With Zheng Tielong here to help, Mu Qing acted a lot more conveniently.

"Mr. Zheng, take off your father's shirt first." After Mu Qing finished the order, he took out a series of necessary supplies such as a silver needle box and disinfectant from his handbag.

The slender fingers skillfully disinfected the silver needle, and under the light, Mu Qing's side face was serious.

"Alright." Zheng Tielong finished making preparations, and then looked at Mu Qing: "Divine doctor, I just heard my girlfriend in Shuangcheng call you Mu Qing, is Mu Qing your name?" "Zheng Tielong has something to ask Mu Qing, so naturally it is impossible to have the same attitude as Huang Weiwei.

Compared with Huang Weiwei, Zheng Tielong's attitude can be said to be very in place.

Even if the girl in front of him was only seventeen or eighteen years old, every word he said to Mu Qing was with absolute respect and caution.

When Mu Qing heard this, his subordinates did not stop, raised his head slightly and glanced at Zheng Tielong: "Yes, I am classmates with your son and Huang Weiwei." But they were admitted to university and left, but I failed the exam. ”

After saying that, a meaningful smile rose at the corner of Mu Qing's lips.

Zheng Tielong didn't notice the strange look on Mu Qing's face, and smiled flatteringly: "That may be because Doctor Mu Shen is too focused on medicine, so he delays his studies." ”

Zheng Tielong's words, Mu Qing did not reply.

Because at this time, the silver needle in her hand has been completely sterilized.

Old Man Zheng's liver cancer is in an advanced stage, and it is always a little troublesome to treat, but this is not difficult for Mu Qing, she only needs to cooperate with the Nine Days of Xuan Medicine's exercises to treat Old Man Zheng, and she will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

The hard work of cultivation during this period of time is not unreasonable.

In the bedroom, there was silence.

Mu Qing pinched the silver needle, her eyes fell on Old Man Zheng's emaciated back, the Nine Heavens of the Xuan Doctor in her body secretly urged, and the spiritual power frantically ran around her, secretly pushing the spiritual power to the silver needle, and in the next second, this silver needle accurately fell on one of the thirty-six dead points of Old Man Zheng.

Zheng Tielong is a big old man, he hasn't read much, but he has taken on a lot of projects and made a lot of money.

At this moment, he couldn't understand what Mu Qing was doing at all, only that Mu Qing was treating Old Man Zheng's acupuncture.

In just a few seconds when Zheng Tielong stared at it, there were already nine dead holes on Old Man Zheng's back that had been pierced by silver needles.

Mu Qing's spiritual power passed through these silver needles, pierced through the ** position, and then slowly flowed from those dead points to the meridians of Old Man Zheng, and ten seconds later, a little bead of blood faintly appeared on Old Man Zheng's emaciated back.

"Go and prepare a basin of hot water and two towels." Mu Qing saw that the black blood beads on Old Man Zheng's back gradually seeped out, and ordered Zheng Tielong.

"Yes!" Zheng Tielong immediately obeyed Mu Qing's instructions and left the bedroom, and when he went out, he sensibly closed the door by the way.

After Zheng Tielong left, Mu Qing saw the drinking cup on the table, quickly moved his mind, entered the space, and after taking a cup of fairy spring water, Mu Qing calmly placed the cup full of fairy spring on the bedside table.

Old man Zheng, who was lying on the bed with acupuncture, had fallen asleep at this time.

At that moment, the door opened.

Zheng Tielong walked in with a basin of hot water and two towels that Mu Qing needed.

"I'll put away the needle now, you wipe the blood on your father's back, and after wiping it with a wet towel, wipe it again with a dry towel for him." Mu Qing said, and he had already begun to collect the needle.

Compared with the needle, Mu Qing's needle collection is more magical.

I saw her slender hands gently brushing over Old Man Zheng's back, and in the next second, all nine silver needles returned to Mu Qing's fingers.