"Ling Hao!?" The next moment, Li Xuemin exclaimed and almost fell off the wheelchair.
"Five...five years ago...you...nothing happened to you?"
"It's...so good, so good, God has the vision..."
While speaking, a mist appeared in his eyes.
"Mr. Li, due to special reasons, it was inconvenient for me to meet Mr. Li. Please don't be offended." Ling Hao spoke again.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Li Xuemin shook his head vigorously: "Tell me quickly, how could you be okay five years ago?"
"My adoptive father and Mr. Mo tried their best to escort me out of the compound, but I was later rescued by kind-hearted people." Ling Hao said in a heavy tone.
"That's it!" Li Xuemin nodded.
"Mr. Li, it's our Zheng family that has caused trouble to you!" Ling Hao continued.
"If you didn't send someone to take care of the funeral affairs of the adoptive father and his family, the Li family would not be in this situation today!"
"There is no such thing as being implicated!" Li Xuemin looked at Ling Hao.
"I, Li Xuemin, only follow my heart when doing things. If I don't do that, I will live with guilt for the rest of my life."
"No matter what, I have to thank Mr. Li for his great kindness and let my adoptive father and the others rest in peace!"
"You're really welcome!" Li Xuemin paused and continued: "Then where have you been over the years? Why are you back now?"
"After I was rescued by kindhearted people, I went to the military camp. This time it was because of an emergency that I rushed back from the front line." Ling Hao responded.
"I saw it right, you are a soldier in the army!" Li Xuemin nodded slightly.
"Mr. Li, we'll talk later. I'll help you heal your injuries first!" Ling Hao nodded and took out the silver needle from his body.
"Okay!" Li Xuemin nodded vigorously.
After recognizing Ling Hao, I no longer felt the strangeness in my heart, so I didn't feel too pretentious.
Then, Ling Hao began to give Mr. Li acupuncture.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The nine silver needles were like magic in his hand, shooting out at nine important acupuncture points on Mr. Li's body, including Baihui, Jianjing, and Qihai.
hiss!
Looking at Ling Hao's technique, a strong look of horror flashed in Mr. Li's eyes.
Control the needle with Qi!
This is actually the legendary method of using Qi to control needles!?
Being able to control needles with Qi shows that Ling Hao's martial arts cultivation level is at least warrior level, or even higher!
Moreover, he vaguely felt that Ling Hao's acupuncture technique was a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
"Huh!?" After thinking for a moment, a more shocked expression appeared on Li Xuemin's face again, and his pupils shrank for a while.
Xuanmen Nine Needles!?
He was at least 50 to 60% sure that the acupuncture technique used by Ling Hao was the legendary Xuanmen Nine Acupuncture Techniques that had been lost for a long time!!!
It turned out that when he was in the military camp, he once heard a top imperial doctor talk about the Nine Needles of Xuanmen by chance!
Xuanmen medical skills, the sect of all doctors, nine needles return to position, defying heaven and snatching life!
Legend has it that as long as the patient is still breathing, the nine Xuanmen needles can bring him back from the gate of hell, bringing him back to life in the true sense!
What is Ling Hao's identity? Not only can he use Qi to control needles, but he can also use the Xuanmen nine-needle technique!
Could it be that Ling Hao is related to that ancient and mysterious sect!?
"Mr. Li, the next process will be a little uncomfortable. Just bear with it for a while. It won't take long."
After the nine needles returned to their positions, Ling Hao pressed one hand on Li Xuemin's pubic area.
"It's okay, you continue!" Li Xuemin nodded.
After being shocked, Li Xuemin felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Since Ling Hao knows the Nine Needles of Xuanmen, there is really hope for his body!
