C16 fire needle technique (1/2)

However, what he needed to do now still had to be done. Dong Bicun deeply understood this sentence.

He pulled Dong Wen Feng to the side and whispered: ”Wen Feng, what background does this friend of yours have?

A cold smile emerged from Dong Bicun's heart. Don't blame me for being careless, when the old man can't do it, it'll all be your fault!

Dong Xinhao walked over from the side and put on an act: ”That's right, cousin brother, whether this old man can do it or not, why don't we try searching again, I don't believe that at such a big age, there will not be a single person who can cure grandfather's disease!”

Seeing the Dong Bicun father and son putting on an act, Dong Wen Feng felt disgusted, he endured the disgust in his heart and laughed: ”Second Uncle, don't worry. If anything happens to grandfather, I will take responsibility for it!”

suppressed the joy in his heart and patted Dong Wen Feng's shoulder: ”Wen Feng, don't blame Second Uncle. After all, this concerns your grandfather's life and death, I have to be cautious!”

Dong Wen Feng slightly nodded, and looked at Old Man Wang: ”Old Man Wang, let's begin.”

Old man Wang nodded and took out a jade box from his backpack. After opening it, there were silver needles of varying lengths.

Taking a deep breath, the aura on old man Wang's body suddenly changed. His vulgar eyes became clear. The old man from before was clearly two different people.

Old man Wang removed the tube from Dong Qizheng's body and took off the upper half of his body. With a brush of his hands, dozens of silver needles appeared in his hands.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Old man Wang swung his hands and pierced the silver needles into different acupuncture points.

In the blink of an eye, along with the sound of air being cut open, Dong Qizheng's body was covered in silver needles.

Elder Wang did not dare to hesitate. His two hands shot out like lightning and slapped Dong Qiizheng a few times.

With every slap, Dong Qiizheng's body slightly trembled.

Seeing this scene, Dong Xinhao was about to flare up, but he was held back by Dong Bicun, who shook his head at him, indicating that this was not the time for him to flare up.

Looking at Dong Qizheng who was lying on the sickbed, Dong Bicun sighed in his heart, Father, don't blame me for being ruthless, if you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being too biased!

If I wake you up, I'm afraid I won't have anything to do with the position of the head of the Dong Clan!

But Dong Wen Feng did not move, he believed in Old Man Wang's medical skills.

Old man Wang struck out with dozens of palms. Dong Qiizheng let out a ”wow” and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

This scene caused everyone on the scene to have different thoughts in their minds.

Dong Wen Feng heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, he knew that Old Man Wang's treatment had worked.

As for Dong Bicun and his son, their expressions were so dark they could drip water at any moment. They never would have thought that this old man would actually be able to force the cold poison out of the old man's body!

As they imagined the scene of the old man waking up, their expressions turned even more unsightly.

”Alright, the old man has already removed part of the cold poison. When tomorrow comes, I'll give him another round of acupuncture and he'll be able to wake up.” Old man Wang said as he put away the silver needles.

”The 'Flame Needle Technique' is indeed extraordinary!” Dong Wen Feng praised.