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Hwa Zhongtian, who was originally very conflicted with the treatment, now enjoyed this short period of time.    

    

Although Hwa Zhongtian did not know what Jiang Feng had done, he had not experienced it for five years. To be able to feel it for the rest of his life, Hwa Zhongtian felt like he had no regrets.    

    

Seeing how Hwa Zhongtian enjoyed Jiang Feng's treatment, Zheng and the others were filled with doubt.    

    

They had all seen Hwa Zhongtian's rejection of healing, but today was the first time they saw Hwa Zhongtian cooperating so well. Their hearts were filled with curiosity.    

    

Thinking back to what Jiang Feng had just said, Zheng's eyes lit up. If it really was like what Jiang Feng had just said, and if it could cure Hwa Zhongtian's illness, Zheng would be very excited.    

    

Jiang Feng stopped what he was doing. At this moment, the true energy had already formed a cycle in Hwa Zhongtian's body. As long as he waited for his true energy to slowly run out, the first step of treatment would be complete.    

    

Seeing Jiang Feng stop, Zheng went up and asked in a low voice.    

    

"Doctor, do you really have a way to treat Old Master Hwa's illness?"    

    

Zheng's voice was still low, so Hwa Zhongtian, who had an expression of enjoyment on his face, didn't even hear him.    

    

Jiang Feng did not say anything, but only nodded slightly and signaled Zheng to step back so that his treatment of Hwa Zhongtian would not be affected.    

    

Zheng nodded and quietly retreated.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian was completely unaware of what they were talking about and was enjoying what he thought was the final moments of his life.    

    

With the passage of time, Hwa Zhongtian's complexion slowly turned worse.    

    

When Zheng and the others saw this obvious change, they were extremely excited.    

    

Jiang Feng waved his hand at them, signaling them to be quiet.    

    

After a minute, the true energy within Hwa Zhongtian's body was gradually exhausted.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were not as dull as before. He felt much more refreshed.    

    

"Doctor, you look unfamiliar. Are you new here?"    

    

"Jiang Feng nodded, I just came today."    

    

Hwa Zhongtian looked at Jiang Feng approvingly.    

    

"You look quite young, but I didn't think that your acupuncture skills would really make me have a whole new level of respect for you. The doctors before you really can't compare to you."    

    

"But even so, I know very well in my heart. You are only temporarily making me feel better, but it is still impossible to completely cure my illness. However, you can already be proud.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian had a very high opinion of Jiang Feng's acupuncture skills. Although he did not know much about medical skills or what sort of acupuncture skills Jiang Feng had, he had become a doctor after a long illness and had been treated by others for five years.    

    

Jiang Feng said nothing, just continued to treat Hwa Zhongtian.    

    

Jiang Feng sent more of his zhenqi through the silver needle into Hwa Zhongtian's body, though only once more.    

    

The last time the zhenqi had been used to nourish Hwa Zhongtian's internal organs, this time it was used to protect him, because Jiang Feng's next treatment was to expel the poison from Hwa Zhongtian's lower abdomen.    

    

From Jiang Feng's experience, this venom was also extremely dangerous. If the venom was not expelled according to his expectations, it might endanger Hwa Zhongtian's life, so he had to be prepared in advance.    

    

Jiang Feng attached his zhen qi to his hands and pressed them against Hwa Zhongtian's lower abdomen. His zhen qi layer by layer flowed into Hwa Zhongtian's lower abdomen, repeatedly attacking this drop of cold, poisonous liquid.    

    

Under the effects of Jiang Feng's zhenqi, the venom started to vibrate slightly. Traces of black air were attached to the silver needle by the direction of the zhenqi.    

    

Because there was a continuous flow of Zhen Qi between every silver needle, the black Qi smoothly wound around the silver needle through the Zhen Qi.    

    

Jiang Feng controlled his zhen qi carefully. He had to use the right amount of strength. The speed at which the black air was being peeled off was too fast. Hwa Zhongtian's body could not bear it, but not a single bit less would achieve the same effect.    

    

Due to the black gas being extracted from the venom, it was also poisonous in nature. Even though Jiang Feng had already prepared a defense measure for Hwa Zhongtian, the strong toxicity of the venom when attached to the silver needle still made him feel extremely painful. Even the skin around the silver needle had already become frostbitten.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian was in immense pain, but even in this pain, he could still feel a sense of comfort.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian knew that Jiang Feng was treating him, but Zheng and the others standing below had ugly expressions on their faces.    

    

Seeing Hwa Zhongtian sweating profusely from the pain and his body still trembling slightly, Zheng and the others walked up to Jiang Feng with unfriendly faces, wanting to stop him.    

    

However, Jiang Feng was right next to Hwa Zhongtian, so Zheng and the others did not dare to act rashly. They were afraid that Jiang Feng would do something to Hwa Zhongtian out of desperation.    

    

"Who the hell are you? What did you do to Old Master Hwa? I'm ordering you to stop right now. If you don't let me, I'll show you who's boss."    

    

Zheng's men had already taken out their pistols and pointed it at Jiang Feng's head. As long as Zheng gave the order, Jiang Feng would become a corpse.    

    

Jiang Feng ignored Zheng's threats. He could not afford to be distracted at this point. If the true energy density on his hands changed, Hwa Zhongtian would be in danger.    

    

Seeing Jiang Feng completely ignoring him, Zheng took out his gun, turned on the safety and pointed it at Jiang Feng's head.    

    

Jiang Feng raised his head and looked at Zheng. He still had no intention of stopping.    

    

"I told you to stop, don't you understand?"    

    

"Do you believe that I will shoot you right now?"    

    

Zheng roared at Jiang Feng with a serious expression.    

    

"Get the hell out of here, and make them put down their guns. No one can stop the doctor from treating me."    

    

Hwa Zhongtian ordered Zheng, his eyes wide.    

    

However, due to Hwa Zhongtian's loud roar, the true energy within his body was in a mess. Jiang Feng quickly made adjustments and placed a hand on Hwa Zhongtian's chest, channeling more true energy into him. The true energy circulation was stable and on the verge of collapse.    

    

Zheng looked at Hwa Zhongtian with some surprise. He had actually ordered him to not stop Jiang Feng's treatment, which meant that Jiang Feng's treatment was indeed effective.    

    

Zheng quickly ordered his men to put down their pistols, step back, and guard the door to prevent anyone from entering. He was afraid that someone would interrupt Jiang Feng's treatment of Hwa Zhongtian.    

    

Jiang Feng was sweating profusely.    

    

Hwa Zhongtian looked at Jiang Feng, unable to bear it.    

    

"Doctor, I think we'll stop here for today. You should go back and rest."    

    

However, Jiang Feng did not stop his actions until the silver needles on Hwa Zhongtian's body began to change color.    

    

Jiang Feng carefully pulled out the silver needles on Hwa Zhongtian's body one by one.