"Boy, what do you want to do?" Jiang Sheng asked with a sneer.
"It's very simple. Didn't you ask me to treat this old gentleman? If I can cure his disease, how about delisting your Jishi Hall?"
Zhao Xiaobao said with a smile.
Poof!!!
Jiang Sheng was instantly happy.
He never dreamed that the country bumpkin in front of him would dare to say such a thing.
Frankly speaking, this old man paid 500 yuan to invite me to touch porcelain.
There is no illness at all.
But now this country bumpkin is brazenly saying that he wants to cure the old man's disease.
Isn't this funny!
"Boy, can you be the master of Renxintang?" Jiang Sheng asked coldly.
"able!"
A charming voice suddenly came.
Then everyone saw a young girl who was so beautiful that her adrenaline was pumping out.
That foxy face.
That ecstatic figure.
Everyone who eats melons is not calm.
Yes, it was Su Meier who spoke.
Although Su Meier didn't know what Zhao Xiaobao planned to do.
But this girl has confidence in Zhao Xiaobao.
"Since the rich daughter of Renxintang has spoken out, in order to seek justice for the old gentleman, I, Jiang Sheng, promise you." Jiang Sheng said with justice.
The melon-eaters watching suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
"Master Jiang is domineering.
"Young Master Jiang is indeed extremely righteous."
"Well done, Mr. Jiang."
"..."
Words of praise flew to Jiang Sheng like snowflakes.
Hearing Jiang Sheng's voice made me feel elated.
He seemed to have seen the scene where the plaque was removed from Renxintang.
Zhao Xiaobao smiled and said, "Teacher Su, help me get a set of silver needles."
Su Meier nodded, turned around and entered Renxintang.
After a while, he took out a set of silver needles for acupuncture.
Zhao Xiaobao took it.
Then he squatted in front of the old man.
"Old sir, give me your left hand." Zhao Xiaobao smiled and said.
The old man glanced at Jiang Sheng.
Jiang Sheng nodded calmly.
The old man handed his left hand to Zhao Xiaobao.
Zhao Xiaobao opened the box containing the silver needle.
More than ten silver needles of different lengths were taken out.
With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen silver needles were all inserted into the old man's arm.
When Jiang Sheng saw this, he immediately became happy.
"Boy, are you here to make fun of me? Do you know how to use a silver needle?" Jiang Sheng said disdainfully.
Zhao Xiaobao ignored him.
Frankly speaking, the silver needle was used by Zhao Xiaobao to deceive others.
Next comes the main event.
But he saw Zhao Xiaobao holding the old man's hand with his right hand.
Invisible white lights burst out instantly.
Countless light particles followed the old man's arms and reached his heart.
The old man just felt a stream of warmth constantly emerging.
This feeling turned out to be very comfortable.
But after a while, the old man suddenly felt a little pain.
This pain comes from the heart area.
It was as if someone was pricking his heart with a tiny needle.
The old man was shocked.
"Boy, you, let me go."
Zhao Xiaobao said with a smile: "Old sir, don't worry, I'm treating you."
"It sounds like it's true." Someone said disdainfully.
"That's right, look at him like this, he's just pretending to be thirteen."
"Maybe this guy is really capable."
"Tsk, do you have the ability to treat people's illnesses as they get worse?"
"..."
The melon-eaters who were watching were talking to each other.
"You, let go." The old man's voice was a little panicked.
Just kidding, my heart is getting more and more painful.
The pain was so painful that it was hard for him to support himself.
Of course Zhao Xiaobao did not give up.
The severe pain struck instantly.
The old man couldn't hold it any longer.
Big beads of sweat broke out along his forehead.
"Boy, you, let go."
No one in the crowd who was used to eating knew what was going on.
Everyone looked at this scene in confusion.
Although Jiang Sheng felt something was wrong.
But didn't think much about it.
After all, he knew clearly that the old man was not sick.
No matter how much Zhao Xiaobao tries, the secret will not be exposed.
Zhao Xiaobao still didn't let go.
The old man was anxious.
He tried hard to shake off Zhao Xiaobao's hand.
It's as if Zhao Xiaobao's hands are poisonous snakes.
It was biting him crazily.
But how could Zhao Xiaobao's hand be thrown away just as he said?
More unbearable pain came.
It was as if an invisible big hand suddenly pinched his heart hard.
The old man was in so much pain that he felt like he was suffocating.
He began to scream.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Jiang Sheng asked me to make trouble." The old man screamed.
The melon-eaters watching were instantly dumbfounded.