Chapter 100 The Nine-turn Soul-Returning Needle, and King Yan's Competition for Ah Shu

"Dad!"

Xie Lanzhi let go of Qin Shu's hand and rushed into the room at a very fast speed.

"Bang!"

His knees slammed heavily on the floor, making a dull sound.

"Dad, I'm back."

Xie Lanzhi knelt in front of the bed, holding his father Xie's hand, and called out in a choked voice.

Lying on the bed, his father Xie's hair was gray, his face was as pale as paper, his breathing was weak and rapid, and he could not give any response.

"Dad, open your eyes and look at me, I am Zhizhi, Zhizhi is back..."

Xie Lanzhi, who never liked being called by nicknames, looked at his father Xie with red eyes, who had aged more than ten years in just one year.

His eyes were filled with sorrow, his voice was hoarse and restrained, and he sobbed softly, trying to awaken Xie's father's consciousness. This call of "Zhizhi"

...seemed to be really useful.

Xie's father, who was lying on the bed, frowned slightly and his eyelids trembled.

Before he opened his eyes, his dry and chapped lips moved first. "Zhizhi...Zhizhi is here?" The old man's voice was barely audible, but it was clearly heard by Xie Lanzhi and Qin Shu who was approaching. Xie Lanzhi was very excited and crawled forward on his knees. "Dad! I'm back, it's me!" Xie's father slowly opened his heavy eyelids, revealing a pair of cloudy and wise eyes. "Zhizhi——" The old man called Xie Lanzhi's nickname affectionately. His weak voice murmured, which made people feel uncomfortable. Anyone could see that Father Xie was filled with a strong aura of death, and was struggling hard against death. Xie Lanzhi's eyes were red, as if blood could drip out, and his emotions were finally out of control. He buried his face in Father Xie's palm, and a choking sob came out of his throat. "Dad! I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry--" Father Xie's weak hands were trembling, and he stroked his son's face laboriously and slowly. When he touched a handful of tears, the old man gasped heavily. "Zhi... Zhizhi..." "Don't cry, everyone will die one day..." Father Xie's voice was hard and bitter, his pale face was shrouded in sadness, and his cloudy and dead eyes were filled with heartache. "Dad, please don't say anymore..." Xie Lanzhi burst into tears and begged sadly, feeling hopeless. Qin Shu, who opened the suitcase, was infected by the sadness and despair that enveloped the father and son, and couldn't help but tear up. When she approached with the acupuncture storage bag in her hand. Xie Lanzhi's hunched back suddenly straightened. He held Qin Shu's little hand and pulled her to the bed to show Father Xie. "Dad, I brought the daughter-in-law you've been thinking about. Look, this is Ah Shu, Grandpa Qin's most beloved granddaughter!" Father Xie's eyeballs trembled, and his cloudy eyes moved: "Ah... Ah Shu?" The old man's eyes were cloudy, but his heart was not. His seemingly dull eyes could not hide his deep wisdom. Qin Shu stood in front of the bed, knowing how hard it was for the old man to open the curtains in order to see her. She bent her knees slightly and knelt beside Xie Lanzhi. "Dad, my name is Qin Shu." Qin Shu's call of "Dad" made Xie's father's face flush with excitement, his pupils trembled, and he looked much more energetic. "Good! Good child, Shu is so pretty." The old man grabbed Qin Shu's hand, and spoke without panting, and his speech speed became faster. He was full of relief, and a certain burden was lifted from his body, as if he had no regrets in life and no regrets in death. Xie Lanzhi's face changed drastically, holding Xie's father's hand, and trembled uncontrollably. He had seen this kind of situation too many times. It was obviously a last gasp! Xie Lanzhi suddenly grabbed Qin Shu's arm, his voice urgent: "A Shu, save my dad, you save him!" His clear and cold face was confused and absent-minded, and his eyes were broken with sorrow. Qin Shu listened to the man's hoarse trembling, and her eyes revealed an unconscious heartache. She nodded vigorously and said softly: "Okay--" Qin Shu touched Xie's father's pulse with one hand and took the acupuncture storage bag with the other hand. She only heard her whisper: "The treatment process will bleed, and I need someone who knows medicine to help." "By the way, prepare more hot water and clean towels. It would be even better if you can find a steamer." "Your father's physical condition is very serious, the treatment process will be slow, and..." Speaking of this, Qin Shu frowned slightly. She looked up at Xie Lanzhi, who was nervous and anxious, with a serious look in his eyes, afraid that he might miss what she said. Qin Shu bit her lip and said in a low voice: "Prepare some clothes for me to change into." Because the weather in the north is colder, she didn't bring the clothes she had in Camp 963. Xie Lanzhi didn't understand why, but nodded: "Okay, what else do you need?" Qin Shu's cheeks flushed slightly, as if she was embarrassed. Thinking that Xie's father was on the verge of death, she gritted her teeth and said: "You must be present during the treatment. If I... run out of strength, you are not allowed to let anyone touch me." Next, she would use the Qin family's secret technique, and she might not be able to hold on after the treatment. Xie Lanzhi didn't understand the meaning of her words at this time, and nodded: "Okay, is there anything else?" "No." Qin Shu shook her head. Xie Lanzhi turned his head and ordered to the corner: "Uncle Kun, you heard everything, go and prepare immediately." "Yes, Mr. Xie——" A male voice with unclear pronunciation came from the shadows in the corner. Qin Shu was startled when she realized that there was a fourth person in the room.

