Qin Fan originally just wanted to dissolve the toxins in Feng Lao's body as soon as possible, and then take over the pharmacy and not have any more contact with them.

But when he vaguely guessed his identity, he felt quite emotional.

Such veterans, even with a lot of special treatment, still deserve the admiration of everyone throughout their lives.

If you do something hastily, you will not be at ease.

Soon, when the first silver needle fell into the acupuncture point, it was just a slight tingling, which was nothing to Feng Lao.

But when Qin Fan used the aura of heaven and earth and gradually submerged into his body along the root of the silver needle, Feng Lao's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

This kind of pain is not an ordinary pain.

It feels like a thousand ants, biting back and forth in their internal organs.

Maybe the bite force of an ant is not enough to make people miserable. But thousands of ants are dispatched, which is enough to make people feel that life is worse than death!

When the aura entered his body, Qin Fan subconsciously glanced at Feng Lao.

But I saw that his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. It slid down his cheek and landed on the ground with a snapping sound.

But even so, Feng Lao still didn't make a sound.

The old man gritted his teeth and fought with terrible perseverance.

"Old man, if you really can't hold on, it's okay to shout twice." Qin Fan was silent for a moment and reminded loudly.

"Back then, the bullet pierced Lao Tzu's body was nothing, what can a little acupuncture do to me?"

Feng Lao seems to be calm and calm on the surface, but he is actually a violent temper. It's just that it's covered up by that powerful aura of superiors.

Now I just used a loud cry to cover up the pain in my body.

When Qin Fan heard this, he sighed and shook his head, "Old man, is this really the case?" ”

"That's true!"

"Well, it's just the first shot. The same pain will occur seventeen times, and I hope you will still be so hard-mouthed when you are old. ”

After Qin Fan said these words expressionlessly, he planned to get a second injection.

Feng Lao's face turned pale, and he raised his head and asked, "What?" And seventeen stitches? No, no, you have to give the old man a way to figure it out! ”

It's fake to say that it doesn't hurt, but this conversation between the old and the young has unconsciously brought the relationship closer.

Qin Fan did not speak, but once again used the aura to circulate in Feng Lao's body.

This aura is different from the previous one and can have a paralyzing effect.

Sensing that the pain in his body was gradually reduced, Feng Lao breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look at Qin Fan strangely.

"Little one, aren't you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

Qin Fan grinned and said, "If it weren't for that, would you really be willing to confess to me like this?" ”

"This ......"

Feng Lao was speechless, and then smiled awkwardly: "Alas, your kid's personality is the same as his medical skills, which is really elusive. ”

As time passed, all eighteen silver needles were inserted into Feng Lao's body.

Each silver needle was submerged with a blue aura, but when it was pulled out, the needle was covered with a faint green light.

Qin Fan knew that it was almost impossible to dissolve all the toxins at once.

Moreover, with his current cultivation, he was exhausted just by helping people do secondary Reiki acupuncture.

Knowing that it was over, Feng Lao got up and finished getting dressed and was about to go down to the ground to walk, but his expression suddenly froze.

After a long while, he trembled his lips and said excitedly: "I...... My body ......"

As he spoke, he twisted his body and laughed ruddyly.

After realizing that his body had indeed improved a lot compared to before, Feng Lao looked at Qin Fan and slapped him twice on the shoulder.

Old Feng's expression was excited but incredible.

It was hard for him to understand that just one acupuncture session could really make a big difference to his body.

"Old man, I have three courses of acupuncture, and once every three months. When it's all over, your body will be healed. ”

No matter what Qin Fan said now, Old Feng nodded with a smile on his face.

Zhang Lao, who was originally pacing anxiously, was ready to break in.

What is the identity of Feng Lao, he knows better than anyone else.

Just as he was about to start, he saw the door of the inner room being opened first.

At this moment, whether it was Jiang Lao or his granddaughter, they all subconsciously held their breath and waited for the result.

Only the arrested bodyguard still held his head proud.

But when Feng Lao walked out of the inner room safe and sound, and the whole person seemed to be in good spirits, his smile instantly froze.

I saw the bodyguard's pupils shrink suddenly, and he muttered in a low voice, "Impossible...... It's simply not possible ......"

On the other hand, Zhang Lao rushed towards Feng Lao with a brisk step, held his hands and trembled, and said, "Brother Feng, do you feel better?" ”

This sentence can be said to be knowingly asked.

As a medical immortal, he should be able to see some clues from Feng Lao's face and movements when he came out.

But is it possible?

A boy who seems to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old can successfully resolve a difficulty that he has not overcome for many years.

If this reaches the medical association, it will inevitably cause an uproar!

It wasn't until he confirmed that his old friend's health had improved, and Mr. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

It was Zhang Lao's granddaughter who smiled at Qin Fan, who was left out in the cold.

Qin Fan nodded, and then came to Zhang Lao and interjected indifferently: "Senior Zhang, have you forgotten something?" ”

After all, Qin Fan is not willing to make a move for this small pharmacy?

As long as you can get this medicine shop, you can sit back and relax at least during the process of stepping into the golden pill period.

As for the future, if you have the strength, you still can't find cultivation materials?

"Don't don't, don't, the old man you shouted by your predecessors is really ashamed!"

Zhang Lao suddenly changed his arrogant posture, and waved his hand at Qin Fan again and again in flattery.

That's the reality.

No matter how superb Zhang Lao's medical skills are in the eyes of outsiders, he is only a well-known old Chinese medicine doctor at most in Qin Fanmian.

I thought that this old man would find all kinds of reasons and was unwilling to admit his failure.

Now it seems that Qin Fan is a little worried.

"And this pharmacy?"

"Needless to say, from now on, this pharmacy is the predecessor's!"

Qin Fan nodded with satisfaction and began to look around at the pharmacy.

Speaking of which, although the location of this pharmacy is a little off, the layout is far larger than he imagined.

"Huh? I didn't find it before, but there is a second floor in this pharmacy? ”

If you don't look closely, it's hard to spot a dilapidated wooden staircase in the corner.

Just as Qin Fan was about to ask, Zhang Lao took the first step to explain: "Senior, there is an ordinary storeroom above. ”

Storeroom?

Qin Fan didn't think much about it, but turned his gaze to the counter that had always made him curious.

Unexpectedly, he was about to speak, but was interrupted again.

I heard a cold voice suddenly come from outside the door of the pharmacy, and said, "I heard that there are guys who violate the discipline of the association here?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Qin Fan was immediately stunned.

It seems that the Hermit Association sent someone to take away the bodyguard who secretly harmed Feng Lao.

When Zhang Lao saw the comer, he immediately arched his hand and said: "It turned out that Supervisor Cheng was coming, and he was disappointed!" ”

The guy he called the Overseer was a middle-aged man with gray hair in his early fifties.

I saw that he first glanced at Zhang Lao in front of him, and then sneered: "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be Zhang Yixian who is admired by the world." ”

Having said that, the tone sounded a bit yin and yang.

Zhang Lao smiled embarrassedly, and replied with a continuous gesture: "Don't dare to be, I hope that Supervisor Cheng can deal with this son fairly." ”

As he spoke, he saw Zhang Lao looking at the arrested bodyguard.

When Cheng Jian and the bodyguard who assassinated Feng Lao looked at each other, they all smiled in unison.

The former's smile still seems to be arrogant. And the smile of the latter is more and more rampant......