Zhao Qing couldn't help but wipe his sweat and prayed that Qin Shu would finish the treatment quickly.
Half an hour later.
Zhao Jinbao lay on the bed like a puddle of mud, groaning weakly.
Qin Shu looked at the gold needles pierced into Zhao Jinbao's upper body, legs, and soles of his feet.
She smiled and said, "It's about to start, be mentally prepared."
“!!!” Zhao Jinbao widened his eyes.
“???” Zhao Qing’s face was full of questions.
What do you mean by start right away? Isn't it already over?
Zhao Jinbao asked in a trembling voice: "Sister, did you say something wrong?"
Qin Shu raised her eyebrows and said, "No, acupuncture is just an appetizer, the next step is the real treatment."
She ignored Zhao Jinbao's frightened expression and glanced at Zhao Qing, whose face was blank.
"You should be a Jindan cultivator, right? Go find two more Jindan cultivators and have them work together to activate the golden needles on Zhao Jinbao's body to push the toxins in his meridians upwards and force the charm poison out of his mouth, so that the poison can be completely removed."
Zhao Qing took a long time to find his voice again: "Will it hurt to activate the golden needle?"
Qin Shu smiled and said, "It hurts more than acupuncture."
Zhao Jinbao, who was lying on the bed, was so frightened when he heard this that he screamed, "Wow! I don't want it! I'm dying of pain!"
Seeing Zhao Jinbao moving around, Qin Shu patted the boy on the lower back with her backhand.
She warned fiercely, "Don't move! I have finally finished the acupuncture. If you dare to ruin my work, watch out for your skin!"
Zhao Jinbao's crying stopped instantly. He looked at Zhao Qing aggrievedly, begging him to be soft-hearted.
Zhao Qing stared at his junior brother's pale face, recalling the feeling of fear and anxiety he had felt in the past few days.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll find someone right away!"
"Senior Brother!" Zhao Jinbao called out hesitantly.
Zhao Qing turned a deaf ear and quickly found two Jindan cultivators.
They followed Qin Shu's instructions and activated the golden needles that were inserted into Zhao Jinbao's meridians.
“Ahhhh!!!”
"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! Let me die!!"
"Get out of here! I don't want to be detoxified, let me die!!"
Zhao Jinbao's miserable screams overturned the tent, soared into the sky, and reached the ears of everyone in the Qinglian Secret Realm.
Xue Chen was lying lazily on a tree branch. The sudden sound like a pig being slaughtered made him shudder all over and he almost fell off the tree.
He sat up straight and looked at the station of Duobao Pavilion: "What happened?"
The guard standing under the tree replied, "It's the young master of Duobao Pavilion. Fellow Daoist Qin should be detoxifying him."
Xue Chen sneered: "How come his detoxification is like killing a pig? I didn't even have such a big reaction at the time."
If he knew Zhao Jinbao's detoxification process, he would not be so disdainful.
Inside the tent.
"puff--!"
Zhao Jinbao, lying on the bed, spat out a mouthful of black and green dirty blood.
Qin Shu felt Zhao Jinbao with her palm, sensing the remaining toxins in his body.
When she touched the other person's lower back, she frowned and said to Zhao Qing, "Do it again here."
"Okay!" The spiritual power condensed in Zhao Qing's palm was injected into Zhao Jinbao's flesh, blood and meridians.
"ah!!"
Zhao Jinbao screamed again.
Then he spat out another large mouthful of black blood.
Qin Shu pointed at Zhao Jinbao's calf and said, "And here."
"Ahhh!!" Zhao Jinbao screamed miserably again.
From then on, every time Qin Shu gave Zhao Jinbao some advice, he would experience a feeling worse than death.
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