She looked over and found that the man had the same aura as Ah Quan beside Mrs. Xie.

Xie Lanzhi comforted him, "Don't be afraid, this is Uncle Kun, just like Uncle Quan."

Qin Shu hummed and took out the medicine bag that she had sorted out as soon as she entered the room: "I just sorted out these herbs. Your father must take a medicinal bath after acupuncture."

Xie Lanzhi asked, "Use a steamer to soak? How long?"

Qin Shu: "At least two hours, so that all the medicinal effects are absorbed."

Xie Lanzhi nodded, "Okay, I'll remember that."

Qin Shu also told him in detail how to take care of himself after acupuncture.

She even arranged the matters after the treatment so clearly.

It must be said that this greatly soothed Xie Lanzhi's uneasy heart.

"You don't have to waste your energy."

During the conversation, Xie's father's words destroyed the gradually relaxed atmosphere.

He seemed to have seen through life and death, and comforted the two: "Grandpa Shu has long said that I will not live past sixty with this body. It's the hidden injuries left in my youth."

Xie Lanzhi's heart sank, and he said in a deep voice: "If you don't accept treatment, I will call my grandfather immediately and inform my mother!"

Xie's father was seriously ill, and Mrs. Xie still didn't know about it.

Upon hearing his son's words, Xie's father narrowed his eyes and stared at Xie Lanzhi.

"You kid, you always use this trick!"

Xie Lanzhi pleaded with pity: "If something happens to you, my mother will cry. You know she is the most spoiled and can't stand a little grievance."

Thinking of his first wife, Xie's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded slowly.

Qin Shu took out a blade as light as a wing from the acupuncture bag.

With her jade-white and slender hands, she pinched Mr. Xie's wrist and pressed a certain acupuncture point.

Qin Shu asked, "Does it hurt here?"

Mr. Xie: "No."

Qin Shu pinched a few other acupuncture points.

"Hiss--"

Mr. Xie was hurt and couldn't help but take a breath of cool air.

Almost when he made a sound, Qin Shu moved as fast as lightning and used the blade to wipe the flesh under her fingers.

Black and red blood rushed into the air.

Qin Shu's face was covered with blood, and her hands kept squeezing the wound.

She called out in a coquettish voice: "Xie Lanzhi, come and help!"

Xie Lanzhi stepped forward, and Qin Shu handed Xie's father's hand to him: "Squeeze out all the black blood until the blood turns bright red."

Xie Lanzhi nodded: "Okay!"

When the black blood spurted out, Xie's father's face turned pale as paper again, his breathing became weak, and he was in a semi-comatose state.

Qin Shu pinched Xie's father's other hand and fumbled.

After a while, she used a blade to cut the flesh at almost the same position.

Blood spurted out again!

"What are you doing?!"

