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It was hard to imagine how he had lived all these years.

"Old man, your illness is more serious than I thought, but I will do my best. "Because some of the muscle tissue is already exhausted, I intend to …"

After thinking for a while, Qin Lin suggested his own treatment plan. Regarding this, Song Xun agreed without hesitation. It was just as Qin Lin had guessed. This leg almost tortured him for the rest of his life. In the past, he was still fine, but now, he couldn't take it anymore.

For Qin Lin to be able to cure his leg completely, it was undoubtedly good news.

"Xiao Lin, since you have a way, then I'll trouble you." If it can be cured, then it can't be any better, and if it can't be cured, then it's fine, since I've been used to it all these years. "

Seeing that Song Xun was so relaxed, Qin Lin secretly made up his mind that he would treat the latter. Next was the first treatment. At first, Qin Lin had used a unique massage technique to massage Song Xun's legs that were used all day.

The reason for this is that massage can play a role in dredging Qi and blood in the meridians. The massage process lasted for half an hour. Song Xun gradually felt his right leg heating up as he thought to himself that Qin Lin was indeed extraordinary.

Next was the actual acupuncture technique. Qin Lin took out the acupuncture box that he carried around with him and thought for a moment. Then, he took out nine dark yellow needles. Different from the past, this time he chose a wooden needle, which was more suitable for Song Xun's current condition.

In acupuncture and moxibustion, there were many types of acupuncture needles. Currently, there were three types of needles that were common to him: silver, gold, and wood. Of course, there were some stone needles a long time ago. However, these stone needles were extremely rare, and after a while, they disappeared from the historical scene.

"Lil 'Lin, this isn't an ordinary needle, right?"

"Yes, this is a wooden needle made from fine cold wood."

Wood needles?

After Song Xun heard this, a glint flashed past his eyes, although he did not understand much, but Qin Lin had become more extraordinary in his eyes.

"Old man, it might hurt a little later, you have to hold it in."

"It's fine, you can start now. Don't worry about me."

"Alright!"

While speaking, Qin Lin's face turned serious, and his eyes revealed a ray of light. In the next moment, his hands quickly extended out, and from different parts of Song Xun's right leg, nine wooden needles appeared. The speed was so fast that Song Xun was so dazzled that he forgot about the piercing pain on his leg.

What a fast technique!

Before this, Song Xun had seen many Chinese medicine, but none of them could be compared with Qin Lin. At this moment, he faintly felt that Qin Lin might really be able to cure his own illness, and let him free from the torture of suffering.

"Phew …"

Once again, he retracted his hands and Qin Lin faintly exhaled. In just a few short breaths of time, fine beads of sweat had actually appeared on his face. It was simply unbelievable.

The technique Qin Lin used just now was precisely the Seven Stars Pendant Needle Technique. This kind of acupuncture technique, aside from making people feel dazzled, actually had a great effect. That was, in almost all of the acupuncture points, the treatment risk was close to zero.

Within the human body, there were countless mysteries. Every acupuncture point had its own function. If the needle drops too slowly, it may affect the condition. And the Seven Star Needle Technique just made up for this flaw.

Just that, the requirements to execute this technique were too high. Although Qin Lin had already mastered it, every time he used it, he would have to expend a lot of energy.

"You're done?"

Song Xun, whose face was somewhat pale, asked a little doubtfully. Qin Lin shook his head, and after a moment, he placed his hand on one of the wooden needles, and lightly flicked it. Following that, he did the same thing with the other eight needles.

If you looked closely at this moment, you would notice that these nine wooden needles were all trembling unceasingly at a dangerous level. And with the trembling of the wooden needles, Song Xun felt that his legs became even hotter. Furthermore, the places where the needles landed started to itch which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Xiao Lin, what is this technique?"

"This method is called [Quake Needles], it can strengthen the effect of acupuncture."

Song Xun asked curiously, and without hiding anything, he immediately explained. Ordinary people couldn't see this technique at all. Furthermore, it was impossible to learn it without inner force. Even if it was Qin Lin himself, he could barely make use of it.

The [Flutter Needle] technique required the support of a thick and powerful inner force. Of course, it was also very useful. When acupuncture and moxibustion are used, the effect of acupuncture and moxibustion can spread even faster through the flesh and blood.

Gradually, Song Xun's legs started to tremble uncontrollably throughout the entire day. His face was flushed red all over, and beads of perspiration poured down onto the sofa one after another.

"Xiao Lin, your trembling needle …" "How can he be so powerful!"

Hearing Song Xun's question, Qin Lin smiled lightly and said, "Old Master, you don't have to worry. Your hidden injuries are deeply rooted in your body. Ordinary acupuncture techniques are not very effective against them. Only this Quake Needle technique is suitable for you. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be able to recover your full strength after using it three times in a row. "

Really?

After Song Xun heard this, his eyes revealed shock. He did not expect Qin Lin's trembling needle to be so big. All these years, because of this leg, his children had brought him to all the major hospitals to seek medical help. However, every time they received an answer, they could only take care of him and not eradicate him.

Now that Qin Lin had said that he could recover completely after three acupuncture sessions, how could Song Xun remain calm?

"Thank you, Xiao Lin."

When he left Song Xun's house, he couldn't help but feel a little tired. The healing process continued for more than an hour, but he felt like he had run a marathon himself. This situation was very similar to the previous night, it was the aftermath of using too much inner strength.

Looks like I won't be able to make it in the afternoon, I better go back and rest!

"Mr. Qin, our boss invites you!"

Just as he walked to the entrance, two men in black suits walked over and stopped Qin Lin, and said coldly.

Looking for me?

Qin Lin frowned, and asked with slight dissatisfaction: "Oh, who is your boss?"

In the Linjiang County, Qin Lin did not seem to know many bosses, and the only one of them, was Wang Qingyuan, the one who really wanted to kill him. He guessed that the two must have been sent by Wang Qingyuan.

"Our boss is Qing Yun Real Estate Company's Chairman Wang Qingyuan. Mr. Qin, please! "

It was indeed Wang Qingyuan. Qin Lin sneered, and immediately shook his head as he reached out a hand to push one of them aside, intending to enter the tower. Qin Lin was very clear about why Wang Qingyuan had come to find him. Judging from the attitude of the two, it was impossible for him to go.

"Stop!" Brat, do you not understand human speech? "

Seeing that Qin Lin had ignored the two of them, the one who had not spoken at all, he could not help but shout out. He had forgotten what Wang Qingyuan had told him to be polite and invite Qin Lin over.

Yes.

"Are you talking to me?"

Qin Lin stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at the person who spoke, a cold light flashing through his eyes.

"If it's not you, then who else should it be? Be sensible and quickly come with us. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't listen, I'll carry you! "

As he spoke, this person rolled up his sleeves as if he was about to use force.