883: C883 Silver Acupuncture Point

C883 Silver Acupuncture Point

Pressure Point Hand?

Nangong Yun's eyes lit up when he saw George dance in the air but couldn't say anything.

To be able to point out acupoints, that was true skill.

"Mr. Lin, a real person doesn't show off."

Nangong Yun looked coldly at Lin Fann and smiled, "Dr. George is indeed annoying. It's time to be quiet."

"Young Master Nangong, do you want to try it too?"

Lin Fann made fun of him, "A dog can't be hit on the acupoints and its owner doesn't want to light it up, right?"

"You …"

Looking at the Orchid Finger that Lin Fann faked, Nangong Yun was about to retort.

However, after seeing George's condition, he finally shut his mouth and did not say anything.

The Pressure Point Hand was an unfathomable skill, he did not want to encounter such a misfortune.

"Young Master Nangong, you're different from the rich second generations that I knew before."

He thought Nangong Yun would rush over, but he held back and didn't make a move.

Putting aside Nangong Yun's current strength, at the very least, he would be much stronger than those crown princes in Haiyun City.

After getting bored, Lin Fann returned to the bedside.

His fingers lightly flicked the silver needle on her head, and his fingers fell back on his wrist.

Silver Needle Crossing Acupoints.

The falling silver needles only served to stimulate the acupuncture points. The most important thing was the next step.

The Spiritual Sense swept his gaze across it, and at the same time, his true qi passed through.

After finding the position where the blood vessels were clogged up, Zhang Xuan's zhenqi pierced through the other party's body like a needle.

Bang.

As if there was a sound, the object exploded into countless pieces.

The treatment wasn't over yet.

It was also at this time that the Four Divisions Needle Technique produced its effects.

It was as if specks of light were being lit up one by one, and waves of energy were gushing out.

The pieces that had broken into countless pieces slowly disappeared.

As time passed, Lin Fann maintained the same posture.

Whether it was the speechless George, or the high-energy Nangong Yun, they were all staring at this scene.

Staring at Lin Fann, George couldn't wait to rush forward and give him a good beating.

The fact that he was pretending was clearly trying to stall for time.

If he could just insert a few needles and hold the patient's wrist while standing, what would a doctor do if he could treat the patient?2

You with the surname Lin, when you can't cure it later, I will teach you a lesson.

Whew ~

As he thought fiercely in his heart, a sigh of relief sounded out.

"Mhmm …" Hmm?

The moment he opened his mouth, the only sound that came out was a faltering 'En!'.

With a flick of his finger, a strong wind shot towards George. Lin Fann looked towards the high-energy smile and said, "Mr. Gao, Madam's illness has been cured."

"Mr. Lin, Tingting, she …"

With a tense expression, Gao Chong swallowed his saliva and asked.

"Hmm?" I can speak, haha. "

George, who found out he could speak again, immediately shouted: "Brat, what's the difference between the result of your treatment and mine? Is Madame awake? Ah? "Are you awake?"

He was indeed a little worried just now. What if Lin Fann was really cured?

However, it seemed like he was overthinking things. This so-called Chinese medicine was bullshitting.

"Hehe, it seems like Mr. Lin's medical skills are quite good."

Seeing that there were no movements on the bed, Nangong Yun smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, you and Dr. George are laughing at fifty steps and a hundred steps."

The reason why he endured just now was to see the healing effect of Lin Fann.

If it could be cured, he could settle the score later.

Since she didn't manage to cure him now, it was time to settle the score.

"Young Master Nangong, you seem to be gloating?"

Looking at Nangong Yun's gloomy face, Lin Fann teased, "Are you prepared to settle the score with me?"

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