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Chapter 731

Qiao Antai glanced around.

After the second assessment, only a few people passed the level.

These people either have extraordinary medical skills or are gifted.

"I'll go first!"

A middle-aged man volunteered, full of confidence.

Twenty years of acupuncture techniques have finally come in handy now.

He walked up to the old man, observed him carefully, and then felt his pulse.

Finally, he took out the silver needle and inserted a dozen needles into the acupuncture points of the old man's legs.

As a result, the old man had no expression on his face and no reaction.

"Um?"

The middle-aged man frowned and tried several more times, but to no avail.

"Time's up! Elimination!"

The black-clothed deacon said abruptly.

"Wait...let me try again."

The middle-aged man was a little reluctant.

"Drag out!"

The black-clothed deacon didn't bother to talk nonsense and directly ordered someone to take him away by force.

"Hmph! You don't even understand the cause of the disease, and you still dare to give random injections? What a quack! Look at me!"

A woman suddenly stepped forward, took out a pill for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and fed it into the old man's mouth.

Then he stretched out his hands and began to massage and pat the old man's legs and waist.

At first, the woman was very confident, thinking that the old man's meridians were blocked, and that as long as the meridians were opened, he would naturally regain consciousness.

Unfortunately, everything backfired. No matter how hard she tried, even if she was sweating profusely from exhaustion, the old man didn't react at all.

"Time's up! Elimination!"

The black-clothed deacon spoke again.

The woman sighed and could only give up.

Next, two more people tried treatment, but the results were all unsatisfactory.

The old man was like a piece of wood, sitting there motionless.

"They are all a bunch of trash! Let me do it!"

After all the people around her failed, Liu Qing finally couldn't help it anymore.

After the observation just now, he has determined the cause of the old man's illness.

He is now confident enough to allow the other party to regain consciousness.

"Boy, you are great at refining alchemy, but you are far behind me when it comes to treating diseases. Let's see how I beat you today!"

After saying these harsh words, Liu Qing began to treat her seriously.

He first took out a silver needle and placed two needles on the back of the old man's head, followed by two needles on the neck, back, waist, and knees.

Ten needles were pricked.

Liu Qing gritted her teeth, took out a white pill with great pain, and fed it into the old man's mouth.

"Hey... that pill, could it be the Tiger Soul Pill that can cleanse marrow and cut menstruation?"

"It's really Tiger Soul Pill! This stuff is worth thousands of gold. It's extremely precious. Even if you have money, you can't buy it."

"As expected of a disciple of the Miracle Medical Sect, he is really wealthy!"

Everyone pointed and sighed at Liu Qing's arrogance.

Tiger Soul Pill is an elixir that can change the body's constitution, cleanse the marrow and cut menstruation.

Ordinary people can strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives after taking it.

After taking it, warriors have the opportunity to break through their limits and reach a higher level.

This kind of treasure is definitely rare to find.

"I can't let go of my children, but I can't trap the wolf. As long as I can win, it's worth spending a Tiger Soul Pill!"

Liu Qing took a deep breath, and after the medicine took effect, she stabbed the old man directly in the chest with the last injection.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's whole body was filled with excitement.
Chapter completed!
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