Chapter 711 Counterattack (1)

So, everyone immediately helped Mengyu speak.

"This man is not honest in what he does."

"Yes, it's already very good that your relative has been able to control his condition. What do you mean by detaining him?"

"That's right, this is a cerebral hemorrhage. If not treated in time, you will die."

"This girl saved the old man's life."

"You are not grateful to the girl but you still want to detain her. This is repaying kindness with hatred."

“It’s just that”

…

When the middle-aged man saw that everyone was speaking for Mengyu, he felt resentful in his heart, but he said soft words: "Everyone misunderstood me. What I mean is that since this girl has been cured, she should have a beginning and an end.

Otherwise, if my uncle's illness returns this time, wouldn't all the previous treatment be in vain? That's why I asked this little girl to come back with me and continue to treat my uncle.

I was worried about my uncle's illness just now and I said something unpleasant, so I asked this girl to forgive me."

Anyway, this middle-aged man's good and bad words can only be said in one sentence: My uncle must be cured before he can leave!

When Lede saw it, he wanted to beat the man, but Mengyu stopped him: "Please watch it for me."

She looked up at the middle-aged man: "Okay, I'll cure the old man right away! I hope you don't regret your decision."

Since this middle-aged man wants to keep her because of the old man's illness, then she will cure the old man's illness. When the time comes, just don't blame her.

She simply took out the hollow golden needle and gave the old man moxibustion again.

When the middle-aged man saw Mengyu giving the old man moxibustion again, he immediately shouted: "What are you going to do? Do you want to harm my uncle?"

He wanted to catch Mengyu again, but this time, he found that he couldn't get close to Mengyu because Le De stopped him.

He wanted to pull the old man away again, but Le De was so fast that he couldn't even touch the corner of the old man's clothes.

Looking at the man in front of him, he was extremely shocked. This man's skill was incredibly terrifying.

He turned to look at Mengyu, all kinds of expressions in his eyes suddenly disappearing.

Mengyu ignored him and concentrated on giving the old man acupuncture.

The middle-aged man gave the girl a look of shame, and the girl finally couldn't help it and asked timidly: "Sister, didn't you just treat my grandfather? Why do you need to treat him again?"

"Didn't you say you want me to treat the old man before he can leave? Am I not treating the old man?" Mengyu glanced at her with a meaningful look in her eyes, shrank her back, and did not dare to talk to her again.

Mengyu didn't speak to them, and began to concentrate on using gold needles to drain the blood from the old man's brain.

When those people saw that Mengyu actually drew out the blood, they all watched with wide eyes.

Then, after thinking for a while, she simply took out a Peiyuan Pill and stuffed it into the old man's mouth, grabbed his wrist vein, and used the wood spirit to penetrate it to help him absorb and digest it.

The old man's broken blood pen was repaired, and the blood from his brain was drawn out with a golden needle. Now he took a precious and gentle Peiyuan Pill, and Mengyu, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, refined the medicine for him.

Naturally, his body improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

People looked at the changes in the old man and exclaimed:

"Hey, the old man's face has turned rosy."

"Will he wake up soon?"

"How is it possible? It would take a month to wake up from even the smallest case of cerebral hemorrhage."

"But, but"

"His eyelashes moved."

"His fingers are moving too."
Chapter completed!