"I..." The man's hands were shaking even more violently. He opened his mouth, but a mouthful of water was stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak. His face was full of panic and nervousness.
What a joke, is this acupuncture accessible to just anyone?
If anyone could successfully perform an acupuncture with just one pinhole, then it would not be difficult for so many people.
Shu Jingrong reminded her politely and responsibly on the side: "I have to remind you, you really must listen. Of course, if you don't listen, I'll do it! Acupuncture is not done casually.
Be careful, one shot may kill someone."
dead!!
As soon as these words came out, the guy who was holding the silver needle was trembling. His hand shook and the silver needle fell to the ground. He didn't dare to actually inject the needle.
If Elder Zhao had his hair tied up like that, wouldn't he become the murderer of the elder?
Not to mention him at this time, even Zhao Zhixing, who had been shouting and urging before, turned pale at this time. Looking at Elder Zhao whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, he did not dare to urge others to put the needle into the needle.
Even if you ask him to do it, he won't dare to do it!
If it had been before, maybe they would have ignored Shu Jingrong's words and just thought that she deliberately wanted to cause trouble to the elder.
But after the previous scene, I'm afraid no one would doubt Shu Jingrong's ability.
With just one injection, Elder Zhao, who was almost out of breath, regained his breath. This ability is probably not something that an ordinary therapist can achieve, let alone that she only used one injection, and the speed before and after was staggering.
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In addition, due to the carelessness of the Zhao family, the situation after pulling out the silver needle also made people understand that the effect of the silver needle was indeed not fake.
At this time, I’m afraid no one will doubt Shu Jingrong’s words!
Zhao Zhixing hurriedly looked at Shu Jingrong and urged: "Why don't you hurry up and give me another injection? Don't forget that you have accepted the spirit stone and promised to treat the elder."
A smile slowly bloomed on Shu Jingrong's face, and in everyone's eyes, they felt like they could see the beauty and cruelty of the mandala flowers blooming on the Huangquan Road.
"Didn't I tell you that you paid the medical fee for that shot? Remember, it's just that shot!"
The implication is that the thousand yuan of top-quality spiritual stones just now is just the price of the shot just now.
If you want me to give the old guy another shot, that’s fine. I’ll pay the medical expenses first!
She is not a kind doctor!
"you……"
Shu Jingrong smiled like a little fox, and continued to give more reminders in a very good mood: "By the way, after another cup of tea, if I don't give an injection, your dark elder will probably die.
I’m going to… huh huh!”
So, hurry up and get your things out, and remember the time for a cup of tea. At one o'clock in the evening, your elders will go to hell to meet the Lord of Hell.
The voice was gentle and pleasant, but to the ears of the Zhao family, it was as if Shura had come to suck blood.
It seemed that the bag of spiritual stones just now could not satisfy her appetite at all.
"Okay, I'll give you another bag of top-quality spiritual stones. You can start now."
Several other members of the Zhao family gathered together and came up with a bag of top-quality spiritual stones. Everyone's eyes turned red, and they felt a little more unwilling in their hearts.
There is a look of reluctance among several human gods, and a look of pain from cutting flesh.
