Several people who knew about Mr. Zhao's condition were all stunned!

Because, what Yi Wubai said is exactly the same as Mr. Zhao's actual situation!

But Mr. Zhao has never met Yi Wubai at all!

That is to say, these are Yi Wubai's own trumpets?

Mo Shoucheng and Old Man Mo were dumbfounded, although they had all heard Mo Sanye say about Yi Wubai's horror, but they didn't

I thought that Yi Wubai was really so powerful, and he could tell Mr. Zhao's condition clearly just by relying on the pulse!

"Mr. Yi, Doctor Yi, please save me!" he said. Mr. Zhao knelt down directly.

In fact, I don't blame him for this, but because noon and midnight are hours of folding for him

Grind!

When that feeling came, he wanted to kill himself!

If it weren't for the medicine that Mo Lao gave him to greatly alleviate the pain, maybe he would have committed suicide several times.

However, Mr. Zhao has also felt it, and now the effect of the medicine prepared by Old Man Mo is getting smaller and smaller.

Perhaps, his body is becoming more and more resistant to medicine!

Mr. Zhao didn't know how long he would be able to top. Maybe in a few days, I can't help but be in pain and will commit suicide.

Therefore, hearing Yi Wubai directly explain his condition, Mr. Zhao felt that he saw a glimmer of light.

"Mr. Yi, that's right! That's it! Help me!" Mr. Zhao knelt on the ground!

The Moying family was also a little stunned when they saw Mr. Zhao kneeling on the ground, as if they didn't expect Mr. Zhao's identity

People would do such a thing.

"You must be in pain, right?" Yi Wubai said lightly, as if he had said something irrelevant.

"Hmm!" Mr. Zhao nodded, "Mr. Yi, look!"

As he spoke, Mr. Zhao took off his shirt, only to see that it was full of shocking scratches!

Some are bloody, some have just made a coffee!

"Ahh "How did you get this?"

"The heat and cold were enough to make me uncomfortable, but the itching of these two episodes made me unable to control myself at all

I can't help but scratch it, that's why it's like this!" Mr. Zhao said helplessly.

Old man Mo smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zhao, it turns out that the medicine I prepared for you has no effect, and you still came to comfort me and said that the effect is very good!"

Mr. Zhao hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Mr. Mo, don't blame yourself, your medicine works really well, I took it."

The back is much better than before, and it has lightened a lot. But my body may slowly resist the medicine, and your medicine will slowly take effect

The fruit declined. ”

Old Man Mo seemed to get a hint of comfort. Turning his head to look at Yi Wubai, he asked, "Stinky boy, can you cure it?"

Okay?"

Yi Wubai smiled, "Such a small problem is very simple for me, only some people who have no ability

I can't cure it!"

Seeing that Old Man Mo was angry, Yi Wubai always had an indescribable sense of pride, he didn't know that he had such a bad taste

Where did the hell come from!

Sure enough, when Old Man Mo heard Yi Wubai, he hated it, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"You get up first! It's not time yet, and when it's noon, when you start to have seizures, I."

Let's help you treat it again!" Yi Wubai said lightly.

"Cut, is it incurable, you have to delay time!" Old Man Mo said with a snort.

Yi Wubai smiled, nodded and said, "That's right, it just can't be cured, or you can come!"

Old Man Mo directly closed his mouth and glared at Yi Wubai fiercely.

The Ink Shadow on the side chuckled.

Mo Shoucheng arranged for Li Shufen to cook, and Mr. Zhao also stayed, and a few people chatted nonsense, quietly waiting for twelve o'clock.

Old man Mo kept thinking about the question of "dragon raising its head" that was knocked on the side of Yi Wubai, and where did Yi Wubai learn Chinese medicine, but

They were all easily scolded back by Yi Wubai.

In the end, I didn't ask anything, and I was half angry with myself!

When twelve o'clock came, Mr. Zhao said anxiously: "Mr. Yi, that feeling is coming again!"

Yi Wubai nodded. Under his "Thunder Eye", that peculiar true qi began to surge up in Mr. Zhao's meridians

Jump down, and then keep stimulating Mr. Zhao's body.

"Go get the silver needle!" Yi Wubai commanded.

Mo Shoucheng was stunned, and Old Man Mo kicked Mo Shoucheng's ass directly. "You still want me to get it?"

