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    “Divine Doctor Song, you must save the people!” Su Qingya shouted anxiously.

    Song Jishi was in a cold sweat, he was now confused, how could he know what to cure?

    “Old me, old me can’t do anything.” Song Jishi despaired.

    He knew that after today, his life’s fame would go down the drain.

    “One needle to stab the Hundred Meetings point, and one needle to stab the Tanzhong point!”

    “Hurry!”

    Right at this moment, Ling Tian suddenly opened his mouth.

    “Shut up, what a time to add to the chaos!” Su Qingya shouted in anger.

    However, Song Jishi was startled, since Ling Tian could tell the symptoms correctly, he might really know how to cure them.

    It was too late to think about it in detail, Song Jishi clenched his teeth and hurriedly took out two silver needles and stabbed them according to what Ling Tian had said.

    There was nothing left for him to do now but to choose to believe Ling Tian.

    Let’s hope that he, well, isn’t just talking out of his ass!

    The magic happens.

    Su Zhenkun vomited blood and immediately stopped, his breathing also smoothed out, and his face gradually returned to normal.

    “Cough cough!”

    With a fit of coughing, Su Zhenkun opened his eyes, and his body was more comfortable than ever.

    Su Xiangdong and Su Qingya were overjoyed, and towards Song Jishi, they couldn’t stop thanking him.

    “Many thanks to Divine Doctor Song!”

    Divine Doctor Song, however, waved his hand, his demeanor shocked and somewhat disoriented.

    “Divine Doctor Song, you saved my life again.” Su Zhenkun said gratefully.

    Only then did Song Jishi come back to his senses, his old face reddened and he smiled bitterly.

    “Old Mr. Su, it wasn’t me who saved you, it was this little friend.”

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