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The first thousand one hundred and ninety-two chapters are you Lin Shenyi?

Cang Miao was really driven into panic.

No wonder.

One of the Second Elder's disciples dared to slap him in the face, how could he not be angry?

Although he is not qualified to challenge the second elder, it does not mean that he is a soft persimmon.

No one can step on his head!

"Master, how can you agree? With Xiao Hong's strength, how can he be Qiao Zhanbei's opponent? Are you really going to kowtow to the second elder to apologize?"

A crowd of disciples gathered around him, very anxious.

"So what if you kowtow to apologize? Do you want your master to retreat again and again? Others have bullied me to the extreme, how can I retreat again? Isn't it just a head? Just kowtow, but I can't swallow this breath!" the fifth elder said angrily!

.

"This..." people were speechless.

"The fifth elder is really tough, Zhan Bei admires it. In that case, Xiao Hong, let's go!" Qiao Zhanbei said with a smile, narrowing his eyes.

"Don't worry, Qiao Zhanbei, you haven't told me yet... what will happen if you lose?" Xiao Hong said calmly.

"There's no way I can lose."

"That's not necessarily the case."

"Then what do you want?" Qiao Zhanbei frowned.

"It's very simple! I won't make any excessive demands, just like yours. If you win, just call your second elders and come here to kowtow to my master and apologize!" Xiao Hong said.

"What?"

The disciples on the second elder's side stared wide-eyed, unable to accept it.

"Presumptuous!!" Qiao Zhanbei was furious: "Are you insulting our elders??"

"All my elders have resigned, but you elders dare not respond? Or do you think you will lose?" Xiao Hong said.

"Fart, our senior brother will lose? Are you kidding me?"

"Even so, you don't even look at how much you weigh! It's your honor that our senior brother is willing to compete with you. How dare you try to push yourself even further?"

The yelling and cursing continued.

"What? Are you scared?" Xiao Hong asked again.

This statement is nothing less than adding fuel to the fire.

"Asshole!!"

"You're looking for death!"

Everyone almost exploded with anger.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Qiao Zhanbei shouted, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and stared at Xiao Hong coldly: "I will send someone to ask the second elder for instructions immediately! When he answers, I will agree!"

"Okay!" Xiao Hong nodded.

Qiao Zhanbei winked at the person next to him.

Immediately some disciples ran out.

We turned back after about ten minutes.

"The second elder agreed." The disciple said.

"I knew it." Qiao Zhanbei snorted coldly: "How could the second elder not agree to this kind of thing? After all, you can't beat me!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Xiao Hong said calmly.

Everyone headed towards the nursing home where Yan Keer was staying.

Because the medicine ceremony was about to begin, the superiors were also concerned about Yan Keer's injury.

Now that everyone wants to heal Yan Keer's injuries, the superiors will naturally not object and even have people arrange things early.

"Want to heal my wounds?"

Yan Keer looked surprised.

She can now sit up slightly, but she still can't move her body, especially her fingers. Miss Hui stepped on them so hard that the bones were completely broken. Even if the medicines in Yaowang Village were of the highest quality, it would be difficult for her to heal within a few days.

However, the people of Yaowang Village wanted to use her for an acupuncture duel, and Yan Ke'er was still a little worried.

"Are you using me as an object? But that's fine, after all, I was born as an object." Yan Keer smiled bitterly.

At this time, a large number of disciples came in.

Also coming was Qiu You, the fourth elder in charge of the sanatorium.

"Elder Cangmiao, what's going on? Why are good disciples competing against each other? As an elder, shouldn't you stop it?" Qiu You entered and said calmly.

"Elder Qiu You, I think you have heard everything. There is nothing I can do. Other disciples are stepping on my head. How can I bear it?" Cang Miao snorted.

Qiu You was confused at first, but after looking at Qiao Zhanbei, he understood everything.

"Okay, I can't get involved in the matters between you. In that case, fine, I'll be the referee. What do you two want to compete with?" Qiu You said calmly.

"Xiao Hong said that no one on my master's side can be better than him in acupuncture, so what I am competing with him will naturally be acupuncture," Qiao Zhanbei said.

"Okay, it just so happens that the lady's hands are injured. You go and examine the injuries and see how much your acupuncture skills can restore the lady." Qiu You said.

"good!"

Qiao Zhanbei stepped forward and looked at Yan Keer's palm.

"All five fingers were severed. Even though I applied the top ointment from Yaowang Village, it will definitely not heal within five or six days." Qiao Zhanbei thought for a moment and smiled faintly: "But I can give it acupuncture to make it move freely immediately.

, although it is not perfect, it can shorten her injury to three or four days without any problem, and she will be fully recovered tomorrow."

"What? You're already injured like this. Can you move freely after just one injection?"

"What kind of acupuncture is this? Isn't it too powerful?"

The disciples kept exclaiming.

The people on the second elder's side looked at Xiao Hong provocatively.

They believed that no matter how powerful Xiao Hong was, he would never resort to such methods.

This is a sure-win showdown!

However, there was no disturbance in the ancient well, so Xiao Hong also stepped forward to investigate.

Yan Keer glanced at him and felt a little familiar.

She had heard of Xiao Hong but never met him, so why did she feel like this?

Yan Keer looked confused.

"It's me."

At this time, Xiao Hong lowered his voice and read a sentence.

Yan Keer's pupils shrank and her breathing trembled.

"Are you...Miracle Doctor Lin?"


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