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The young man in front of him said that he was a doctor, but Young Master Mu knew that he wasn't.

He knew this young man, and they were still classmates before he was expelled from the Mu Clan.

The young man's name was Fu Kang, and he could be considered to be a disciple of a small clan in Shihai.

In Young Master Mu's memories, Fu Kang was a good-for-nothing. How could he practice medicine? Why did he call himself a doctor now?

At this moment, Fu Kang had already arrived beside the fat man and examined him a series of times. He looked like a doctor.

At least the people around couldn't tell.

However, Young Master Mu saw that when Fu Kang's hand touched the fat man, a tiny needle appeared in his right sleeve.

In a situation where no one else had noticed, a cold light flashed through Fu Kang's eyes, and the needle was about to pierce through.

Young Master Mu glanced at the syringe and knew that it contained a powerful poison. Once it was pierced through, the middle-aged man would definitely die on the spot.

"Young man, let this old man have a look." Just as Fu Kang was about to stab down, an old man walked out and said.

Fu Kang hurriedly withdrew his needle and looked at the old man. A cold light flashed through his eyes.

"Are you a doctor?" Fu Kang said in a deep voice.

"Chinese medicine." The old man said.

Young Master Mu glanced at the old man and knew that this old man was a true Chinese doctor. Any Chinese doctor would have the smell of Chinese medicine on them, and this old man had an extremely strong smell.

Being interrupted by the old man caused Fu Kang to feel slightly unhappy.

"This patient is already like this. If something happens, can you be responsible?" Fu Kang said.

The old man smiled but didn't say anything. He squatted down and inspected the fat man.

Young Master Mu knew that this old man probably noticed that Fu Kang wasn't a doctor. However, this was normal. The old man was a Chinese medical doctor, so it was obvious that he wasn't an amateur.

"How is he, sir?" The barbeque stall owner hurriedly asked. Compared to Fu Kang, the old man was clearly more magnanimous and more like a doctor.

"Acute appendicitis, it has nothing to do with you. Hurry up and call the nearest hospital." The old man said.

The barbeque stall owner quickly made a call.

Fu Kang looked at the old man with an uncertain expression.

"Mu Bai." When Fu Kang suddenly saw Young Lord Mu, he called out and walked towards him as if he was an old friend.

However, just as he took half a step, as if he tripped over something, he fell beside the fat man.

No one thought it was strange.

However, Young Master Mu's expression froze. How could Fu Kang's actions escape his eyes? He saw Fu Kang stab a needle into the fat man's body as he fell.

"Ah!"

The fat man screamed as he spat out white foam.

The old man's face changed as he saw this. He quickly reached out and grabbed the fat man's pulse.

"How could this be?" The old man looked anxious.

"What's wrong?" The stall owner quickly asked.

"How's the hospital?"

"They just said they'll be there in ten minutes. I think they'll be there in five minutes."

When the old man heard this, his eyes narrowed and he said, "There's no more time."

As he spoke, the old man turned the fat man's body over. Then, he took out a bag from his chest and opened it, allowing everyone to see a row of silver needles.

Without hesitation, the old man pierced the fat man's acupoint.

In less than a minute, he had pierced more than ten needles.

"This is the first time I've seen a silver needle piercing a acupoint." Someone said.

Young Master Mu couldn't help but glance at the old man. For this old man to be able to do such a thing, it could be seen that the old man's attainments in traditional Chinese medicine were not low at all.

However, the old man's forehead was still covered in sweat.

Young Master Mu knew that although this old man's medical skill was superb, he was still unable to stop the poison.

It could only be delayed for a moment.

"Let me take a look." Young Master Mu stepped forward and said.

"Mu Bai, I didn't expect to meet you here." Fu Kang laughed as he spoke, as if he had just met an old friend.

"Do I know you well? Stay away from me. " Young Master Mu said indifferently.

Fu Kang's expression froze as a trace of gloom flashed through his eyes. As he saw Young Lord Mu approach the fat man, he couldn't help but sneer.

Few people paid attention to their conversation. At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the fat man.

"You're a doctor too?" The old man couldn't help but ask.

"Something like that." He still had some respect towards this old man. As a doctor, there were very few people that were able to do this.

The old man and the surrounding people all frowned. What did this mean?

Fu Kang sneered. He didn't even know what Young Lord Mu was capable of.

Young Master Mu ignored the expressions of everyone around him. He lifted his hand and grabbed all of the silver needles on the fat man's body. Once again, he inserted them in. His speed was much faster than the old man's.

Everyone was puzzled.

Only the old man's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know what Young Master Mu was planning to do, he knew that this was not something that an ordinary Chinese medical doctor could do.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the fat man gradually calmed down, his complexion turning much better.

A look of disbelief appeared on Fu Kang's face when he saw this scene. He knew very well what poison was in his syringe. It could be said that the fat man was definitely going to die. How could he possibly get better?

"I'm done." The fat man was pleasantly surprised. He stood up like nothing had happened and looked like a completely different person.

Everyone had a strange expression on their faces.

"Thank you." The fat man quickly said to Young Master Mu and the old man. Although the pain was unbearable, he still knew what had happened.

Young Master Mu and the old man both nodded, not paying much attention to this matter.

The fat man's gaze landed on Fu Kang, revealing a trace of coldness. It was obvious that he recognized Fu Kang.

Seeing this, Fu Kang hurriedly left.

However, in a situation where no one noticed, Young Master Mu shot out a silver needle into Fu Kang's body. Even Fu Kang didn't notice.

Fu Kang didn't even know that he was about to die.

Of course, Young Master Mu wouldn't let him go. He was a grand and majestic Demon Sovereign, but he was actually being used to kill someone. How could he let him go?

"My name is Li Er Pang, thank you for saving my life earlier." The fat man, Li Er, said.

"You should thank this little brother." The old man said with a smile, his eyes filled with a strange light.

"Do you two have time right now? I would like to invite you two to a meal to express my gratitude." Li Er said.

"No need, I still have things to do." If it wasn't for Fu Kang taking advantage of him, he might not have intervened. After all, he wasn't some kind person who liked to meddle in other people's business.

After speaking, Young Master Mu left.

Seeing that, the old man also said, "I don't need it."

After putting away his silver needle, the old man quickly caught up to Young Master Mu.

"Sir, may I know your name?" the officer asked.

"You're in charge?" Young Master Mu revealed a surprised expression.