Doctor You stepped forward and snatched the silver needles from his hand.
"Give it to me! If you want to hit that brat, can't you at least find a stick? Mu Xiao took all my good silver needles, and now this is my only son. That brat's muscles are so bulging, what if he damages my needles?"
Qin Ling apologized in embarrassment
"I was really worried. This is just a ten-year-old kid, and Qin Xian and his wife take turns teasing him every day. I thought only your needles could wake him up. But old friend, why did you give all the silver needles to Mu Xiao? Does he even know how to use them?"
Doctor You glanced at him
"If he doesn't know how, can I give it to him? Didn't I teach him our family's acupuncture techniques? Tell him to take a few sets and practice them whenever he has free time."
Qin Ling nodded: "Oh, then you need to practice more!"
He comforted Doctor You before asking Qin Yundu.
"Yun Du, what did you and your sister discover?"
Qin Yundu looked at Qin Luo, and only after seeing her nod did he look at Qin Ling.
"Grandpa, do you and Grandpa You know the person in the cage at the city gate?"
Qinling was completely baffled by his question.
"The person his uncle locked in the cage? Why do you ask? We don't know him! If we did, we would have greeted him at the city gate!"
Qin Yundu was even more puzzled.
"Why is he staring at you, Grandpa You, Sixth Uncle, and my father if I don't recognize him?"
The Qinling Mountains are also perplexed.
"Really? Could it be a case of mistaken identity?"
Qin Yundu made a solemn promise
"Impossible! He kept pleading for help with his eyes!"
Doctor You stroked his beard.
"One thing is certain: the injuries on the person in the cage's arms and legs weren't inflicted all at once. The arm was broken first, the leg was broken just a couple of days ago, and the voice was also induced to become hoarse!"
Qinling was greatly surprised
"That man wasn't his uncle? He was one of the people who persecuted him, so why did he ask us for help? Most of us are elderly, weak, women, and children—this doesn't make sense!"
Qin Luo finally spoke.
"That means that person really knows us, just like Yun Du said, and sees us as their last lifeline! Grandpa, do you think it could be my father who passed away thirteen years ago?"
Qin Ling was incredulous at her question.
"What? Who? Qin Yan?"
Qin Luo was serious and solemn.
"Yes! Otherwise, how do you explain it? Yun Du said his eyes looked familiar. Could it be because he looks at his uncle's eyes every day that they seem familiar? Don't my father's and uncle's eyes look alike?"
After she said that, Qinling was also uncertain.
"Could it be that we didn't bury the young Yan back then?"
Even Dr. You didn't understand.
"No way! I watched him being buried; the reason can't be wrong!"
Qinling appeared dazed.
"Could we have both misread it?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo immediately slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
"I'll go right now and rescue my father, whom I've never met before!"
Qin Yundu rolled up his sleeves: "Sister, come on, I'll go with you!"
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