The old man was stunned.

The beautiful girl in the white satin lily of the valley embroidered robe in front of her looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she can cure her old poisonous sores?

"Oh, girl, don't laugh. Don't stand up for this stinky old woman, she's a quack, and this clinic is a harmful person who pits money, and you can't save it. ”

He heard the ugly old woman call Zi Qianmo "Miss".

Come to think of it, there should be someone who has a relationship.

"Little Lao'er, this poisonous sore, it's rotten and terrifying, you're a lady like you who is shy of flowers and sees it, I'm afraid you're going to faint with fright." The voice was rather narrow and playful.

Zi Qianmo frowned: "You, it's very noisy." ”

She doesn't like it.

When she was healing, she preferred a quiet environment.

When the needle is placed, it can be fast, ruthless, and accurate, and there is no distraction.

The playful expression on the old man's face froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

was disgusted by a girl, or broke the sky.

Provocative pride, fed the dogs.

As soon as Zi Qianmo raised his hand, seven silver needles flew out of his sleeve at the same time, nailing the septic sores in a circle, entering the flesh by an inch, and it happened instantly, no more than one breath before and after.

The pus and blood seemed to come to life.

Unexpectedly, he puffed up, twisting and twisting, with a purple-black demonic aura, flowing between the flesh and blood.

"It's demonic poison."

Zi Qianmo made a judgment and glanced at the old man coldly, "You are a martial artist, you have been bitten by demon beasts, leaving poisonous sores. ”

The old man's face changed drastically.

He didn't expect that the other party turned out to be a real understanding!

And those, the people who were surrounding the door of the Yunshen Medical Hall also showed a shocked look on their faces at this moment, and they all took two steps back and exploded.

"What? It's actually demon poison? ”

"What are you kidding, the poisonous sores caused by demon poison can only be solved by alchemists, how can the medical hall on the street that treats ordinary people with symptoms be solved?"

"I think this father and son are here to find fault at all."

"Why not find fault? I'm here to smash the field! ”

"Idiot, this son just found out that this father and son are both martial artists who know kung fu. A fake butcher can be punished for his heart. ”

"Ahh Isn't there another Qin Clan Medical Center on this street? ”

"Dirty industry competition!"

……

All kinds of shameless voices are endless.

The wind of public opinion has completely subverted, tilting in the direction that is favorable to Yunshen Ignorant Medical Center. And this inclination reached its peak when Zi Qianmo took out a talisman and pasted it on top of the poisonous sores.

"Whoa—"

A puff of purple-black smoke rose from above the peace charm.

The vermilion runes, emitting billions of misty light, are very mysterious.

The demon poison was pulled out.

The pus and blood that flowed from the poisonous sores turned from purple-black to ordinary blood-red. Zi Qianmo didn't use anesthetics, he directly used a dagger to strip off the carrion, and in the old man's screams, he sprinkled him with medicinal powder to stop bleeding and build muscles.

The old man sat on a wooden chair, covered in sweat and convulsed in pain.

That's right, Zi Qianmo deliberately didn't give him hemp boiling, just to make this old immortal thing hurt, the more it hurts, the better.

It was clear to everyone that this was ...... Cured?

The demon poison is cleared.

The peace talisman, after pulling out the poison, turned scorched black and became a waste talisman.

The sores should be cured after a few days.

Even the old man himself was speechless in shock, his body he knew best, and over the years, it had never been easier!