After hearing Long Yi's words, Tang Yingying suddenly became dazed and couldn't make up her mind for a moment.
If the young man in front of him was a pervert, why would he describe his condition in such detail? You have to know that this was only confirmed after countless sophisticated tests at Yandu First People's Hospital.
But the young man in front of her was able to analyze the condition so thoroughly with just a glance. This method was beyond her imagination.
Tang Yingying was about to ask a few more questions, but the next second, she covered her abdomen and her stomach cramped. She squatted on the ground with a painful look on her face, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
"Save...save me." She couldn't care less at this moment and waved towards Long Yi with her last bit of strength.
She can't die yet!
The engagement her grandfather left behind hadn't been fulfilled, the little bastard who pulled her pigtails when she was a child hadn't appeared yet, and the Yandu Tang Clan's poison skills needed her to pass on...
Long Yi quickly stood up and picked up Tang Yingying without saying anything, frowning slightly:
"If you had believed me earlier, everything would have been fine. You had to wait until the shit hit you before you knew to wipe it with paper."
Although he didn't forget to joke, he still picked up Tang Yingying as quickly as possible and walked towards the bathroom in front of everyone.
"What's going on? This guy wants to take advantage, right? Stop him quickly!"
"Even if this flight attendant is truly ill, she should be urgently treated by medical staff. It's not your place to meddle in other people's business and let her go!"
After several male passengers said this sourly, they immediately stood up and blocked the aisle.
Just when several people wanted to work together to hold Long Yi down, their bodies fell back onto the seats uncontrollably, as if an invisible big hand was strangling them tightly, making them unable to move!
Long Yi snorted coldly. Now, every second of delay would cause Tang Yingying to suffer great pain. He directly used his divine sense to push the few people back.
With a bang!
Long Yi locked the door and said as he took off Tang Yingying's shirt:
"Sword Saint Lu Jiutian came to me half a year ago to ask for my help, but I ignored him at the time. But now, you're so different! I saw that you had a good impression of me and offered to save you, but you're still hesitant."
In the bathroom, Tang Yingying was placed on the sink by Long Yi. Because the situation was urgent, when Long Yi put her down, Tang Yingying's stockings were accidentally scratched by the car keys on his waist.
She finally woke up from the severe pain, gritted her teeth, and trembled as she said, "What...what are you going to do?"
"What for? Of course... to see a doctor." As Long Yi spoke, several silver needles appeared out of thin air in the palm of his right hand.
"It's not enough to just take off your coat, you have to take off your shirt too, otherwise don't blame me if the needle sticks in the wrong place."
In the art of acupuncture, even the slightest mistake can lead to a huge error. Clothing will affect the trajectory of the needle.
When Tang Yingying heard this, her pretty face became visibly panicked. She covered the buttons of her white shirt that were about to be stretched open, feeling conflicted.
How could I reveal my innocent body of twenty-three years to a strange man whom I had met for less than ten minutes?
Although the other party said with determination that he could save himself, this is a terminal illness that even the world's top medical skills are helpless to cure. Can a few acupuncture treatments really cure it?
The next second, she saw the nine silver needles standing in the air, and actually began to spin in Long Yi's hands, at such a fast speed that afterimages appeared.
"Hurry up, there is no gender distinction in the eyes of doctors. In my eyes, you are no different from a toe-picking guy. I have already preheated and disinfected the needle." Long Yi urged impatiently.
The reason why he made the silver needle rotate quickly was not to show off his skills, but to allow the silver needle to generate heat through high-speed friction, so as to achieve the effect of disinfection.
Tang Yingying was so shocked by this miraculous method that her body trembled and her thoughts went back to a long time ago.
She had seen this kind of trick when she was five years old. At that time, the Tang family in Yandu was framed and hundreds of people were thrown into prison. Her grandfather took her all the way to a small village in Jiangzhou.
Later, she met a hermit who rescued her and her grandfather. It was also during the year when her grandfather was recuperating in the village that she and the little boy formed an indissoluble bond.
The two elders also arranged a marriage for their children. Although it was just a joke made by the two elders after drinking, she has always taken it very seriously over the years, and she is always looking forward to the scene of meeting that little bastard unexpectedly.
After Grandpa recovered from his injuries, he naturally returned to Yandu to save the family. Since then, there has been no news from the two families...
"Sister, are you going to cure your illness or not? Now the Black and White Impermanence's life-threatening ropes are around your neck, and you still have the mind to sit there in a daze?" Long Yi frowned slightly, feeling somewhat helpless.
With his current status as the lord of the Central Plains, there are only a handful of people who can ask him to treat their illnesses. If it weren't for the pitiful look of this girl, he would not bother to help.
Tang Yingying's long thoughts were pulled back, and she stared at Long Yi in a daze, as if she had made some kind of decision.
Perhaps, this young man really has extraordinary medical skills and can snatch her from the hands of death.
She suppressed her shame and unbuttoned the first button of her tight white shirt with trembling young fingers.
Then the buttons below had already been unable to bear the weight and broke off one after another without her having to do anything.
Suddenly, the spring scenery in the garden could not be contained, and a large, half-covered expanse of white and a bottomless ravine appeared in front of Long Yi's eyes.
Even though he was well-informed, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "She's truly a hidden talent. She's definitely more talented than those girls back home!"
Seeing that Tang Yingying was about to undo the buckle on her back, Long Yi quickly said, "That's enough. There are no acupuncture points in that area. It's mainly the lower abdomen and neck.
I just wanted you to lift your clothes, but I didn't expect you to be so generous... and wealthy."
Long Yi paused and emphasized the word "rich", the meaning of which was self-evident.
He glanced over and saw that Tang Yingying's originally fair skin was flushed, perhaps because of shyness or anger. The acupuncture points were clearly visible, making them very suitable for acupuncture.
Tang Yingying was too embarrassed to look directly at Long Yi. She asked in a weak voice, "If you've seen enough... then start the treatment."
Because she didn't take off the last layer of fig leaf, Tang Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and comforted herself, thinking that she was just wearing a bikini on the beach.
Long Yi said with a hint of embarrassment: "It was the first time I saw Linglong Bingxin's physique, and I was distracted for a moment. I'm sorry."
After saying this, his expression became serious. Under the precise control of his mind, the silver needle accurately pierced the Guanyuan acupoint on Tang Yingying's abdomen, followed by the Qihai acupoint, the Prion acupoint, the Tianshu acupoint...
Nine silver needles were inserted in succession, and the rich and fragrant Xuantian true energy, guided by the silver needles, continuously flowed from Long Yi's body into Tang Yingying's limbs and bones.
Tang Yingying let out a moan and blushed.
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