1132: C1132 Food Is the Food of the Living

C1132 Food Is the Food of the Living

After a while, Mo Nan explained to Qin Yang in a low voice. Ignoring the latter's resentful gaze, he dragged Old Man Qin back to his reclining chair.

"Old Master..."

Qin Wudao stared at him and said unhappily. "I told you to call me Qin Fellow Taoist."

"Here."

Mo Nan smiled bitterly. "It's okay to call you Fellow Taoist, but if Bingqing finds out, I will be scolded to death."

"You can just treat me as a junior."

"Okay."

The old man knew what Mo Nan meant and nodded.

At this time, he did not forget to sigh with emotion.

"Su family is blessed!"

That's right!

Mo Nan snorted in his heart. It was more than a blessing. The fact that the old Su family had a son-in-law like him was like smoke.

"Cough."

He cleared his throat and calmed his mind. Then, he grabbed Qin Wudao's wrist again and started examining it.

The old man did not resist this time. Instead, he looked at him with hope. He did not forget to glare at Qin Yang again. He gave Qin Yang a look as if he was waiting for him.

Qin Yang felt wronged. You did not have such an attitude just now.

After a while.

Mo Nan withdrew his hand and nodded. He said softly, "It's alright. Old Master, you have recovered well. It is not as exaggerated as Aunt Qin said."

"How about this? Come with me to the house. I'll give you a few needles. When the time comes, the blood loss will be replenished."

"Acupuncture?"

Qin Wudao frowned when he heard what Qin Wudao said.

In the past, there were all kinds of methods to treat him. Acupuncture was not uncommon, but they were all ineffective.

Initially, he thought that Mo Nan had some special method, but he did not expect it to be the same old trick.

However, when he thought of the feeling of withered wood returning to spring, Qin Wudao was sure that his feeling was right. He stood up and walked into the house.

Not long after.

Not long after he entered the house and let his father lie down on the bed, Mo Nan said something and started to attack.

"Old master, no matter what happens later, don't move."

It was his first time trying to transfer life force into a human body. If something went wrong, he was afraid that the old man would affect him.

"Okay."

He seemed to have sensed that what Mo Nan wanted to do was different from those doctors. Qin Wudao agreed in a low voice.

Then, he saw Mo Nan repeatedly stab the silver needles.

In fact, what he really wanted to do had nothing to do with acupuncture. If he died of overexertion, it was just that while he was transmitting life force, he was also using acupuncture to treat the old man's chronic illness.

The reason why he insisted on using silver needles was purely because he did not need silver needles. He really did not know how to explain his ability.

Especially if word got out in the future, there wouldn't be a suitable illusion to block the truth for him. Perhaps, even the people of the Hidden Clan wouldn't be able to resist and would come to snatch it.

Acupuncture was different.

As long as he wasn't willing to teach this thing, no one would be able to snatch it away.

Mo Nan thought about it. At the same time, a strong life force followed his arm and entered the old man's body.

"Uh ~"

Qin Wudao couldn't help but cry out in comfort.

When he opened his eyes and saw Mo Nan's somewhat dark green face, he couldn't help but cough and quickly shut his mouth.

Damn it, this time, he had lost a lot of face!

But he really felt good. That kind of feeling of withered wood returning to spring, drought meeting rain after a long drought, who had experienced it before was clear.

He did not know exactly how to explain it. The most direct feeling was that at this moment, he only wanted to go out for a few months and have a good drink with his old friends.

He had to eat when he drank. He felt empty in his stomach.

This was a normal phenomenon.

Food was the foundation of living people. The various functions in the old man's body had gradually recovered, and he lacked energy. It was normal for him to be hungry.

It would be troublesome if he wasn't hungry.

"It's effective!"

Unlike Qin Wudao, Mo Nan's senses were more direct.

He could clearly see the changes in the old man's body, especially his face. The dense age spots on his face had been removed. Even his skin was showing signs of rejuvenation.

To put it bluntly, the healing effect of the Spirit Gathering Bead was even better than he had imagined.

"Alright, Elder Qin, how do you feel?"

"Awesome!"

The old man jumped off the bed and clenched his fists. However, when he saw his own hands, He rushed impatiently into a mirror in the room.

When he saw himself in the mirror, his expression immediately changed. He turned around and wanted to ask something.

Mo Nan had already guessed the old man's question. He shook his head without batting an eyelid and said,

"This method can only restore your blood energy, but it cannot prolong your life. You should not think too much about it."

Qin Wudao was startled. After a while, he sighed not only in disappointment but also something else.

"Sigh."

"That's good. It's not bad to be able to do this." Fortunately, the old man wasn't unsatisfied. He felt the strength returning to his body, and his eyes couldn't help but shine when he looked at Mo Nan.

After a moment, he said embarrassedly,2

"Mo, let me discuss something with you..."

"Go ahead."

Mo Nan squinted his eyes and smiled.

"It's nothing." There was something else on his face. Old Qin did not know what to say. Frowning, he said,

"Although I have been cured, there are still many old friends who are still suffering from the blood loss. I want to tell them about you. Do you think..."

In the old man's opinion, Mo Nan's medical skills were heaven defying. It was as if he and his family were friends. The less people knew, the better.

How would he know?

Oh, can you introduce me to customers?

Mo Nan was happy. Then, he pretended to be embarrassed and nodded. Actually, he had been happy for a long time.

"Since you've already spoken, I definitely can't refuse."

"However, this method will consume a lot of my Spiritual Forces. In order to use it continuously within a short period of time, I'll need them to prepare a few cultivation resources for themselves. Elder Qin, please explain this to them clearly."

"Of course."

Qin Wudao looked at Mo Nan and realized that Mo Nan was indeed showing signs of losing his Spiritual Force. He immediately nodded.

"Originally, there is no free lunch in this world!"

"Mo, don't worry. Later, I will definitely help you kill them."

The old man's eyes lit up.

Mo Nan was surprised. He smiled bitterly. "Do your friends know what you are doing?

However, he was also clear that the relationship between these old people was not something that could be explained with just a few words. Perhaps they had fought back then, but when they were older, they would let go of their old grudges after a long time.

As the number of people they knew grew fewer and fewer, they naturally cherished each other more and more.

"How about this?"

After thinking for a while, Mo Nan gave Qin Wudao the address of the hospital he requested the next day. Then he said,

"I'm going to this hospital tomorrow. If you have friends who need to recover their blood energy, you can ask them to bring cultivation resources and come to the hospital's Traditional Chinese Medicine Department to look for me."

"I'll wait for them in the department director's office of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department."

Mo Nan added.

"No problem."

Old Master Qin agreed readily again.

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