Quick Wear Peace

When An Ning saw that something was wrong, he quickly moved, picked up the silver needle in his hand, and waved it. A silver needle appeared above his head.

After a while, the man's body was filled with needles of all sizes. His breathing slowly eased and his complexion gradually returned to normal.

The old woman was sweating profusely. She turned around suddenly and saw that her son's body was exploded like a hedgehog.

Rushing over, An Ning dodged and covered her eyes. The old woman's body almost fell on the man.

The old woman's hands were shaking, and she wanted to touch it, but she didn't dare to reach out.

She turned around, her eyes full of resentment, "If anything happens to my son, I will never forgive you."

An Ning spread her hands calmly and said, "If you don't let me remove the needle from your son now, your son might really die."

The old woman reluctantly made way for An Ning. An Ning walked over, waved her hand over his body, made a hand gesture, and the silver needle began to glow again.

He put the needle bag slowly in his arms and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment." The old woman stretched out her hand and tried to grab An Ning's arm, but An Ning gently dodged to the side and avoided her hand.

"My son hasn't woken up yet, you can't leave." The old woman put her hands on her hips and looked arrogant.

An Ning sneered, "Looking for me? I haven't asked you for payment yet, and you still want to look for me now."

"I don't care. My son hasn't woken up yet. You can't leave." The old woman's cloudy eyes rolled around, as if she had some conspiracy. She lay on the ground, rolling around.

Of course she knew that her son had not yet married. If her son had not woken up, she could ask the woman to marry her son so that she would have someone to serve her at home in the future.

Auntie, your son's complexion has returned to normal now. Even if the girl didn't cure you, she helped your son get better. Why are you repaying kindness with hatred?" One of the elder brothers couldn't bear to see it.

The man on the ground's breathing had obviously returned to normal, and his face turned rosy.

"I don't care. You can't leave until my son wakes up. If you cure my son of other diseases, I will have no one to rely on for the rest of my life."

As she spoke, she sat on the ground crying and patting the man on the ground with such strength that An Ning felt that the man did not die of illness, but was instead patted to death by his mother.

The people around took a few steps back, fearing that they would be blackmailed.

Of course An Ning saw the old woman's eyes. Her eyes darkened and she gave a sarcastic smile. Her hand gently flickered out a light from a secret place.

The light entered the man's body. The man on the ground coughed, opened his eyelids, felt a pain in his chest, and couldn't help but want to rub it with his hand.

What caught her eyes was the sound of her mother howling like a ghost, which made her ears feel sore.

"Mother..." The voice was so soft that the people above did not hear it and were still immersed in their own sadness.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Auntie, if you keep hitting him, your son will really be beaten to death." A passerby was very sharp-eyed and saw the man on the ground unable to stop coughing, and said with a smile.

The old woman then opened her tearful eyes and cried on the man, "Son, I thought you were killed by this vicious woman."

An Ning's expression changed, and he showed an expression of "Although I have been slandered, I am strong", with a righteous look.

"Auntie, my family has been practicing medicine for generations. Although I can't say that I have made great achievements, I can still cure a minor asthma. My family asked me to come out and gain experience. Although I don't have much money, I can't bear such slander."

An Ning's appearance is already beautiful, and compared with the ferocious-looking old lady, people all like beautiful things, not to mention there is an old lady who is not easy to mess with and causes trouble for others every day. The balance in his heart instantly tilted.

An Ning's words are also to tell everyone that I come from a large family and my family has been practicing medicine for generations. No one should mess with me, otherwise my family will not forgive you.

Everyone has some illness, big or small, in life. If you are not treated, you will die.

Moreover, this disease, which is difficult to cure for local doctors, is indeed a minor illness for other people. It shows that you cannot judge a person by his appearance.

The people around were not stupid either, and the criticism was directed at the old woman and her son.

The old woman was also a smart person, otherwise she would have been beaten to death for provoking others like this. When she wanted to say something, she was stopped by her son, who stood up and bowed to everyone.

"I'm really sorry, everyone. I'll take my mother back now."

Seeing that his son was so polite, everyone stopped saying anything.

The man turned around and bowed to An Ning, "Thank you for saving my life, young lady."

An Ning nodded, indicating that she didn't care.

Watching their backs as they left, I wondered how such a shrewish old woman could raise such a polite son.

An Ning turned around and expressed her gratitude to everyone, "Thank you for your help. If you have any physical discomfort in the future, you can come to me. I will treat you for free."

Secretly attract more business for his own stall.

"Girl is righteous."

"Girl is righteous."

The crowd's applause and admiration continued.

In the following period, An Ning's business was much better than usual.

An Ning rented a shop here, found a few pure-hearted little beggars, and selflessly taught them his skills.

Fortunately, these little beggars were willing to work hard and learned three or four points of An Ning's medical skills, but these three or four points were enough for them to treat some difficult and complicated diseases.

An Ning would often communicate with some old doctors here, and learned some good folk remedies that they used in practice.

Calculating the time, I have been here for quite some time, so I started to think about going somewhere else.

After saying something to her little disciples, a little girl with a slightly chubby face looked at An Ning with tears in her eyes.

"Master, do we have to go?" Du Ruo was the only little girl here and the most hardworking child.

An Ning reached out and touched her hair, which had become smooth and no longer had the dryness and yellowness that it had when they first met.

"Master has his own things to do." An Ning smiled slightly, and her smile was exceptionally kind.

Knowing that he couldn't change the fact that his master was gone, he wiped his tears with his sleeves and asked, "Master, will you come back in the future?"