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nChapter 88: Completely Cured!

nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nYang Luo sneered and said, “Is that even called an invitation?”

n“What happened?!”

nRen Pinghui also felt that something was wrong.

n“Official Ren, it’s like this…”

nQin Yimo told Ren Pinghui what had just happened.

nAfter listening to Qin Yimo, Ren Pinghui finally understood what was going on.

nHe sighed and said, “Sister-in-law has indeed gone overboard. I’ll apologize to you on her behalf.

nDivine Doctor Yang, please give me face and help Brother Luo. Brother Luo is really dying.

nMoreover, Brother Luo is truly a good person. He had done many good deeds for Jiang City and the entire Jiangnan province.

nFor example, the establishment of the Jiangnan Charity Foundation, the perfecting of the conditions of the Jiang City Welfare Institute, the development of the slums in Jiang City…”

nHearing Ren Pinghui’s words, Yang Luo also felt moved.

nIt seemed that Luo Zhongyue was indeed a good person. He had truly thought hard about how to benefit the masses.

nThinking of this, Yang Luo said, “Since you’ve personally invited Mr. Ren, 1’11 naturally give you face. I’ll go with you.”

nRen Pinghui said happily, “Thank you, Divine Doctor Yang!”

nYang Luo turned to look at Qin Yimo. “Momo, why don’t you and Assistant Wu go home first?”

n“No, thanks.”

nQin Yimo shook her head and said, “Wu Yue and I will go to Hua Mei

nBiomedical to accompany Qingmei later. When you’re done, look for us at Hua Mei Biomedical.”

n“Sure.”

nYang Luo nodded and agreed. Then, he left the car and got into Ren Pinghui’s car, leaving the park.

nAfter driving for more than half an hour, they arrived at Villa No. 6 of Mountain Viewing Villa.

nAfter getting out of the car, Yang Luo followed Ren Pinghui into the villa.

nWhen they arrived at the room on the second floor, Ren Pinghui said loudly, “Brother Luo, Divine Doctor Yang is here!”

nFor a moment, everyone in the room looked over.

nWhen they saw Yang Luo, Sun Boren, Wu Zhenping, and the others were shocked.

nAlthough they had already learned from Luo Zhongyue that Yang Luo was a young man, they did not expect him to be even younger than they had imagined.

nThey could not help but wonder if this young man was really an expert. Did he even know medicine?

n“Mr. Yang, you’re really difficult to invite.”

nLuo Zhongyue said indifferently with a hint of dissatisfaction.

nYang Luo said neither servile nor overbearing, “Mr. Luo, if you had a proper attitude when inviting people, I would have come long ago.”

n“What do you mean?”

nLuo Zhongyue frowned.

nYang Luo said, “Ask your Madam.”

n“Xiuqin, what’s going on?”

nLuo Zhongyue also sensed the problem and looked up at Zhang Xiuqin.

n“I… I…”

nZhang Xiuqin stammered, but she did not dare to speak.

nLuo Zhongyue impatiently turned to Ren Pinghui, “Brother Ren, tell me, what exactly happened?”

n“Well… it’s hard to say.”

nRen Pinghui was a little hesitant.

nLuo Zhongyue said, “Brother Ren, we’re already so close, just tell me directly.”

nRen Pinghui sighed and did not exaggerate. He told Luo Zhongyue the situation truthfully.

nAfter hearing Ren Pinghui’s words, Luo Zhongyue was instantly furious.

nHe glared at Zhang Xiuqin and shouted, “Xiuqin, I asked you to invite Mr. Yang over. Is this how you invite someone?

nYou want me to die, don’t you?”

n“No, it’s not the case!”

nZhang Xiuqin panicked and said with an aggrieved expression, “I was just anxious, so 1 didn’t pay attention to my tone!”

n“Is this a question of tone?

nThis was clearly a matter of attitude!

n“I told you before not to use your power to suppress others!”

nLuo Zhongyue was so angry that his chest heaved up and down as he coughed violently.

n“Stop it, I know I was wrong…”

nZhang Xiuqin’s eyes were red, and tears could not stop flowing.

nLuo Zhongyue roared, “What are you crying for? Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Yang!”

