"Little Song, can swill really cure diseases?"
Wang Dong looked at Ye Tian with a face full of disbelief.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ye Tian burst into laughter.
"Uncle Wang, I was just teasing you!"
Wang Dong paused for a moment, then laughed.
"You little rascal."
"Uncle Wang almost actually believed it!"
Zhao Hua, standing to the side, couldn't stop laughing.
The atmosphere in the noodle shop suddenly became much more relaxed.
Ye Tian stopped smiling and suddenly looked serious.
"Uncle Wang, Aunt Zhao."
"Actually, I know some medical skills."
"Uncle Wang, your leg, and Aunt Zhao's diabetes, can both be cured."
"Xiao Song, is this true?" Wang Dong and Zhao Hua exclaimed at the same time.
"I'll treat you right now!"
As he spoke, Ye Tian told Wang Dong to sit down and rolled up his trouser legs.
Then, he took out silver needles and, with lightning speed, inserted nine needles into Wang Dong's leg.
If a master of traditional Chinese medicine were here, he would be so shocked he wouldn't be able to close his mouth.
Because Ye Tian's seemingly casual nine needles actually have a remarkable origin.
It turned out to be the Nine-Turn Golden Needle, a technique recorded in the ancient and mysterious book, the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic, which had long been lost!
The Nine-Turn Golden Needle, according to legend, was created by the Yellow Emperor and can seize the power of heaven and earth, with the effect of bringing the dead back to life.
Even if someone is dead, as long as they are not completely dead, they can be brought back to life.
What's more, it's Wang Dong's lame leg.
Within ten seconds, Wang Dong let out an incredulous exclamation.
"My legs feel tingly and a little sore!"
"Old Wang, really?" Zhao Hua was overjoyed.
Tears of emotion streamed down my face.
Wang Dong's leg has been lame for over a decade, and he has long since lost all feeling in it.
Now, I'm experiencing numbness and pain.
Could it really be cured?
"Uncle Wang's leg will be fully recovered in three days at most!"
Ye Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up.
The Nine-Turn Golden Needle is an ancient and wondrous technique.
At this moment, Ye Tian only had the cultivation level of the early stage of Qi Refining, so he was still somewhat strained to perform the move.
The seemingly easy nine needles left Ye Tian exhausted.
It felt like I had just fought a big battle with someone, and I was completely exhausted.
"Xiao Song, you are truly a great benefactor to our family!"
"I... I don't even know what to say!"
Wang Dong's eyes instantly turned red.
Looking at Ye Tian, she was filled with gratitude, her voice choked with emotion.
Originally, Ye Tian had already made Wang Dong extremely grateful for avenging him.
I never imagined that my leg, which had been lame for over a decade, would actually be healed?
Ye Tian had done Wang Dong a life-saving favor!
Ye Tian smiled, waved his hand, and said.
"Uncle Wang, we're family, so let's not be so formal."
"You should rest for a while."
"I'm giving Aunt Zhao acupuncture now."
After Ye Tian finished speaking, he performed acupuncture on Zhao Hua.
Diabetes is incurable with modern medicine.
But in Ye Tian's opinion, it was much easier to treat than Wang Dong's leg.
The treatment is much easier than Wang Sen's colon cancer.
The key is to isolate the lesions in the body and then excrete them.
Half an hour later, Ye Tian put away the needles and addressed the two of them.
"Uncle Wang, I will come over to give you acupuncture in the next two days."
"I guarantee your leg will be completely healed by the third day."
"At least Aunt Zhao, you'll have diarrhea tomorrow, but don't worry."
"You'll be fully recovered after the diarrhea!"
Ye Tian's words left Wang Dong and Zhao Hua feeling as if they were dreaming.
The stubborn illness that had plagued and tormented them was cured just like that?
Even if they experienced it firsthand, they still wouldn't believe it.
Zhao Hua was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and he suddenly asked Ye Tian a question.
"Little Song, are you a deity?"
Ye Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Zhao Hua in shock.
Could it be that Zhao Hua has seen through my identity?
But how could a mere mortal like her possess such insight?
Zhao Hua continued.
"What happened to us these past two days."
"Besides divine intervention, I really can't think of any other reason!"
Ye Tian was taken aback, then burst into laughter.
So that's what Zhao Hua meant.
I thought she had really seen through me.
Thinking of this, Ye Tian's lips curled up, and he suddenly revealed a mischievous smile.
"Aunt Zhao, you were absolutely right."
"That's right, I am a god!"
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