He Xian was not only shocked, but even began to doubt his own life.

He has practiced medicine for decades in his life, and he has never seen this kind of acupuncture technique, not to mention that the dead veins are not dead, but those strange positions alone have completely broken all his previous cognitions, and those veins he had never heard of before.

The chest, legs, waist, eyes, and golden points are not without veins, but they all seem to be deflected by him, right?

Although he was full of surprise at Hua Ziyun's methods, he couldn't help but twist his body over, He Xian really couldn't stand Hua Ziyun, who was quite sharp in the early stage, but had to rely on his granddaughter to find acupuncture points in the later stage, which made him a little embarrassed as a grandfather.

"Bonus +20. ”

"Bonus +20. ”

"Bonus +20. ”

“······”

A series of system boosts almost exploded Hanakoyun's head.

"Get out, put Lao Tzu into silent mode!" Hua Ziyun snorted coldly in his heart, and helplessly touched an acupuncture point at the root of He Yueru's thigh, and pierced the needle into it.

He didn't want to do this, who knew that it was fine at the beginning, but just halfway through, an unscrupulous ecstasy system suddenly appeared and dominated him without scruples.

Hua Ziyun has the heart to kill him, if he doesn't come out sooner or later, he just wants him to take advantage of others at such a critical moment, and in front of his grandfather, this is so crazy······

It's not just him who is embarrassed, even He Yueru, who is sitting on the wooden bed, is extremely embarrassed, she has a very white face, she has a red face, Hua Ziyun will inevitably touch some places that should not be touched by touching acupuncture points in such an orderly manner, if she hadn't found that she could get sick when she was holding hands, she was not sick in this state of heart beating wildly and shortness of breath, she might have been treated with her middle finger because of shame.

It's just that this red is red from the neck to the heels, her body has never been so wanton by anyone since she was a child, if it weren't for the medical treatment, He Yueru couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and finally she could only close her eyes in shame and shame, she dared to look at Hua Ziyun there, and simply closed her eyes and deceived herself.

"Unscrupulous ecstasy system, are you playing blindly with Lao Tzu, you look at the shame of others, how do you make people face Lao Tzu in the future, are you ······ heart?"

Hua Ziyun couldn't stand it anymore, and the touch between his palms also made him a little unbearable.

"Ding, the ecstasy system detects that the host is inattentive and unable to accurately find the vein, so it turns on the perspective mode by itself!"

"Nima ······"

“······”

Three minutes later, Hua Ziyun finally completed the eighty-one line of needles.

Taking advantage of the fact that the granddaughters were not paying attention, he quietly wiped a handful of blood stains on his lips that had not dried up, covered his nose and turned around and ran out, "Okay, grandpa, just take off the needle in fifteen minutes, I have already helped her break her previous physique and reorganize the meridians, Sister He's condition will not recur in the future, I will go back and rest······"

He ran away, and He Xian turned around and glanced at He Yueru with a blood-red face, "Xiao, Xiaoru, how do you feel?"

"Grandpa~" He Yueru opened her eyes and nodded with a shy face, "I feel that my body seems to have changed, the blood flow speed of my whole body is very fast, and the discomfort of the pharyngeal tract for more than ten years is gone, but I ······ just now."

He Xian knew what his granddaughter wanted to say, his old face sank and he asked a little overwhelmed, "What do you think of that kid just now?"

"Grandpa······"

“······”

Rushing back to the room, Hua Ziyun rushed directly into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and slapped it in the face frantically.

The fat man and Zhao Yitian, who were still chatting, glanced at each other, got up from the bed and blocked the bathroom door.

"With my years of experience, Boss, you didn't do anything good just now. Zhao Tiantian looked at Hua Ziyun with a cheap smile and asked.

The fat man also nodded a little steadily, touched his chin thoughtfully and analyzed: "It's indeed a bit abnormal, he only appears from time to time when Sister Hua attacks, strange things, strange things!"

Hua Ziyun turned off the cold faucet with her hand, and glared at the two friends angrily, "Don't you need to sleep? Don't you know that gossip kills cats?"

After speaking, he squeezed through the two of them with a little weakness, came to his bed and plunged into it, and kept playing the picture just now in his head, which simply lingered, and the ecstasy system was simply too bad.

"Something!" the fat man smiled and pouted.

"Something must be wrong!" Zhao Tiantian echoed affirmatively.

Early the next morning, Hua Ziyun, who was still in a semi-collapsed state, greeted her sister, and she was not even embarrassed to say hello, took the fat man and Zhao Yitian out of the hospital with their luggage, and took a taxi to Kyoto No. 17 Middle School.

Then the coquettish excessive operation, if you let people know, you will definitely break your legs.

He didn't know what He Xian would think in his heart, and at the same time, he didn't know if he would bring any shadow to He Yueru's heart, anyway, he was ruthlessly cheated by the system this time, what kind of love is it, and he quickly slipped away while others hadn't asked for guilt.

Fortunately, Hua Ziyun was glad that his sister didn't find any clues, and the two bad friends along the way didn't mention anything, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

When I came to the entrance of Kyoto No. 17 Middle School, several people walked inside with a few large suitcases.

Seventeenth Middle School is much older than Nanming High School, and there are many students coming and going in it, and it just so happens that today is Sunday, and many students are out of class, and this bustling atmosphere makes several people feel refreshed.

Not long after he walked into the door, Hua Ziyun was pulled aside by a young man who was almost two years old, and asked mysteriously: "Four, you seem to be transfer students from other places, right?

"Damn, are you pulling people?" Zhao Yitian was stunned for a moment, and asked a little embarrassed: "Is the national art popularized on campus now?"

Hua Ziyun was also very helpless, the people in Kyoto were really like what Master Wudao said, this national art was actually regarded as an after-school hobby? But even if you are interested, what can you learn in school?

"We're different, our president is a master of the seventeenth, it's definitely no problem to have him, you see that the few who sent posters over there are not all poaching people, they definitely don't have our background. As he spoke, the young man also pointed to the students in front of the bulletin board not far away.

Eh, Guoshu has become an interest gang, and it's the first time I've seen people like this.

Just when Hua Ziyun and the others were hesitating, a senior who looked like a senior strode to the bulletin board, and a large white piece of paper was pasted on the bulletin board, "I, Qingshan, recruiting!"