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"Hello, Uncle Wan. Hello, Brother Godly Doctor." The girl greeted him with a clear voice.2

Wan Dong looked constipated. "Yan-er, how many times have I told you? Your name is Mr Wan! Look at me, I'm only in my thirties, and your uncle calls me uncle. Even if I'm not old, I'll still be called old by you."

"But you really look old. Look, you're standing with Brother Godly Doctor. Let my grandfather see. Isn't the difference too great?"

"Yes, yes. My Yan-er is right. I say, Brother Wan, you're a big boss after all. Why did you make yourself so old?" Old Man Yan laughed loudly.

"You still have the nerve to say it. It was still hooked by the painting in your hand. Good fellow, ever since I saw that painting of yours, I couldn't eat or sleep well. I've been suffering for the past few months." Wan Dong was very smart and took the opportunity to mention Tang Bohu's painting.

"Alright, alright. Kid, don't turn the corner with me. The old man said that if the Little Miracle-working Doctor could really cure my granddaughter's legs, not only will the old man pay the Little Miracle-working Doctor 100 million yuan for his illness, but you can also take the 800 million yuan painting!"

Hearing that he could get the 800 million yuan painting, Wan Dong gulped down a mouthful of super loud saliva. His excited voice trembled slightly, "Old Man Yan, do you keep your word?"

"Bullshit! I have never regretted a single word in my life!"

"Awoo, kiss little brother Hsingchen, then what are you waiting for?! For the sake of my big brother's painting, Tang Bohu, please do it now."

Looking at Wan Dong who was so excited that he almost turned into a wolf, Yang Hsingchen couldn't help laughing. He really didn't know why these people were so obsessed with these things.

He smiled and said to Yan-er, who was sitting in a wheelchair, "Yan-er, help me check your pulse with your left hand."

"Oh, okay." Yan-er generously stretched out her pure white wrist.

After taking a pulse, Yang Hsingchen knew the cause of the illness. "Yan-er, before you were paralyzed, did you often suffer from severe pain? The joints of your legs also hurt from time to time? Moreover, when you were sleeping, you would suddenly cramp from time to time. And the frequency of cramps was getting higher and higher? Do you feel pain in the back of your head from time to time? "

" Yes, yes, Brother Godly Doctor, you are really godly! Every time, it is the doctor who asks about my condition, but you just blurted out my symptoms. It's really godly! " Yan Yan widened her beautiful large eyes in surprise. A large word was clearly written on the petite face of the child.

"Hehe, most of the doctors you see should be Western medicine, right? They don't know how to take a pulse, so of course they can only take the initiative to ask about your condition. Alright, within half an hour, not only will you be able to stretch your legs freely, you will also be able to do so. While I'm at it, I will root out your pain and cramps."

After saying that, Yang Hsingchen took out nine needles from his spatial Ring Space and said to Yan-er with a smile, "Yan-er, lie down."

"Oh." Yan-er gently laid down with Mother Feng's help. Then he said to Wan Dong who was still standing at the side, "Uncle Wan, turn around. I'm going to lift up my clothes and let Brother Godly Doctor give me needles."

"No, no, I'll give you a needle. Don't take off your clothes." As he spoke, the needle in his hand had already been inserted.

None of the people in the room could clearly see the trajectory of the needle. They only felt a blur in their eyes as Yan-er's navel was already filled with needles.

Then, they saw Yang Hsingchen lightly flick each of the silver needles and the silver needles immediately produced a buzzing sound.

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