Then there was the sound of silver needles falling to the ground one after another.
In just a few dozen seconds, all the hundreds of silver needles fell to the ground.
At the same time, blood began to ooze from the small holes in Mr. Qian's body that had been pricked by the silver needles.
The bright red blood even contained a hint of black, and an unpleasant fishy smell instantly filled the air.
"Phew! It's done!"
Lin Xiao exhaled a breath and said with a smile.
As Lin Xiao's fingers left Mr. Qian's eyebrows, the pain in Mr. Qian's body immediately disappeared.
He glanced at the blood holes on his body that were constantly leaking out the smelly blood, and showed a wry smile: "I'm so old, I still have to suffer this..."
"These are congestions in your body. Only after all these congestions are removed can the medicine be effective."
Lin Xiao shook his head and smiled, and then continued: "After this, the hidden disease has been eliminated. With your physical fitness, Mr. Qian, it is not difficult to live to be a hundred years old."
Hearing this, Mr. Qian also showed a smile and said, "Well, the old man believes in your ability."
At this moment, Qian Zhengxiong also pushed the door open and entered, holding a crystal clear glass bowl in his hand.
There are some gray and green powders intertwined in the bowl.
Seeing the blood all over his father's body and the fishy smell that filled the whole room, Qian Zhengxiong's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of worry.
Without thinking too much, he quickly walked to the bedside, looked at Lin Xiao and asked: "Mr. Lin, my father...did he have an accident?"
"Fart! I'm doing very well now. Are you doubting Lin Xiao's medical skills?"
Before Lin Xiao could speak, Mr. Qian cursed angrily.
Hearing his father's voice so powerful, how could Qian Zhengxiong not understand that his father's health was much better than before!
"Scared me!"
"Mr. Lin, all the medicinal materials have been ground into powder."
Qian Zhengxiong breathed a sigh of relief and handed the glass bowl in his hand to Lin Xiao.
After taking the glass bowl, Lin Xiao said: "Master Qian, go find me a stove for cooking medicine."
"good!"
Qian Zhengxiong hurriedly left the room without any hesitation.
The dignified head of the Qian family, a powerful man, was like a servant at the moment, obeying Lin Xiao's orders!
"Old man Qian, you have given birth to a good son, and he is really filial to you!"
Mr. Yun said with some sigh.
Hearing this, Mr. Qian glanced at him and said with a smile: "Haha, I only have one son, Zhengxiong, unlike you, Mr. Yun, who has three sons."
"If you become like me, I'm afraid those three boys in your family will be more anxious than anyone else, so don't envy me."
Mr. Yun just shook his head and smiled and didn't say much.
He knows better than anyone what kind of people his three sons are.
Filial piety is filial piety, but it may not be like Qian Zhengxiong, who obeys Lin Xiao's instructions and does things honestly.
Seeing his appearance, Mr. Qian said again: "What? Are you still thinking about that incident before?"
"I'm not talking about you. It's been seven or eight years, but you, an old guy, are still holding on to that matter?"
"The three of them are your biological sons no matter what. We can't let your girl Caixi take care of you until you die!"
Hearing this, Mr. Yun sighed softly and murmured: "I'm getting older, and I don't know how long I can live anymore. Maybe it's time to meet and chat with those three boys."
Lin Xiao did not speak, but quietly listened to the two old men talking.
He also knew some things about the Yun family, but he was not qualified to say anything more on this matter.
While talking, Qian Zhengxiong had already returned to the room carrying a small stove.