nZhang Xiuqin wiped her tears and looked at Yang Luo. She choked and said, “Mr. Yang, I’m sorry. 1 know my mistake. Please save Old Luo!”

nYang Luo waved his hand. “Forget it. Let’s hurry up and treat the illness.”

nAs he spoke, Yang Luo walked to the bed.

nHe glanced at the 13 silver needles on Luo Zhongyue’s chest and asked curiously, “Isn’t this the Thirteen Needles of the Mysterious Gate?”

n“Hmm?”

nSun Boren was stunned and said, “Kid, you know about the Thirteen Needles of the Mysterious Gate?”

n“Of course I do.”

nYang Luo nodded and said, “Not only do I know, but I have also learnt the Thirteen Needles of the Mysterious Gate.

nAlthough the Thirteen Needles of the Mysterious Gate are very useful in expelling baleful aura, Mr. Luo’s situation is a little special. The Thirteen Needles of the Mysterious Gate alone are useless.”

n“Oh?”

nSun Boren’s interest was piqued, “Then how should we treat it?”

n“Take a good look.”

nYang Luo said indifferently. Then, with a wave of his hand, he put away the silver needles that were stabbed into Luo Zhongyue’s chest.

nImmediately after, he mobilized his True Qi and shook his right hand.

nSwish!

nA silver needle whistled out and accurately pierced one of the acupuncture points on Luo Zhongyue’s chest!

nBuzz!

nThe silver needle emitted a dazzling golden light and trembled gently!

n“This is… the Providence Needle?!”

nSun Boren couldn’t help but exclaim and immediately became excited.

nRen Pinghui, Zhang Xiuqin, Wu Zhenping, and the others were also stunned.

nThe scene in front of them was really too unbelievable, causing them to be extremely shocked.

nRen Pinghui knew that Yang Luo’s medical skills were extraordinary, but he had never seen Yang Luo treat his daughter.

nAfter all, Yang Luo was in the operating theater at that time.

nNow that he had seen it with his own eyes, he was full of admiration for Yang Luo.

nZhang Xiuqin was also secretly shocked. Could this kid really be a Divine Doctor?

nYang Luo ignored everyone. Silver needles fell one after another, continuously piercing Luo Zhongyue’s chest.

nIt was not until the ninth silver needle landed that Yang Luo retracted his hand.

nSeeing the nine silver needles stabbed into Luo Zhongyue’s chest, Sun Boren trembled with excitement.

n“Could… could this be the legendary acupuncture technique… the Nine Needles of Heavenly Dao?!”

nYang Luo glanced at Sun Boren and said, “Old man, you’re quite knowledgeable.”

n“Divine Doctor Yang, this is one of the four Divine Doctors in Jiang City, ‘Mystic Doctor King’ Sun Boren.”

nRen Pinghui introduced.

n“Oh…”

nYang Luo nodded in realization and said, “Elder Sun, how’s your medical skills compared to my two disciples?”

nSun Boren asked, “Who are your disciples?”

nYang Luo said, “They’re also Divine Doctors in Jiang City like you, Huang Tai’an and Cao Jisheng.”

n“What?!”

nSun Boren’s eyes widened. “Previously, Old Huang and Old Cao said that they acknowledged a Divine Doctor as their master. So it’s you!”

n“Yes, that was me.”

nYang Luo nodded in reply.

nSun Boren sighed and said, “To be able to make Old Huang and Old Cao willingly acknowledge you as their master, I believe Mr. Yang’s medical skills have already reached the peak!”

n“It’s so-so.”

nYang Luo humbly replied and looked up at Luo Zhongyue.

nAt this moment, as the nine silver needles trembled, wisps of black baleful aura floated out along the silver needles.

nWhen all nine silver needles stopped trembling, the murderous aura in Luo Zhongyue’s body was completely expelled.

nThen, Yang Luo waved his right hand and put away the silver needles.

n“It’s over?”

nSun Boren asked.

nYang Luo turned to Luo Zhongyue, “Mr. Luo, how do you feel?”

nLuo Zhongyue took a deep breath and said in surprise, “It’s cured, it’s completely cured!”

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