C11 Ghost Doctor's Second Stance of Thirteen Needles
"Don't make a sound, or your son will die." Qin Zhong concentrated on controlling the silver needle in his hand which was supported by the air flowing in the air. His deep black eyes were full of seriousness and prudence, without the slightest bit of carelessness.
One. The wrong eye was the moment when Loong Henn lost his life!
Eighth Master, who was standing next to Qin Zhong, frowned. He was worried about his son who was already lying on the bed. Looking at Qin Zhong's expression, he didn't know what to do, so he just wanted to ask.
After all, this was his only son!
Just as he was about to say something, Qin Zhong's unquestionable words rang in his ears, and he instantly fell silent.
Qin Zhong's impression of Eighth Master changed a lot in his heart. It seemed like what Eighth Master said was true. Even though Long Fei was a ruthless man who killed without blinking his eyes, and had a high status and power, he still loved his son dearly.
After that, he retracted his gaze. With a slight force from his fingertip, the tip of the needle, which was glowing with a bright light, pierced into the weak Loong Henn's heart, which was lying on the bed, and went straight to his right.
However, just as it was about to touch Loong Henn's skin, the silver needle began to spin rapidly, invisible to the naked eye. It brought along an invisible air swirl, and the shallow blood vessels in Loong Henn's heart were undergoing a strong change!
The second style of the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Doctor - Profound Meridian Sealing Needle!
The air was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard in the room. Only the sound of breathing could be heard in the room.
But outside the room, the pot had already exploded.
"Why is there still no movement after such a long time? I think this trash must be very capable." Lau Changyun stood in front of the crowd, patted his clothes and pretended to be loud.
It was neither too big nor too small, and it could be heard by everyone present.
It was here! The person who had come was Eighth Master's friend, as well as the authoritative figure of the Lau family. Lau Changyun's words were like a stone sinking into the ocean, stirring up waves.
One! A girl in a yellow dress said with disdain, "I think so too. Even grandfather can't cure a patient. How can this trash be cured?"
It was unknown which generation of Lau family was talking, but the coy voice made people have goosebumps.
Lau Kun frowned when he heard this, but it was obvious that his face had relaxed a lot. This trash could also be the scapegoat for him, why not?
"Shut up! What kind of nonsense is this?!" But for the sake of face, he still had to put on a show of martial arts. Lau Kun suddenly knocked on the rattan cane in his hand and scolded the young people who were talking behind him.
Lau Changyun twitched his mouth when he heard this and didn't say anything else.
After all, no one could bear the consequences of angering the old man.
Crack!
Suddenly, the door of the room that had been closing in was instantly opened. A clear sound of a lock being unlocked could be heard. Everyone's eyes were focused on the door.
Some were gloating, some were truly anxious, and some were looking forward to something.
However, they saw a bodyguard in black walk out. Lau Kun's eyes were staring at the door, as if he wanted to know the answer.
He wanted to let Qin Zhong cure Loong Henn and save Lau family, but he also didn't want to do it in his heart.
After all, if Qin Zhong really cured Eighth Master's son, wouldn't he brag about his medical skills in the future?
Where would he put Lau Kun?
"Everyone, please wait a moment. Eighth Master will be out in a while." The bodyguard in black glanced at the crowd below and said seriously.
There was no expression on his face, which was wearing sunglasses. No one could tell whether he was happy or sad, and no one could guess the result.
In the room, the atmosphere relaxed a little.
"I didn't expect you to be so capable. In my opinion, you're not inferior to that Old Man Liu at all. However... the rumors don't match the real person. "
Eighth Master saw that Qin Zhong had put away the silver needles and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He smiled and clapped his hands. Then he tucked the corner of his bed for his son. He looked at the calm young man in front of him and praised him from the bottom of his heart.
Indeed, the illness that even Old Man Liu couldn't cure had been cured by this young man. Furthermore, he had saved his own son's life. How could he not be excited?
One should not judge a book by its cover. This sentence was not unreasonable.
Originally, he thought that when he saw Qin Bug's carefree appearance at such a young age, he did not expect that he would hide his strength and bide his time. His internal medical skills were not shallow at all.
"Eighth Master is overpraising me. Words should stop being spoken by wise people. I believe that Eighth Master will definitely have a great change of view in the future." Qin Zhong did not feel complacent when he heard Long Fei's words. Instead, he slightly nodded his head and looked indifferent.
This made Long Fei admire him even more. This young man had a good disposition, and he didn't seem arrogant and conceited at all.
If it were any other junior who was praised by him like this, his tail would have been raised to the sky, and he would have wanted to boast to others. However, this man in front of him seemed to be accustomed to it.
He didn't know if it was Eighth Master's misconception, but he had a feeling that this man was absolutely not a person of the pond. It seemed like the Lau family had always been the target of the geese.
He had already asked his subordinates to investigate the information when Qin Zhong came in. He didn't find any other information. He only knew that this kid had lived in the Lau family for many years. It was rumored that he was a good-for-nothing from the outside world. He was a pretty boy who relied on women to eat.
"You have cured my son, so naturally, I will thank you. Tell me, what do you want?" Eighth Master looked at Qin Zhong and nodded his head in satisfaction. After that, he sat down and looked at Loong Henn, who had fallen asleep comfortably. He raised his eyes and looked at Qin Zhong, who had already packed up and was about to leave.
People in the underworld always paid attention to their principles and bottom line. Eighth Master would naturally remember Qin Zhong's kindness to his son.
"Eighth Master is being too serious. I really don't have anything that I want. How about this, if I have any difficulties in the future, can I borrow Grandfather Long's hand to help me?"
Qin Zhong, who was about to turn around, stopped in his tracks. When he heard Eighth Master's vigorous words, he turned around and smiled.
He really did not want it. Right now, he only wanted to cure the hidden disease in Lau Shihan's body. After thinking for a while, he realized that Eighth Master's condition was not something that anyone could ask for.
If one wanted to say that this city could cover the sky with one hand, it must be Long Fei.
Furthermore, he hadn't recovered his identity yet, so it wasn't impossible for him to borrow Eighth Master's hand to cover his identity.
"Alright. I, Long Fei, didn't misjudge him. If you have any problems in the future, feel free to look for me." Long Fei looked at the indifferent Qin Zhong and was stunned for a second. Then, he let out a hearty laugh.
This kid will definitely do something big in the future!
He didn't know where Qin Zhong came from, but he knew that this kid wasn't acting like this.
These were only the tip of the iceberg. Unfortunately, the Lau family didn't recognize Mount Tai. They actually treated such a good son-in-law as trash.
What a pity.
"Then, I'll see you later, Eighth Master." Qin Zhong nodded slightly, turned around, and walked into the room.
He still had to tell his wife about the situation, but he could not be too direct.
Looking at Qin Zhong's tall figure leaving, a profound look flashed across Eighth Master's eyes.
Qin Zhong, who had just walked out, felt numerous gazes on him. Some were full of probing, while others were full of ridicule and gloating.