The old man in a Tang suit who was called in by Uncle Kun to help was furious when he saw the blood splashing in the air.

Old Xie was in this state, and he was still tortured like this.

This made him leave in uneasiness!

Xie Lanzhi raised his eyelids, changing his previous gentleness. There was a fierce look in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his eyes were full of intimidation.

"Old Yan, if you can help, just do what my wife told you to do. If you can't do it, please get out."

Xie Lanzhi didn't trust anyone except Qin Shu when it came to Xie's father's life.

Qin Shu glanced at the old man in the Tang suit, and with just one sentence, she made him do the hard labor.

"Don't you want to see the long-lost Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Needle?"

"!!!" Yanhusuo's white beard trembled.

He was stunned and asked excitedly, "You, you know the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Needle?"

Qin Shu squeezed out more black blood from the wound on Xie's father's wrist and spoke slowly.

"Old Xie has accumulated hidden injuries over the years, and has been ill for a long time. His meridians are blocked by blood stasis, his positive energy is gradually declining, and his evil energy is rampant. All functions of his body are seriously damaged. In this world, only the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Needle can bring him back from King Yan's Palace!"

When Qin Shu saved Xie Lanzhi, she was just pulling him back from the gates of hell.

Father Xie's situation is even more serious, and he has to snatch him from King Yan.

Old man Yanhusuo could tell that Qin Shu had some real skills.

But he still couldn't completely trust this girl!

Faced with the temptation of the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Needle, Yanhusuo hesitated for only a few seconds before stepping forward to help.

The main thing is that Xie Lanzhi, as his own son, has taken action, and this desperate rescue method can indeed be tried as a last resort.

But the possibility of saving the person is very small.

In order to avoid excessive damage to Xie's father's righteousness, Qin Shu immediately used acupuncture to stop the bleeding after the black blood was squeezed out.

Next, it was time to use the Nine-Turn Soul-Restoring Needle.

Qin Shu wiped her bloody hands on her clothes and held the Golden Dragon Compass around her neck.

Success or failure depends on this move!

At this time, A Kun led a few people to deliver the things Qin Shu wanted into the room.

He was accompanied by the big guys downstairs.

They learned that Xie's daughter-in-law wanted to save people, so they came up to see what was going on.

Before everyone entered the house, they smelled a strong smell of blood.

After all, they were big men who had been on the battlefield and had slashed the necks of enemies. Even though

the room was full of black blood, their expressions only changed for a moment and they quickly returned to normal.

But there was a woman in the crowd, with excitement in her eyes, staring at Qin Shu who was covered in blood.

"Sister, why did you want to murder Uncle Xie!"

The woman's shrill and sharp cry echoed throughout the corridor and spread into the bedroom.

Qin Shu, who was about to give an acupuncture, trembled in her hand holding the golden needle.

She turned her head stiffly and saw a woman who was dressed fashionably and had retro curly hair.

The corners of Qin Shu's lips twitched: "Qin Baozhu, why are you here?"

"This is what I want to ask my sister. You can't go back to Beijing to kill Uncle Xie just because you are unwilling to marry Xie Lanzhi, who is lame, disfigured, and has no heirs!"

Qin Baozhu's expression was innocent, with a tone of heartache, and a glimmer of schadenfreude in her eyes.

She was almost laughing crazy in her heart.

Only Qin Baozhu knew that Father Xie would definitely die tonight!

She just came to join in the fun, but she didn't expect Qin Shu to be so presumptuous and want to save a dying person.

If she could be accused of murdering her father-in-law...

You don't have to think about how miserable Qin Shu's end would be.

Qin Baozhu couldn't wait to see Qin Shu's miserable situation, which was even worse than her previous life.

She was so excited that her whole body was trembling. She didn't notice that everyone's eyes were cast on Xie Lanzhi who was standing at the bedside, wiping the sweat off Xie's father.

Xie Lanzhi, who was elegant and noble, had a strong aura and walked to the bedroom door with a breeze.

He was tall and looked down at Qin Baozhu, as if he was born to be a cold and superior person.

"What did you just say? Repeat it again."

"Who are you?"

Qin Baozhu looked infatuated, staring at the cold and abstinent man in front of her, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.