Zhang Yuan immediately gave Hou Tiannan a thumbs up and said:

"Mr. Hou, you are indeed a hero. It is people like you that I admire the most. Okay, okay.

Then next, I must completely remove all the old injuries in your body, Mr. Hou.

Let you become a truly strong man, then even if I'm in danger, you can help me, right?"

Hou Tiannan immediately said:

"Of course.

Doctor Zhang, you and I are close friends. I, Hou Tiannan, don’t have many friends in this Yin Gui Gate, but you, Doctor Zhang, are definitely an important person who occupies a place in my heart.”

Zhang Yuan laughed happily, and then took Hou Tiannan aside and said:

"Master Hou, you can lie down now. I remember that you had a hidden injury in this area of ​​your back before. It was a serious injury, even though you recovered later.

In fact, this area of ​​your meridians has been severely damaged, so much so that when you are practicing the exercises now.

I always feel that this area is not smooth enough, which affects the overall progress of cultivation.

Now, I will perform a secondary healing on your old injury, and I will make sure that you, Mr. Hou, recover quickly from your injury."

Hou Tiannan said gratefully:

"Dr. Zhang, you are truly a master of prediction.

I don't know what to say anymore, okay, let's start your treatment."

Zhang Yuan did not hesitate and immediately took out the silver needles he had prepared in advance.

While chanting the spell silently, he slowly inserted the silver needle into Hou Tiannan's blood.

In the past, it only took Zhang Yuan a few seconds to use a silver needle, and it was done in a snap.

But now, Zhang Yuan wants to use the Zhuyou technique on this silver needle, and also wants to use the silver needle to directly inject the Zhuyou technique into the opponent's blood.

This process cannot be completed overnight and requires a high degree of concentration. Therefore, it took Zhang Yuan half an hour to give Hou Tiannan the silver needles.

As the 15 silver needles were completely inserted into Hou Tiannan's back, Hou Tiannan grimaced in pain and looked like a caterpillar.

But he also knew that there were silver needles stuck in his back and he couldn't move. This was an important means for Doctor Zhang to heal his old injuries. At this time, no matter how painful it was, he had to endure it. He had to endure it.

Little did he know that the pain he felt was actually caused by a recurrence of an old injury.

However, the more important reason was that the Zhuyou technique invaded his wounds and some meridians on his back, causing shock to his qi and blood, as well as shocks on some levels that were invisible to the naked eye, which caused severe pain.

After all, the art of incantation had to take root in his flesh and blood, and lurk quietly in his injuries, and this would require a price to be paid.

Of course, Hou Tiannan has to bear this price.

After Zhang Yuan used the silver needle, he let out a long breath and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Liu Shengli, who was standing by, admired Zhang Yuan even more and quickly took out a towel to wipe his sweat and said:

"Dr. Zhang, you've worked so hard. I didn't expect that a simple acupuncture treatment could make you so exhausted. It looks like you're really a first-rate doctor. I've never seen another doctor so exhausted after performing acupuncture."

Zhang Yuan took the towel and wiped his forehead, saying:

“Brother Shengli, you don’t know.

When an ordinary Chinese medicine practitioner performs acupuncture, he will not inject the essence, energy and spirit he has cultivated into the patient's body through silver needles. The real Chinese medicine practitioner should have a certain connection with you who practice ancient martial arts.

Anyway, I have this feeling. You ancient martial arts practitioners have internal strength in your bodies, and the strong Chinese medicine practitioners also have internal strength in their bodies.

Of course, this internal force is different from yours. Our internal force cannot be used to wield fists and feet to make ourselves stronger. Our internal force is more of a powerful force that comes from the condensation of essence, energy and spirit.

It is much stronger than ordinary people. It is precisely because of this power that we can use silver needles to bring this power into your body and clear the blocked blood vessels.

Every time I use the silver needle, I will infuse some of the power of essence, energy and spirit into the silver needle and insert it into the acupuncture point. In this way, as long as the silver needle stays at this acupuncture point, it will continue to radiate this power and then treat the patient’s related acupuncture points…”

Liu Shengli smiled thoughtfully and said:

"That's what I said.

No wonder... Dr. Zhang, you are a miracle doctor. No matter how hard others study, they can never reach your level. You are indeed different from ordinary people! !

