Qin Jun has long seen Ling RI Tian's idea. This stubborn old man is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Although his face is full of expectations, it is the hard mouth of the cooked duck that makes it impossible for him to bow his head.

After all, he was the elder of Kunlun, and he had a good old friend with his father. With a little help, Qin Jun followed his mind.

"Thank you, nephew."

Ling Yiran covers her mouth and smiles. At this moment, her whole body is free and relaxed, and the pain in her joints is almost gone. This kind of method is really amazing. Only after she has been acupunctured by Qin Jun, can she understand the pleasure of getting rid of the disease.

"Let's go. Let's see how many pounds you have."

Lingri Tian said with a smile but not a smile. Seeing his granddaughter's appearance, he was also quite surprised. He seemed to believe it. Is it really so magical?

Although he is also a doctor, acupuncture is not his strong point at all. His strong point is alchemy, which is totally different from Qin Jun.

But the suffering of illness is too painful, so if Qin Jun can really cure his illness, he would really thank his eight generation ancestors.

This son of Qinchi also looks quite interesting. Lingri Tian is also full of expectations for him.

Of course, whether he can help himself to solve the pain depends on his ability.

Qin Jun is not ambiguous. After cleaning all the silver needles pulled from Ling Yiran's body, he began to apply needles to Ling Yatian.

Qin Jun's first start is very strange. Every time, he can make transit full of enjoyment.

"Ah... Comfortable, so comfortable."

Transit day a face intoxicated said.

"Ah, Qin Jun, you are so awesome, you can't do that."

Lingri Tian lies on the bed and groans, which makes Ling Yiran blush and shameless.

"Grandfather, can you keep your voice down? Stop yelling, will you? "

Ling Yiran rolled his eyes. His grandfather's voice was much better than his own, which made people fantasize. Moreover, he didn't care about his image at all. In the past, he was not so presumptuous.

Ling Yiran's face is also crimson, and he is embarrassed by his grandfather's cry. After all, Qin Jun is an outsider, and he's so old, and he's so happy. It's hard to avoid that Ling Yiran's heart is in turmoil.

Just now a face unconvinced grandfather, now has already become a little darling, a face of enjoyment, which has half the doubt and heckle?

Qin Jun is also very calm. He is very careful when he falls every needle, because the injury of Ling Yatian is much more serious than that of Ling Yiran. After all, he has been in Kunlun for decades, and the chill has gone deep into the bone marrow. It is really a very difficult thing to completely remove it.

But Qin Jun will certainly try his best to do his best. As for what kind of nature lingri Tian can have, it depends on his own.

"Grandfather, can you stop shouting so loudly? When I called just now, you were not like that."

Ling Yiran said with a smile, with a touch of playful color in his eyes. Most importantly, his grandfather seems to have accepted Qin Jun's needling. He is painful and happy. He didn't expect that he would enjoy it so much.

Of course, the pain, the cold into the bone marrow, the kind of desperate pain, is simply ordinary people can not feel.

If Qin Jun could save both of them, it would be a great achievement. Ling Yiran was full of gratitude and worship for Qin Jun.

Time slowly past, more than an hour, Qin Jun's face sweat Cen Cen, he has done his best.

Lingri Tian feels the cold in his body and is being excluded by Qin Jun. the shock in his heart is unbelievable.

Many years of insidious disease, is it really better?