Urban Miracle Doctor
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479: 479 479: 479 “Who told you I am returning to the family clan?

My family doesn’t have such tremendous power to know Dark Dragon!” Zhong Yuanliang shook his head and said.

Number One looked at Zhong Yuanliang with confusion and asked, “Then what is this about?”

You should know that sometimes Dark Dragon would cultivate descendants or private soldiers for some well-cooperated clans.

Clearly, Number One thought Zhong Yuanliang was one of those people.

“I am going to build a career with my martial uncle!” Zhong Yuanliang said firmly.

“Since I was young, my grandfather taught me martial arts.

Later, when I met my grandfather’s senior apprentice, that is, my martial uncle, I realized how insignificant I was.

I couldn’t even last a single move against him!”

Number One looked at Zhong Yuanliang oddly and said, “Your grandfather’s senior apprentice and you call him martial uncle?

Were you kicked by a donkey?”

“In our Zhong family, generational rankings are not arranged as you might think.

Since my grandfather personally taught me, it’s like I am his disciple.

In the family, if any major event occurs, I can even overturn my father’s generation’s decision because my generational rank in the martial path is higher than theirs!

Moreover, my father didn’t like practicing martial arts since he was young, and he is still only at the Houtian realm!” Zhong Yuanliang explained slowly.

Number One nodded and said with a serious expression, “The way your family ranks by seniority is indeed unique!

No wonder they could teach someone as outstanding as you!”

“The cultivation I possess, my grandfather can only be considered a guide.

The one who truly taught me the essence of the martial path is my martial uncle!” Zhong Yuanliang didn’t hide the fanaticism in his eyes!

Seeing the look on Zhong Yuanliang’s face, Number One grew curious.

Who exactly was this martial uncle?

Such that even the pinnacle warrior Zhong Yuanliang admired him so deeply!

If it were before, one could understand, after all, Zhong Yuanliang was only a silver-gun wax-head figure, but now, with Zhong Yuanliang’s strength, he could be considered top-notch even in the whole assassin world.

Even amidst the hidden dragons and crouching tigers of Huaxia, he could rank on the Heaven List!

But Zhong Yuanliang never felt that he had become powerful now.

Then, Number One asked, “What is your martial uncle’s name?”

Number One’s thought was simple, such an amazing person must be famous in the world!

“Qin Han!” Zhong Yuanliang slowly said the name Qin Han.

“Who?” Hearing this, Number One exclaimed loudly, his voice so loud that everyone in the training field heard it and were staring over in surprise, those with weaker capabilities even started walking towards the corners.

Number One getting angry was not a trivial matter!

“You know my martial uncle?” Zhong Yuanliang looked at Number One with some suspicion and asked.

Immediately, Number One said excitedly, “Is your martial uncle the one with superb medical skills?

The one who can even save people close to death?”

“How do you know that?” Now it was Zhong Yuanliang’s turn to look at Qin Han with a shocked face.

“Brother, you must take me with you when you leave!

Otherwise, don’t even think about leaving this place!” Number One declared determinedly.

“What’s going on?” Zhong Yuanliang got confused by Number One!

“My life was picked up by Dark Dragon, but it was Mr.

Qin who saved it!” Number One said solemnly.

“Damn!” Zhong Yuanliang couldn’t help but curse.

In Zhongzhou, Qin’s Medical Hall.

Once Hong Luan was prepared, Qin Han took out his needle bag and placed it to the side.

Seeing this, Hong Luan bit her teeth and started to prepare to undress.

Song Yuwei, seeing this, said, “We don’t need the gauze curtain this time?”

“No need!” Qin Han replied as he took out a pair of black cloth from his pocket and tied it directly over his own eyes.

“Let’s start!”

Seeing Qin Han blindfolding his eyes, Hong Luan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she had made up her mind, the thought of undressing in front of a grown man still made her uneasy.

Qin Han stood quietly to the side, waiting for Hong Luan to remove her clothes.

Song Yuwei watched as Hong Luan stripped, noticing her skin soft and white like water, and her body’s curves proud and erect.

Looking down at herself, Song Yuwei subtly puffed out her chest.

“Mr.

Qin, I’m ready,” Hong Luan said softly, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Qin Han nodded, then swiftly pulled the Golden Needles from the already-prepared needle bag and rapidly placed them onto Hong Luan’s back.

Song Yuwei couldn’t tell what was happening, but Xu Bingyan was utterly shocked because, although Qin Han was blindfolded, each needle was precisely placed on the acupuncture points on Hong Luan’s body.

As the number of Golden Needles increased, fine beads of sweat appeared on Hong Luan’s forehead.

In a blur, Qin Han moved in front of Hong Luan, his hands flicking needles around her Dantian like raining down from the heavens.

Then, Qin Han shouted, “Disperse your cultivation!”

Hong Luan was decisive, without a hint of hesitation, she took a deep breath, embraced Holding the Essence, and then let out a muffled groan, her face instantly turning pale.

The room stirred with an unfelt breeze, even the bead curtains in the inner chamber fluttered.

Tears trickled down from the corners of Hong Luan’s eyes.

After all, it was her painstakingly cultivated power that was dissipating, years of effort gone in an instant.

Hong Luan looked exceptionally weak after dispersing her power, her face was as pale as white paper.

If not for Xu Bingyan’s support, Hong Luan would probably have collapsed to the ground by now.

“From now on, I must live my life in a different way,” Hong Luan silently thought to herself.

Seeing that the dispersion of cultivation was complete, Qin Han waved a hand and removed the Golden Needles from Hong Luan’s body, then said to Xu Bingyan, “Put her in the medicinal bath!”

Song Yuwei and Xu Bingyan gently placed Hong Luan into the medicinal bath tub, and within a few minutes, Hong Luan’s face began to show a hint of redness.

The next second!

“Hold your breath, focus your mind, and stimulate your Dantian!” Qin Han instructed in a low voice, then said to Xu Bingyan by his side, “Give her a Nirvana Pill to take!”

Xu Bingyan immediately placed a Nirvana Pill into Hong Luan’s mouth.

Hong Luan was too shocked by the mention of the Nirvana Pill to care; she did as Qin Han instructed, using the medicine’s power to stimulate her Dantian.

“Follow the Cultivation Technique you practice, pay no attention to whether there is True Qi flowing,” Qin Han stated calmly.

Hong Luan slowly closed her eyes, feeling the Nirvana Pill’s power within her, imagining the pathway of cultivation as Qin Han had described.

Suddenly, Qin Han inserted the last two Golden Needles into Hong Luan’s governor and conception vessels on her back and remotely infused a strand of True Qi into her body.

This strand of True Qi was like a downpour on parched earth.

“Break and then reconstruct!”

With the aid of the Nirvana Pill’s power, Hong Luan shook violently, feeling her Dantian suddenly contract.

A tumultuous force emanated from her Dantian, traveling throughout her body, and after completing a Grand Circulation cycle, it returned to the Dantian, relentlessly repeating the cycle.

After countless cycles, Hong Luan felt the True Qi inside her becoming as tangible and condensed as a solid substance.

Once Hong Luan had entered deep into a state of cultivation, Qin Han turned and left the inner chamber, taking off the black cloth from his head.

Zhang Henian and others stood up hastily when they saw Qin Han emerge, asking anxiously, “Mr.

Qin, how did it go?”

“If her comprehension is good enough, then this incident could be a blessing in disguise, and her martial arts cultivation may advance further than before!”

Wang Bozhi, however, noticed the black cloth in Qin Han’s hand and exclaimed in surprise, “Blindfolded acupuncture?”