I admire you so much. "

Zhang Yuan smiled and said:

"Brother Liu, you are too polite. Can you let me take a breath? I need to recover before I can continue to feel your pulse. This will be more accurate."

Liu Shengli said quickly:

"Of course, Dr. Zhang, we are not in a hurry, we have plenty of time.

I'll see how Mr. Hou is doing and whether he can continue to hold on, hahaha."

After saying that, Liu Shengli walked up to Hou Tiannan with interest. Hou Tiannan was in so much pain that his face was red and his neck was thick, his face was hideous, and he was clutching the **'s quilt tightly with his hands, as if he wanted to tear it apart.

When Liu Shengli came to Hou Tiannan, he did not express much sympathy.

Instead, his smile became even more intense, and he looked at Hou Tiannan with a gloating look on his face and said:

"Mr. Hou, are you okay? Doctor Zhang is only treating you. Is it really that painful?

Why do I feel like you're in more pain than if you were injured? If it doesn't work, I'll ask Dr. Zhang to relieve your pain. This is too unbearable."

Seeing Liu Shengli like this, Hou Tiannan said angrily:

"Get out of here, get out of here.

Can't you see that I'm fighting the pain with all my might?

Doctor Zhang is doing this for my own good. I can endure the pain no matter how much it hurts. You, go away and don't disturb me."

When Hou Tiannan said this, his face was full of seriousness and coldness. At this moment, it seemed as if Liu Shengli was no longer his own. Whoever dared to approach him and affect his ability to resist pain would be his enemy.

Seeing Hou Tiannan becoming so serious and impatient while receiving treatment, Liu Shengli laughed in his heart: I just want to disturb you at this time to make you more painful, haha.

Thinking of this in his heart, Liu Shengli nodded vaguely and said:

"Okay, then Mr. Hou, don't panic, don't be afraid, just fight back slowly. I'll cheer you on, and if you have any problems, just call me."

After saying that, Liu Shengli patted Hou Tiannan on the shoulder and walked aside.

Hou Tiannan suddenly felt something was wrong and thought that Liu Shengli might do something to him.

However, the opponent's attack was too fast, so fast that he could not defend at all. However, the two gentle pats seemed to show real concern, which gave Hou Tiannan countless doubts.

The relationship between him and Liu Shengli seems harmonious on the surface, but in reality it is not harmonious at all. In fact, the internal structure of the Yin Gui Gate is not united.

On the contrary, members of the Yin Gui Men are suspicious of each other, plotting against each other, and some even kill their companions in secret. This is commonplace.

At this moment, Hou Tiannan was really afraid that Liu Shengli would want to kill him. He also didn't expect that Zhang Yuan's treatment this time would be so painful.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have brought Liu Shengli to meet Zhang Yuan today.

At least I have to wait until my treatment is over before I can let Zhang Yuan and Liu Shengli get to know each other.

It's a pity that there is no way to make all these assumptions. What has been done cannot be changed. I can only hope that Liu Shengli's grandson really didn't use any tricks when he patted me on the shoulder just now.

Just when Hou Tiannan was suspicious, Zhang Yuan stretched his body, stretched his muscles and bones on the spot, and said to Liu Shengli:

"Brother Shengli, I've almost rested, come on.

Next, let me feel your pulse and see if you have any old injuries."

Liu Shengli immediately said:

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Dr. Zhang."

After saying that, Liu Shengli sat in front of Zhang Yuan and stretched out his arm for Zhang Yuan to take his pulse.

Zhang Yuan placed his hand on Liu Shengli's pulse and began to feel it carefully. He took much longer to feel Liu Shengli's pulse than Hou Tiannan, about 5 minutes.

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, looked at Liu Shengli and said:

"Brother Shengli, I never thought you would be so seriously injured 10 years ago. You almost died."

As soon as these words came out.

Liu Shengli was immediately shocked, and looked at Zhang Yuan in disbelief and said:

"Dr. Zhang, you are so amazing.

Can you discover all this?

Just by feeling my pulse, you were able to accurately find out that I almost lost my life 10 years ago and was seriously injured."

Zhang Yuan said with certainty:

"Of course. If I don't even have this little skill, how can I have the nerve to deserve you guys calling me a miracle doctor? That would be too embarrassing."