Lan Yinuo made a summary at the end.

"Just now, my sister was able to survive because of Sister Jinshu."

"If she can't be called a Saint Hand, then I really don't know who else can be called a Saint Hand."

Dr. Lawrence originally just had an idea and suggested that Song Jinshu give it a try.

Of course, he also has his own little thoughts.

After all, he had just been slapped in the face several times in a row, and he wanted to let Song Jinshu experience the feeling of humiliation.

Anyway, the Wei family dotes on her, so if she really makes a mistake, the Wei family won't do anything to her.

Who would have thought that this little girl actually snatched so many people from the hands of the King of Hell?

Now, Dr. Lawrence finally looked at Song Jinshu with admiration.

"The features all match."

"I've just witnessed Miss Song's abilities myself. Even if she's not the expert we're looking for, I'm willing to help her and give it my all."

"If the old man's illness continues to drag on, it will be difficult for him to survive this winter."

When Mr. Wei's illness was mentioned, the faces of the Wei family father and son darkened visibly.

Song Jinshu also realized that he hadn't seen the old man for several days since he came back to meet his relatives.

It has always been the Wei family father and son who have been around him.

"Uncle, uncle, cousins, please let me try."

Song Jinshu stood up.

The uncles of the Wei family were a little hesitant.

"But, didn't you just finish a treatment? Do you want to rest for a while?"

The four brothers of the Wei family also advised her.

"Yes, sister, Grandpa has been waiting for so many years, so a little while won't hurt."

Song Jinshu glanced at the sky outside and insisted, "I'm not tired. Let's do it today. It's a good day."

The main reason was that she was afraid that if she delayed any further, the Lightning Organization would cause trouble again, which would delay the old man's treatment, and that would be a real loss.

*

The Wei family father and son gathered nervously in the old man's room.

This was the first time for them to see the old man doing physical therapy without any equipment.

Song Jinshu first handed the medicine she had collected in advance to the Wei family, and then carefully reminded them of the precautions for decocting the medicine.

Then he turned around and picked up the silver needle.

Grandpa Wei was smiling, thinking that he was playing with his little granddaughter.

"Jinshu, don't be afraid. Grandpa won't be in pain. Don't worry."

"If you want something, tell your uncle and cousins. If they refuse, tell me and I'll beat them up for you."

"Our Jinshu, what do you want to do in the future?"

Song Jinshu was chatting with Mr. Wei while sewing quickly.

Soon, Mr. Wei fell silent.

The sound of even breathing was heard.

Song Jinshu closed her eyes, twisted the energy of merit into a thin rope, and slowly sank it into the old man's body.

Old Master Wei is old and has many hidden injuries on his body, and his joints are not in good condition. Song Jinshu walked through all these places with the energy of merit.

Finally, she set up a Qi gathering array in Mr. Wei's room and was able to remove all the silver needles.

The Wei family father and son thought she had failed, and came over to comfort her with a smile.

"It's okay, at worst I can try again next time."

"The old man is old, so it's a bit difficult."

"Our little Jinshu is already amazing..."

However, Song Jinshu raised a finger and shushed them, "Keep your voice down, Grandpa is asleep, let's not wake him up."

Dr. Lawrence: “???”

Wei family father and son: “???”

No, is this the end?

They never imagined that the problem that had troubled them for years could be solved so easily.

Dr. Lawrence couldn't believe it. He rushed forward and directed the assistants to carefully perform a comprehensive physical examination on the old man.

“Surely…”

Dr. Lawrence was once again confused when he held the report.

Mr. Wei's indicators have never been so healthy.

It’s almost the same as the two uncles of the Wei family who are in their prime.

"Chinese medicine is so terrifying!"

Dr. Lawrence was completely convinced.

"That Miss Song..."

Facing Song Jinshu, he emitted a fiery light of desire for knowledge.

*

The next evening.

After dealing with Dr. Lawrence, Song Jinshu finally had some free time.

I just turned on the live broadcast, but I received another call from Yan Mosheng.

"Jinshu, Yan Zheng is missing."

"I saw Chi Wanyin on the surveillance camera."

"She's very different from usual."

"I think she's going to do something to you..."

"You have to be careful."

While talking.

In Song Jinshu's live broadcast room, netizens' comments had not yet been posted.

A link requesting a live connection appeared in front of Song Jinshu.

Song Jinshu glanced at his phone, then at the screen, his eyes flashed, and he pressed the answer button.

"Song Jinshu!"

The person I saw was Chi Wanyin.

But now, she is indeed very different from before.

Flames, red lips.

The black tights cover the whole body.

There is even a tattoo of a ghost-faced spider on the corner of his forehead where his hair is located. It has a dazzling glow and looks both scary and beautiful at first glance.

[Oh my god, is this Chi Wanyin?]

[Don't tease me, isn't Chi Wanyin a pure and innocent girl? Ugh! A pretentious little green tea?]

[But, this is really her!!! [Picture][Picture][Picture]]

[Oh my god! If this girl had taken this route before, why wouldn't she be found?]

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