Jiang He smiled faintly: "Oh, it is indeed almost lost. Apart from my master, I am the only one in this world who knows the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."
After a few minutes, Jiang He took back the silver needle.
"How does it feel?"
Song Guo moved his body and said in surprise: "It's done! It's all healed! All the old injuries and hidden illnesses are gone!"
After feeling that he was healed, Song Guo shed tears excitedly.
His hidden diseases have been tormenting him for thirty years! But now, they are all cured!
At this time, Song Guo's eyes were shining when he looked at Jiang He!
What a miracle doctor! What a genius! What a monster!
The key is that he is still so young!
With such demonic medical skills at such a young age, he will definitely be the top miracle doctor in China in the future!
Excuse me, who hasn’t gotten sick yet? Jianghe will undoubtedly be the target of those big shots! You can only make friends with such a person, but not offend him!
It would be even better if he was one of his own family members!
At that time, Song Guo rolled his eyes and said, "Miracle doctor, are you married?"
Jiang He said: "Don't call me a miracle doctor. I have a name. My name is Jiang He. I'm not married."
Hearing this, Song Guo's eyes lit up, he took his granddaughter's hand and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, my granddaughter is not married yet, and she hasn't had a boyfriend yet!"
As soon as these words came out, Song Meiqi's little face turned red. She said angrily: "Grandpa! What did you say?"
"Hahaha! Meiqi, grandpa is also thinking about your life-long affairs! Doctor Jiang's medical skills are so superb, if he can become a couple with you, grandpa will definitely be very happy!"
Song Guo's words were very direct, which made Song Meiqi blush with embarrassment.
Jiang He, on the other hand, had no interest in Song Meiqi. Although Song Meiqi was very beautiful, Jiang He already had Lin Chuxue in his heart and could no longer accommodate a second woman.
"Okay, I have cured you, now take me to Fang Shilong!"
Jiang He said.
Seeing Jiang He's serious look, Song Guo nodded quickly and said, "Okay! I'll take you to find Lao Fang right now!"
...
On the snowy land, a team of probably hundreds of people were running wildly!
This team of hundreds of people are all wearing black robes with golden dragons embroidered on the robes. They are all elite disciples of Shenlong Hall!
But at this time, these disciples were in a very embarrassed state, covered in blood and covered with wounds.
The leader was an old man with a resolute face, holding a steel knife and covered in blood!
This person is Fang Shilong!
"Master! I can't hold it any longer! Let's go!"
At this moment, a disciple behind Fang Shilong covered his chest and fell to the ground!
Seeing this, everyone around him quickly surrounded him!
"Li Hu! Hold on, Li Hu! Further ahead, we will reach the boundary of the Snow Mountain Ancestor! Once there, they won't dare to do anything to us!" The surrounding disciples shouted loudly.
Li Hu's injuries were very serious. He was slashed in the chest, and the blood flowing from the wound had frozen into ice.
Li Hu laughed miserably: "I...I can't run anymore. I can't do it anymore. Master, please leave me alone. You can run away!"
Hearing this, Fang Shilong directly carried Li Hu on his body without saying a word!
"Unless I die, I will never leave anyone behind in Shenlong Hall!"
After that, Fang Shilong picked up Li Hu and started running wildly!
All the disciples behind him also caught up!
But in fact, Fang Shilong's current state is not optimistic!
