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Chapter 1228 Potential Crisis

After the Ghost Doctor's words came, Zhou Muxue and Yang Cheng's faces turned red, and Yang Cheng immediately said, "Master, don't say this!"

"Hmph, am I not warning you? Do you think I'm talking about someone else?"

The ghost doctor immediately snorted coldly and said coldly.

"I know!"

Yang Cheng was even more speechless, and Zhou Muxue lowered her head and couldn't help but smile secretly.

It was soon evening. Because of Yang Cheng and Zhou Muxue's arrival, Mr. Liu specially brought some wild game from the mountains, and everyone was very happy to eat.

"Old Liu, you don't have such high treatment when I come back? Have you forgotten that I am your master!"

The ghost doctor said with some resentment.

"Ah, I know that the master was very happy when he came back, so I went to fight him. I'm just for you, Master!"

Lao Liu said in surprise.

"I didn't say it!"

The ghost doctor immediately said helplessly with a dark look on his face.

When sleeping at night, Yang Cheng hugged Zhou Muxue, especially Zhou Muxue's soft body was pressed against Yang Cheng's body, and Yang Cheng felt the flames burning on his body.

Zhou Muxue could naturally feel it, especially since the two of them had just experienced something about men and women before, they became even more restless.

"Don't move around, haven't you listened to your master? He's talking about you!"

Zhou Muxue immediately thought of the ghost doctor's words and immediately said with a lesson.

"You're amazing!"

Yang Cheng immediately said helplessly.

But both of them know that they both need to restrain themselves!

It was noon the next day, and all Yang Cheng's preparations were completed. Zhou Muxue was lying on the hospital bed, and Yang Cheng had already taken out the silver needle!

The ghost doctor was shocked when he saw the silver needle that Yang Cheng took out and said tremblingly, "Hundred acupoint needles, stinky brat, have you gotten a hundred acupoint needle? Oh my god, you actually got a hundred acupoint needle!"

The ghost doctor was extremely excited at this moment. Even though the ghost doctor had been circulating in the medical field for so many years, he had not received a hundred acupuncture!

"Master, don't make a fuss, this is not one!"

Yang Cheng pointed to the remaining few hundred acupoint needles with his fingers. The ghost doctor saw it clearly. He was extremely excited in an instant. He said excitedly, "Boy, you can do it. You can get so many hundred acupoint needles. Even I, the old man, feel inferior to me!"

After all, the effect of Baikong acupoint is much better than other silver acupoints!

"In this way, I'll give you a hundred acupoint needle!"

Yang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

"Ah, this is not good, right? How can the master ask for things for his disciple? No, no!"

When the ghost doctor heard Yang Cheng's words, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was called a ghost doctor before, and there were a lot of good things in his hands. As a result, it was his turn to ask his disciple for silver needles. The ghost doctor still couldn't hold his face down!

"Master, whoever of us is with us? Besides, didn't you give me the best spiritual herbs I need?"

Yang Cheng immediately said with a smile.

"If you say that, I'll take it!"

A strong interest appeared on the face of the ghost doctor. After all, Baijiao is extremely tempting for anyone with excellent medical skills, especially for people like the ghost doctor, which is even more difficult to refuse.

Yang Cheng took a deep breath and immediately prepared to apply acupuncture. Although the Ghost Doctor is Yang Cheng's master, the Ghost Doctor's cultivation is not as strong as Yang Cheng. Of course, if the Ghost Doctor's cultivation has reached the level of martial arts master, I'm afraid Yang Cheng's medical skills will not be able to compare with the Ghost Doctor.

While speaking, Yang Cheng's palm suddenly waved, and silver needles moved rapidly. Yang Cheng suddenly used the Fuxi Nine Needles.

When the ghost doctor looked at the entire Fuxi Nine Needles and the speed of the Qiyun Needle, he couldn't help but nodded. Even if he was not able to reach Yang Cheng's level, he was not able to support his aura of such a powerful martial arts master.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The silver needle in Yang Cheng's palm was like a dragon flying and phoenix dancing. When the ghost doctor looked at this scene, he couldn't help but feel proud. Although Yang Cheng was the god of war in China, what makes the ghost doctor most proud is Yang Cheng's attainments in medical science!

"It is really an honor for me to receive such an apprentice in my life!"

The ghost doctor couldn't help but sighed, this is why the ghost doctor taught Yang Cheng all his medical skills without reservation, because Yang Cheng's talent and attainments were too high.

Even if the ghost doctor takes action today, he may not be able to suppress Yang Cheng in terms of needle application. Moreover, the ghost doctor can clearly feel that the aura in Yang Cheng's body is even more exquisite.

Of course, that is because Yang Cheng's cultivation has reached the peak of the martial arts master!

As the silver needle entered Zhou Muxue's acupoints, Zhou Muxue suddenly felt extremely painful all over her body, especially the acupoints, which were burning pain. Zhou Muxue was so nervous that she was holding the sheets with her hands. From beginning to end, Zhou Muxue didn't scream.

After Yang Cheng quickly received the needle, Zhou Muxue's forehead was covered with sweat. After seeing these scenes, Yang Cheng couldn't help feeling extremely distressed. He said tremblingly, "Muxue, you have suffered!"

"It's okay. Compared to the grievances I have suffered over the past twenty years, what's this pain?"

Zhou Muxue couldn't help but smile slightly. After all, Zhou Muxue has suffered a grievance in the Zhou family over the years, which is a double blow from both psychology and physicality!

The ghost doctor couldn't help but nodded and said in admiration, "Disciple, the wife you are looking for has great perseverance! Okay, I'll make her a soup. In this regard, you are still inferior to mine, so as not to waste my best spiritual herb!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Yang Cheng said immediately.

After all, the ghost doctor is perfect in the production of decoctions and medicines. He is much more skilled than Yang Cheng. If a ghost doctor takes the initiative, it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort!

After the ghost doctor left, Yang Cheng hugged Zhou Muxue's soft body. Zhou Muxue was now limp and had no strength at all. She lay in Yang Cheng's arms, gasping for breath!

Just when the ghost doctor went out to make the medicine, a few people were rushing towards this place not far from the Medicine Valley.

The person in charge was a middle-aged man, and a person beside him asked in a low voice, "Daoshi, do you think that little old man is here?"

"A few days ago, someone saw him nearby. I heard that this guy has great medical skills, especially in making herbs. This time we must take him away!"

The middle-aged man in the head said with a smile.

"But, this little old man may not be willing!"

Another person said with some concern.

"Hmph, don't want to? I'll tie him up and make pills for us. That's his honor. He dares to refuse? Who gives him the courage?"

The leader of the Dharma protector couldn't help but snorted coldly and said disdainfully.
Chapter completed!
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