Seeing this familiar kick, Yi Wubai finally knew why Mo Sanye kicked Tianbao so badly!

Heredity!

His daughter was next to him, and Mo Shoucheng's face was a little unbearable, so he blushed and went to get the silver needle.

When Mo Shoucheng came back, Mr. Zhao had already ripped off all his clothes, and the whole person began to sweat, which seemed to be very

It's hot, and then I keep trying to scratch myself!

However, Yi Wubai had already held down Mr. Zhao's hands for the first time!

Seeing that Mr. Zhao's face turned fierce in pain, Mo Shoucheng suddenly understood why Mr. Zhao said that he was all

I want to commit suicide! I also understand why he would rather kneel down than want Yi Wubai to cure him.

It's so painful!

See the silver needle. Yi Wubai took it easily.

Yi Wubai's hand was withdrawn, and Mr. Zhao was about to reach out to scratch it, but as soon as Yi Wubai raised his hand, the needle in his hand flew over

Go, Mr. Zhao can't move anymore!

"What the third said is true!" Old Man Mo looked at Yi Wubai in shock.

Yi Wubai didn't even twist his head, but continued to apply the needle, "One needle to control qi and break yin and yang!"

Raising his hand again, there were a few more silver needles. "Two needles resist impermanence!"

Yi Wubai detoured behind Mr. Zhao and threw out a few needles again, "Three needles to control the qi of heaven and earth!"

To the side, "Four needles against wind and rain!"

On the other side, "Five Needles Imperial Qi Heavenly Thunder!"

A rumbling sound came, and everyone thought it was thunder, but it turned out that the sound was from Mr. Zhao's body

Coming out of the inside!

Everyone looked at Yi Wubai's eyes again, where did he speak wildly!

That's it. Yi Wubai surrounded Mr. Zhao and inserted the silver needle, every time it was a mantra, and ten consecutive needles ended!

"Ten needles return to one yin to yang!" Yi Wubai slowly took two steps back!

It was only then that everyone was shocked to find that the silver needle on Mr. Zhao's body had slowly taken on two shapes.

The silver needle on the left side turned red, as if it had been burned on fire, and the right half had a layer of cold attached to it

Frost, as if frozen!

"Divine skill, divine skill, breathtaking!" old man Mo muttered to the side.

Yi Wubai smiled. "Not done yet?"

As he spoke, Yi Wubai let out a low roar, "Yin and Yang Eighteen Hands!"

Then, Yi Wubai's hand conjured up countless afterimages, which kept falling on Mr. Zhao's body!

"Bang! bang!"

Every hand, peck, cut, pat, pinch, everything looks so natural and so comfortable!

"This is the Eight Styles of the Holy Hand? No! There are ten more than the Eight Styles of the Holy Hand! Oh my God! Master Zu opened his eyes, let me

Seeing so many legendary Chinese medicine stunts!" Old Man Mo was so excited!

Mo Shoucheng was also very excited, but seeing that his father was so excited, he still helped him first, saving his excitement

Something accidental.

Yi Wubai slowly withdrew his hand, and then said in a low voice: "Hurry up and retreat!"

As he spoke, he began to retreat!

Although Old Man Mo didn't know what Yi Wubai meant. However, seeing that Yi Wubai had retreated, he hurriedly retreated.

Yi Wubai pointed at Mr. Zhao from afar, "Out!"

Yi Wubai's words seemed to send a signal, and Mr. Zhao immediately made a "whooshing" sound!

I saw silver needles, as if stimulated, fired from Mr. Zhao's body, like bullets

Shoot in all directions at a rapid pace!

"Whoosh!" The living room is a mess!

Silver pins were inserted in different positions, TVs were broken, glass was broken, sofas, coffee tables, and bonsai were all broken

It's broken. Even the old man Mo has been brewing medicine and wine for I don't know how many years has been broken!

Moreover, some of these silver needles burned a hole in things, and some froze the fish tank, which is very magical!

"Ahh

Hudi said.

"Mo Lao, for all your losses, I will compensate you ten times on behalf of my little brother!" Mr. Zhao said and stood up.

Mo Shoucheng hurriedly asked, "Mr. Zhao, is your illness cured?"

Mr. Zhao nodded, knelt down at Yi Wubai, "Helper, please accept Zhao Dongfeng's worship!"

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