Time passed quietly for two days.

In the past two days, Xiao Chen has been busy in the hospital, and without Lu Yao by his side, he really seems a little unaccustomed.

But he was also fast, and he quickly dealt with the affairs of the Demon Capital.

This is also for Lu Yao to return to the Demon Capital to develop the Lu Clan, which will be easier.

At this moment, Xiao Chen was resting on a chair in the medical hall.

Two warriors dressed in martial arts uniforms anxiously walked into the medical hall.

The middle-aged warrior in front of him was wrapped in a strap with his hands, and with the support of the young warrior next to him, he didn't look so embarrassed.

The middle-aged martial artist stared slightly, he glanced at the entire medical hall, and it seemed that Xiao Chen was the only one sitting alone in the front hall.

From the time he came in, Xiao Chen immediately observed the hands of this middle-aged martial artist.

The middle-aged martial artist asked indifferently: "Young man, I heard that there is a miracle doctor in Guangji Hall, can you let him come out and see my hands." ”

Xiao Chen sat on the chair, his eyes looking extremely calm.

"There is no miracle doctor, but you can show me this hand, you can do it. ”

The young martial artist next to him showed a sneer, and he looked at Xiao Chen with disdain.

"Just you? such a young hairy boy can also be called a miracle doctor? stop kidding, get out of here, and get your doctor out of the way." ”

Xiao Chen smiled calmly, he raised his eyebrows indifferently, and played with his chin with one hand.

"I said, I'm a miracle doctor, if you don't believe me, then find another home. ”

When the young martial artist heard this, a trace of warm anger quickly appeared on his face.

"Boy, what are you talking about, believe it or not, I can slap you to death with a slap. ”

His threat had no effect on Xiao Chen at all, Xiao Chen casually raised his head and glanced at the young martial artist casually.

The external strength is at its peak, and the talent is not bad, but for Xiao Chen, he can only be regarded as an ant.

If Xiao Chen wanted to, he could slap the young martial artist in front of him to death.

The middle-aged martial artist stared at Xiao Chen with hesitation.

Then, he exhaled slowly, and he nodded and said, "Okay, boy, just show me my hands." ”

Seeing that his master had already said so, it was not good for him to continue to attack Xiao Chen.

But in the end, he still glared at Xiao Chen viciously and threatened coldly.

"Boy, you'd better heal my master's hands, or I'll kill you. ”

Xiao Chen didn't speak, but just motioned for the middle-aged martial artist to unwrap the bandages on his hands.

The middle-aged warrior gritted his teeth, and then endured the severe pain to unwrap the bandages on his hands.

His hands were white and bloodless, as if they had been drained of blood.

The middle-aged martial artist looked at Xiao Chen anxiously and slowly asked, "How is it?" ”

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and stepped forward and carefully checked the pulse of the middle-aged martial artist.

Time passed little by little, and a trace of impatience appeared on the face of the young martial artist next to him.

"Hey, are you optimistic, what's the situation with my master?"

Xiao Chen glanced at the young martial artist unkindly, and scolded coldly: "Give me peace, otherwise you will leave now." ”

The young martial artist was so angry that his teeth itched, he thought that Xiao Chen was just a little guy in the medical hall, and he even dared to speak wildly to him.

However, the young martial artist has no way to take Xiao Chen at the moment, he is now checking the pulse of his master.

The middle-aged martial artist stared at Xiao Chen until Xiao Chen let go of his hand.

He asked in a cold voice, "How is it?

Xiao Chen calmly raised a smile, and he said indifferently: "What about the problem, it's not big, it's not small. ”

After hearing this, the middle-aged martial artist's brows slowly frowned.

However, the young martial artist took the lead and couldn't hold his breath, and he glared at Xiao Chen angrily.

"How the fuck are you talking? ”

Xiao Chen smiled, and he continued to speak: "Because of the previous battle, your arm injury caused the formation of bruises, and now the bruises have blocked the meridians, so the current situation has been caused. ”

After listening to what Xiao Chen said, the middle-aged martial artist slowly stretched his brows, as if he was suddenly opened.

The young martial artist on the side sneered disdainfully.

He said stupidly: "Who can't just say it, you will cure it." ”

Xiao Chen took out a pack of silver needles from his pocket, since this is the case, then it is time for him to make a move.

He took the silver needle and quickly pricked the middle-aged warrior's arm.

His speed was so fast that the young martial artists who were observing on the side couldn't catch up with the speed of Xiao Chen's arm.

Soon, the middle-aged warrior's arm was already full of silver needles, densely packed like a hedgehog.

After pricking the needle, Xiao Chen withdrew his hands.

The middle-aged martial artist looked at Xiao Chen playfully, and he said playfully, "What are the next steps?"

Xiao Chen casually raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

Then, Xiao Chen said in a low voice: "Wait for three minutes, you just keep this posture and don't move." ”

"If the movement causes the meridians in the body to touch, then don't blame me. ”

The middle-aged martial artist frowned, but now that it had reached such an extent, he didn't mind waiting a few more minutes.

The young martial artist seemed to have a strong hostility towards Xiao Chen, and his gaze locked on Xiao Chen coldly.

If Xiao Chen made any moves, he could make a move on the spot now.

Time passed minute by minute, and after almost three minutes, the middle-aged martial artist's arm had gradually begun to bleed black bruises.

After seeing such a situation, a hearty smile finally appeared on the face of the middle-aged martial artist.

Because he could already feel the tremendous pressure in his arm lifting.

It seems that it is really like what Xiao Chen, this kid said, the meridians in his arm may have really been blocked by bruising.

When the young martial artist saw such a situation, the surprise in his eyes was naturally indescribable.

It seems that Xiao Chen does have some skills.

"Master, how are you feeling now?" asked the young warrior.

A smug smile quickly appeared on the middle-aged warrior's face, he raised his eyebrows, and said proudly, "I feel that my hands are full of strength now. ”

As soon as he heard this, a smile also appeared on the young warrior's face.

"Great, if your strength returns to its peak, master, I don't think anyone else dares to provoke us. ”

The young warrior waved his fist angrily, expressing the excitement in his heart to the fullest.