Making Great Fortune Overnight

"I don't believe I will lose. What if you lose?" Xu Xiwen is arrogant. Of course, she doesn't believe that Qin Lang will be so crooked this time.

"Easy to handle. If I lose, I'll serve you for ten years. I can do anything as long as you give orders."

"Good!" Xu Xiwen waited for Qin Lang's words, and her pretty face was happy: "this is what you said! Then I have to add one more sentence on your basis

"What? You say it? " Qin Lang stood with his hands down, and his expression was light and cloudless.

"If you lose, you should not only go to the cottage to do a chore for me for ten years, but also tell me the cultivation method of what pills to take. How about that?"

Xu Xiwen fantasized about the days that would torment Qin Lang in the future, such as counting sesame seeds every day, or picking herbs from cliffs, and so on, in short, to recover the face lost in the past.

After being tortured and tired, I will cultivate pills for myself.

Lu Meichen is aware of Lin Shaoxiong's condition, but he can't stop saying: "Qin Lang can't..." "It's OK. I can handle it."

Qin Lang chuckled and then looked at Xu Xiwen and said, "Miss Xu, it's settled."

"I also join in the fun, Qin Lang, if you win, I will marry my daughter to you."

"If you lose, you will marry my daughter."

Doctor Xu believes in his own judgment. He is a posterity of medicine for a hundred years, and he will not lose sight of it.

Xu Xiwen is his old little daughter. He takes it as a treasure.

Xu Xiwen almost vomited blood: "father, you..."

"Old Xu, I don't bet with the old man."

Qin Lang also looked at the doctor Xu angrily. It turned out that the relationship between the old man and Xu Xiwen was father and daughter. Then he stopped talking and squatted down beside Lin Shaoxiong for examination.

Soon, Qin Lang asked Dr. Xu to bring the silver needle. His movements were divided into nine parts, each of which had nine needles.

"Don't you mean knot?

Why do you have acupuncture? "

Xu Xiwen couldn't stop sneering: "I want to see, what kind of tricks can you play?"

"Acupuncture is only to activate blood gas, not to cure the root cause."

Qin Lang carelessly dropped a sentence, and then began to treat Lin Shaoxiong.

Nine silver needles appeared between his hands. Qin Lang held his breath and concentrated. His hands were like electricity. In an instant, he stabbed out the silver needles.

He did not stop, but flashed his hands again, took nine needles and stabbed again.

"Huilong needling technique..." More than a dozen doctors and Xu Xiwen, all of whom changed their faces, recognized Qin Lang's needling.

Xu Xiwen couldn't stop saying, "father, did you see that he secretly learned our ancestral needlework..."

Doctor Xu's face sank: "shut up!"

"Whoosh, whoosh --" when Xu Xiwen was subconsciously quiet, Qin Lang stabbed out the silver needle one after another, nine times, nine times each time, and in a twinkling of an eye, 81 needles fell.

"Nine to one, after nine to one, flying dragon in the sky..." Doctor Xu's eyes glowed and his voice trembled: "live, live, live..."

Xu Xiwen a Leng: "father, what flying dragon in the sky?"

"Nine to one, isn't it a dragon?"

Doctor Xu said excitedly: "Qin Lang practiced nine times in succession, but it doesn't mean that he only repeated it nine times. He brought the Huilong needling technique into full play."

"Judging from the young man's needling method, the Huilong needling technique I have learned is only skin and fur. It's like learning the Huilong needling technique. I'm really ashamed."

He sincerely sighed: "peak technique, peak skill..."

"Ah --"

as soon as this remark was made, not only the doctors on the scene were shocked, but Xu Xiwen was also stunned. Then she asked with difficulty, "father, how could he be so powerful?"

"How can he be more powerful than you when he learns the needling skills of our family

"You shouldn't allow people to watch you give the needle, so that others step on our heads," she complained

"Shut up!"

Doctor Xu couldn't stop yelling at her daughter: "think about it with my brain. I just can't do anything like this, but people can do it all. How can they learn from me?"

"Without Qin Lang, I don't know the whole picture of Huilong needling until now."

After hearing the words of doctor Xu, the audience was dead and silent again. It's hard to believe doctor Xu's evaluation of Qin Lang.

Xu Xiwen almost fell down and couldn't accept the bloody reality. Seeing her father's serious appearance, she knew it was not a joke.

She looks at Qin Lang with shame.

She believed that Qin Lang had learned it secretly, but she didn't expect that he was the real descendant of Huilong needling.

My cheeks are hot.

Lu Meichen's eyes brightened, and he worshipped Qin Lang more.

"Qi --" at this time, Qin Lang had all the needles.

Lin Shaoxiong's hands, legs and body are covered with shining silver needles, which looks like a hedgehog.

But Lin Shaoxiong still has no reaction.His eyes are dull and his body is stiff. It seems that his heart is dead. He has no nostalgia for this world.

Ignoring people's eyes, Qin Lang walked to Lin Shaoxiong's side and whispered: "a man who stands up to heaven and earth should make up for his mistakes, instead of being an ostrich in a wheelchair for more than 20 years."

"You must be suffering so much and abandoning yourself so much. Why do you suffer? Men should be able to hold up and put down, shouldn't they? "

"It's not that you can't walk. You don't want to take responsibility. It's not that you can't hold your sword. It's yourself who dare not face failure."

"If I were that child, I would hate you and hate you, because your cowardice and your incompetence have made me cold for more than 20 years..."

Qin Lang's tone was gentle, but it fell on Lin Shaoxiong's ear like a giant thunder. Word by word, he trembled, and his eyes gradually became angry.

Xu Xiwen and others are confused, but Xu Shenyi is shocked by his body.

Qin Lang's words, like a flash, let Xu Shenyi suddenly understand a lot of things.

What lumbar management, texture, are bullshit, his treatment of Lin Shaoxiong is completely wrong, is a mistake in the direction, so there is no effect.

The heart, the key is the heart, is to untie Lin Shaoxiong's grief.

After so many years, Lin Shaoxiong's heartbreak has never been stitched up.

"It's no use, fool. You deserve to die, walking dead..." Lin Shaoxiong suddenly began to speak. His lips were dry and his breath was weak, but the pain on his face was like a shadow.

Every time he said a word, the silver needle on his body began to vibrate. Later, the blood returned obviously. Lin Shaoxiong's pale face was a little more ruddy, and his blood gushed up.

One word, one word, every word is like the blood and tears of Lin Shaoxiong.

Qin Lang's method worked! But it is still not enough. How can Lin shaxiong's blood gas decline be activated in a moment?

"I Put Children Lost it. I'm a bastard. I'm Scum I don't deserve to live here The world... "