Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Even Liu Hansheng was a little stunned. To be honest, this so-called Spring Rejuvenation Needle Technique... He had never heard of it before. If it wasn't for the fact that Wu Lai was communicating with everyone here... If an accurate master's degree was taught here, he would never know about the Spring Rejuvenation Needle Technique in his entire life.    

After a series of deductions, he came to a conclusion.    

To fully display this set of Dust Needle Technique, he needed to consume nearly 90% of his true qi! With such a huge consumption, he could not afford any mistakes or disturbances. Otherwise, the patient would die without a doubt!    

These nine needles not only emphasized the accuracy of the acupuncture points, but also the amount of zhenqi each needle carried. They could not be any more or less.    

Moreover, every needle had to be separated by two breaths of time. If the time was too short, it might cause the person to explode and die. If the time was too long, the effect would be worse.    

All in all, this formation was extremely harsh, but once it succeeded, just like what Wu Lai had said, it would seize the fortune of heaven and earth and bring one back to life!    

Although it was a bit exaggerated, after these nine needles were inserted, all the acupoints and tendons in the human body would be unimpeded. If a martial artist was rescued from the Heaven and Earth Bridge, not only would he be saved, but he would also be saved. It was also equivalent to opening up all the meridians, reaching the sky in a single bound and becoming a grandmaster!    

Liu Hansheng was prepared to verify with Wu Lai again, when a restless voice sounded.    

"Still coming back to life? Dad, I told you that these TCM doctors are just pretending to be mysterious. Look at what they are saying. Revive the dead! This is a feudal superstitious belief. If it is used to talk about these things to those seeking medical treatment... It is to spread evil thoughts!" A woman's very harsh voice rang out.    

"Yue Er, don't speak nonsense!" Following that, a very dignified voice sounded, carrying a strong sense of berating.    

Instantly, the originally lively atmosphere dropped to a freezing point. Everyone had left it at the entrance beforehand.    

On the other side, a middle-aged man who was about forty to fifty years old walked over with an apologetic expression on his face. Beside this middle-aged man was a very young girl. He supported this middle-aged man as he walked over step by step.    

"Dad! I'm also judging things based on facts!" The girl who was called Yue Er looked unconvinced. As she spoke, she pointed at these people from the Chinese Medical Association. However, when she noticed Wu Lai, she was stunned. Then, her face turned red. She put down her hand and calmed down.    

The middle-aged man on the other side scolded her again, "If you say that again! I won't take you out next time! "    

"Un..." Yue Er replied softly and turned her head away, not saying anything.    

The veins on the middle-aged man's forehead twitched and the corner of his mouth twitched. It was as if he was enduring a huge pain and did not notice his daughter's expression. He turned to Liu Hansheng, clasped his hands, and said weakly, "Sorry, Elder Liu. I did not teach her well. I made her say such things..."    

When they heard what Yue Er said, they frowned and were very angry. These words were the biggest insult to them!    

However, when they saw the expression on the middle-aged man's face, their first reaction was to subconsciously shift their attention from the little girl to the man.    

Wu Lai stared at the middle-aged man and said, "Sir, you're lucky that you came early. Otherwise, there would be no way to save you."