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The front of each silver needle had already turned black. Jiang Feng carefully put the silver needle on the handkerchief that he had prepared beforehand.    

    

Zheng curiously walked forward and looked at the black needles. He wanted to reach out and take a closer look, but was stopped by Jiang Feng immediately.    

    

"If you don't want to be like him, you'd better not touch it."    

    

Zheng immediately retracted his arm and looked at Jiang Feng in fear.    

    

Jiang Feng pulled out the last silver needle from Hwa Zhongtian's body, the last twenty-eight, and even the silver needle above his head had turned black.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian propped himself up. His movements that were originally very strenuous were actually not as strenuous as he had imagined.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian moved his arm, clenched his fist, and suddenly felt that he could use more strength. Hwa Zhongtian's face lit up.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian tried to get up, but he didn't think it would be difficult at all.    

    

Afraid that Hwa Zhongtian would fall again, Zheng hurried to support him.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian grabbed Zheng's arm, and Zheng felt the strength in Hwa Zhongtian's fingers, and he was overjoyed.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, how are you feeling now?"    

    

"It's been a long time since I've felt this feeling. I feel like I've returned to the past."    

    

Hwa Zhongtian was exaggerating, but for someone who had lost his strength for five years, he was not exaggerating at all.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian's eyes lit up as he looked at Zheng in excitement.    

    

"Zheng, accompany me for a few moves."    

    

Zheng was a bit troubled. He was not sure now that Hwa Zhongtian was capable of fighting with him. After all, Hwa Zhongtian had been sick for five years. He could barely walk normally, let alone fight with him.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, I think we should forget about it. With your current condition, I don't dare to fight with you."    

    

Hwa Zhongtian's eyes widened as he let go of Zheng's arm.    

    

"Do you look down on this old man? Moreover, if I don't exchange moves with you, how would I know how far my recovery has progressed?"    

    

What Hwa Zhongtian said made sense, and he could only agree to his request.    

    

Jiang Feng looked at one of the silver needles and carefully observed it. He didn't pay any attention to the two of them.    

    

Jiang Feng knew that the current Hwa Zhongtian was no match for Zheng, not even a single move. Although some of the poison in his body had been expelled by Jiang Feng, allowing him to live his own life, it was only by eating and drinking without relying on anyone else. If he wanted to spar with Zheng, it would at least take a few sessions of treatment before he could do so.    

    

Jiang Feng wiped the poison off the needles with his zhenqi and put them into the needle bag one by one, but Hwa Zhongtian had already started fighting Zheng.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian's punches were no match for his full strength. Zheng reached out and prepared for Hwa Zhongtian's second attack, but Hwa Zhongtian didn't have the strength to continue.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian was panting heavily with his hands on his knees.    

    

Zheng hurried to help, but Hwa Zhongtian held out his hand to stop him.    

    

"Don't worry about me. Let me do it myself."    

    

Hwa Zhongtian rested for two or three minutes before he recovered, but that was enough for him.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian walked slowly back to the couch.    

    

"Kid, you're not bad, you're much better than those doctors. Although you can't cure my illness, I'm already satisfied that I can stay like this. At least I don't need them to serve me anymore."    

    

Hwa Zhongtian couldn't hide the excitement in his voice.    

    

"Young man, don't worry. I will definitely thank you. If it wasn't for you, I really wouldn't even have the last bit of courage to live."    

    

Zheng also quickly walked in front of Jiang Feng and bowed deeply.    

    

"I was too reckless just now. I crashed into you, please don't blame me."    

    

Jiang Feng waved his hand.    

    

"You guys don't have to be so courteous. Old Master Hwa still needs some time to be completely cured. It won't be too late for you to thank me after I cure him completely."    

    

Jiang Feng spoke very easily, but in the ears of others, it was like a bolt out of the blue.    

    

Jiang Feng's words made it clear that he had a way to cure Hwa Zhongtian completely.    

    

Zheng looked at Jiang Feng in surprise.    

    

"Doctor, you mean you can cure Old Master Hwa's illness?"    

    

Jiang Feng nodded.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, did you hear that? He said he can cure your illness."    

    

But Hwa Zhongtian was not as happy as Zheng had expected.    

    

"Old Master Hwa, didn't you hear what he said? He can cure your disease. You can finally stop being tortured by the pain. Why aren't you happy?"    

    

Hwa Zhongtian sighed.    

    

"Young man, no matter what, I will thank you properly, but you don't need to comfort me. There's no way to cure this disease of mine, and you don't need to waste your strength."    

    

"I see from your technique just now that you should be from the Martial World. Although I have been sick for many years and the true energy within my body has been exhausted after fighting against the poison for so many years, I can still feel that you have transferred your true energy into my body."    

    

"Young people these days shouldn't be able to achieve this level of strength. It's really a fearsome thing for a young person to do in the future."    

    

Hwa Zhongtian was truly worthy of being a warlord of China. Just from Jiang Feng's treatment, he already knew that Jiang Feng was a martial artist, but he was not surprised at all, nor did he suspect Jiang Feng's purpose in coming here. If Jiang Feng really wanted his life, he could have long since taken action, let alone using so much effort to heal him.    

    

And when Hwa Zhongtian shouted for Zheng to retreat, it was also on purpose. He knew that Jiang Feng had channeled his true energy into his body, and if he shouted that, it would definitely affect the true energy within his body. If Jiang Feng wanted to kill him, he would not be able to stabilize the true energy within his body.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian already had the heart to die, so even if he was killed by Jiang Feng, he didn't care.    

    

"Lad, you don't know what poison I've been inflicted with, and the poison I've been inflicted with has no antidote at all. Once I'm poisoned, there's only one result, and that's death.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian was like a person who had seen through the mundane world. He had long since underestimated life and death. From the moment he was poisoned, he knew that he would not be able to live for long.    

    

"Frost Bone Cutting Powder."    

    

When Jiang Feng said those five words, Hwa Zhongtian shuddered and looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief.    

    

"You actually know what poison I've been inflicted with?"    

    

"Not only do I know what poison you're infected with, I also have a way to cure you of the poison."