of monster is this kid? Not only the Taiyi Divine Needle, but also the Thirteen Needle of the Ghost Gate?

Seeing that Master Yang was suppressed by Gu Feng, Meng Haichuan felt a little happy and said politely: "Mr. Gu, it's better to ask you to treat my father quickly!"

"Okay." Gu Feng took the silver needle and said to the old man: "In fact, even if you can get the complete Thirteen needles of the Ghost Sect, you can't cure Mr. Meng. Because what really harms Mr. Meng's body is the poison."

"If the poison in the old man's body is not removed, it will not be able to recover. There is only one way to completely eliminate the poison, that is, to kill the poison in the old man's body."

Gu Feng looked at the old man and said, "If I read it correctly, your real identity is not a doctor, but a Gu master!"

Hearing this, Meng Haichuan glanced at the old man deeply.

"I don't know what you are talking about." The old man denied expressionlessly.

"It doesn't matter whether you can understand it or not. What's important is that I can clear the insects in Mr. Meng's body." After Gu Feng said that, he quickly stabbed Mr. Meng's eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a few golden needles and stabbed them on Mr. Meng's limbs. Then, he opened the ghost doctor's spiritual eyes, and his gaze became clear in an instant.

Gu Feng took a few more needles before saying, "Mr. Meng, bring a container."

Meng Haichuan glanced at it, took a purple clay teapot from the table in the room and handed it to Gu Feng, "Give it!"

When Gu Feng saw it, he laughed silently and said, "This pot is so precious, it's a pity to destroy it. Take a bowl!"

Meng Haichuan hurriedly instructed Li Uncle to go to the kitchen to get a bowl and hand it over to Gu Feng.

Gu Feng placed the bowl beside the bed, then stabbed a blood hole in Mr. Meng's left middle finger with a golden needle, and then he saw blood dropping into the bowl.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Blood flows more and more.

Seeing this scene, a strong murderous intent emerged in the eyes of the old man next to him.
Chapter completed!