Zhou Budao said sternly, and Ding Bowen ran away at the critical moment.
Su Yang sighed. Since he had accepted Zhou Li as his younger brother, he certainly couldn't just stand by and watch him die.
"Hold his hands and stop him from moving!"
After he finished speaking, Su Yang quickly took out a silver needle and prepared to pierce Zhou Li's Tianling acupoint.
Zhou Budao's face changed drastically, "Su Yang, what are you doing? You can't joke with my son!"
"Three minutes, at most three minutes. If your son is not treated in time, even the Golden Immortal cannot save him!"
Zhou Budao gritted his teeth and blood flowed from his lips. It seemed that it was difficult to make a decision.
"Su Yang...I believe you this time."
"You don't need to believe what I, Su Yang, do."
Su Yang was not at all flustered. He held the silver needle and turned it back and forth over the fire to pre-warm it.
"No, didn't you say my son could only last three minutes at most? Why haven't you done anything yet?"
"What are you panicking about?"
Su Yang reached out and touched, found the Tianling acupoint, and then slowly inserted the silver needle.
Almost one third of the silver needle, which was longer than a chopstick, had entered Zhou Li's head.
Zhou Budao’s eyes widened. Isn’t this going to kill someone?
"Su Yang, stop now. If you continue to do that, my son will be gone..."
"If you keep nagging me, I really won't save you!"
"you..."
Zhou Budao went crazy and was so angry that his blood vessels popped.
At this moment, he heard his son Zhou Li suddenly shout.
"Wow, I feel so comfortable now!"
"Boss, give me a few more shots..."
Zhou Budao was stunned to see that his son Zhou Li was enjoying it.
Is there such medical skills in the world?
Su Yang asked: "Xiao Li, what is 1+2?"
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