Therefore, those who get the invitation are very happy and looking forward to it, and those who don't get the invitation are trying their best to get the invitation, but there is a big difference between whether there is an invitation or not, for example, exclusive location, exclusive channel, exclusive meal, exclusive service, etc......

For those of them who are high-minded, what they enjoy is not exclusive, and what they hate the most is not to huddle with ordinary people.

Seeing that so many people were throwing money for invitations, Muti finally decided to make more invitations, and the one with the highest price would get it.

Although everyone knows that this is Mu Tilian's tactic, there is still no shortage of people in the capital who are stupid and have a lot of money, and the invitation is gone in an instant.

So Mutilian made a lot of money before Neon Street even opened.

On the day of the opening of Neon Street, Nangong Xu came to the palace earlier than usual, thinking about tying today's needle first, and the big guys in the province were busy because of the opening of Neon Street.

Duanmu Ze had just finished giving Nangong Xu an injection, and some tired people leaned on the sofa, staring at Mu Tilian who was standing on the side with those peach blossom eyes, and finally said after a long time: "It's a loss, it's a loss." ”

Muti raised her eyebrows pitifully, but did not answer.

"I should have asked for a few more bottles of Qingling Spring to comfort my tired soul." Duanmu sighed.

In the next second, his mouth began to hum, like a person who was about to die.

"But you can pull it, isn't it just a few stitches, Nangong Xu is not tired, what are you shouting." Mu Tilian clasped her hands on her chest and glanced at Duanki Ze.

I don't know if it's because the poisoning is too deep or what, every time Nangong Xu the needle, he dies in pain, and every time Mu Tilian sees it, he wonders if he will die of pain in the next second.

"It's just a few stitches, you think it's so easy to apply needles, then every stitch consumes my true qi and energy, but it's going to drain me, and I'm the one who almost lay on the bed." Duanmu Ze is so angry, I have never seen a woman with her elbow turned out like this, he is also a good brother of Shi Xiuchen, Mu Tilian is not facing him, but towards Nangong Xu, a man who is different from the outside.

When Duanmu said this, Mu Tilian remembered something.

Traditional Chinese medicine is not as simple as it seems, especially acupuncture, which can be said to be very broad and profound.

The acupuncture techniques used by ordinary doctors are actually not real acupuncture techniques, because they do not know how to operate the true qi into it, and they cannot achieve the best results.

This kind of acupuncture can only be regarded as learning some fur, so it can only treat some ordinary diseases.

And Mu Tilian's current level can only be regarded as learning fur, because she didn't use True Qi when she performed the needle.

This point, Mu Ti Lian has known for a long time, after all, his internal strength is insufficient, and it is difficult to achieve Duanmu Ze, so Mu Ti Lian later thought of another way to replace the true qi, that is, to contaminate the silver needles with the clear spirit spring, the effect achieved is definitely better than running with true qi, the point is that it will not be so tired as Duanmu Ze.

This true qi works, but it is not just enough as long as there is internal force.

"Yes, yes, you are the number one divine doctor in the world, who else can do such an unfathomable acupuncture method except for you." Mu Tilian immediately softened her tone.

However, how uncomfortable it is to hear this, it doesn't feel like he's praising him.

(End of chapter)