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Capítulo 117

Lin Tiancheng spat out a mouthful of dark red turbid matter.

Ma Yunteng continued his work, once again piercing the Jingjian acupoint with a silver needle!

Hmm!

Lin Tiancheng sprang up from the recliner as if by reflex, and then spat out another mouthful of slightly lighter-colored turbid matter.

This went on for nearly ten rounds. When Lin Tiancheng finally spat out the last turbid substance, the liquid he spat out was almost transparent.

The silver needles on his body were also strangely covered in a black color.

"Stop! You're killing someone!" Wang Bin's eyes darted around; this was the perfect opportunity to frame Ma Yunteng!

"Don't cry, baby. Grandpa will wake up in ten seconds!" Ma Yunteng stopped what he was doing, affectionately pinched Lin Shike's pretty face, and then walked towards Wang Bin step by step.

"What did you just say? Say it again." Ma Yunteng narrowed his eyes, his voice full of magnetism.

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Ma Yunteng knew very well that if he hadn't been there today, Lin Tiancheng would probably have died on the spot, and all of this was caused by Wang Bin.

"What, did I say something wrong? You don't even have a medical license, yet you're treating patients. If anything happens to Old Master Lin, you'll be fully responsible today!" Wang Bin took a deep breath and said, feigning composure.

He had just been thinking about how to explain to everyone if Lin Tiancheng died, but now he didn't need to explain at all. He planned to shift all the blame onto Ma Yunteng.

Snap!

Ma Yunteng's expression suddenly turned cold. He grabbed Wang Bin's shoulder with his left hand and lifted him up, while simultaneously slapping him hard across the face with his right hand. With this slap, five clear finger marks instantly appeared on Wang Bin's pale face.

"I've seen people who deserve a beating, but I've never seen anyone as deserving as you."

"You, you are the murderer!" Wang Bin roared angrily.

Snap!

Five more finger marks appeared on Wang Bin's face.

"This slap is for Old Master Lin's health!"

"you!"

Ma Yunteng's palm flashed again.

Snap!

"This slap was for Shi Ke's tears!"

Snap!

"This slap was for the sake of Chinese medicine!"

Snap!

"This slap is for the glass you shattered!"

Snap!

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap...

A barrage of slaps rained down on Wang Bin's face. As Ma Yunteng's movements quickened, he didn't even have time to roar before his face swayed from side to side from Ma Yunteng's blows.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but shudder. Two streams of bright red blood were flowing from Wang Bin's mouth, and his face was covered with countless crisscrossing finger marks.

Ma Yunteng's grip was very strong, and Wang Bin immediately felt dizzy.

"Grandpa, you're awake!" Lin Shike exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmm! I feel great, it seems like my illness is completely cured!" Lin Tiancheng was also shocked by the comfortable feeling coming from all over his body. Since he fell ill, he had not experienced this relaxed feeling for a long time.

"Old man, lie down first, I'll help you remove the needles." Ma Yunteng threw Wang Bin out the window again, then walked to Lin Tiancheng, waved his hand, and dozens of silver needles flew into his palm as if drawn by gravity.

The entire sequence of movements was so fluid and seamless that everyone was stunned. Even the most skilled acupuncturists they had ever seen before couldn't perform such miraculous feats.

"Young man, thank you so much!"

Lin Tiancheng said gratefully that he remained conscious while Ma Yunteng was performing acupuncture on him.

"You're welcome!" Ma Yunteng laughed, his gaze slightly fixed as he said, "By the way, the poison you've been afflicted with is a slow-acting, highly potent poison. If I'm not mistaken, it's a special kind of sandalwood poison."

When the topic of sandalwood poison came up, Lin Tiancheng's pupils suddenly contracted!

There was a piece of sandalwood on his desk, but the doctor had said that illness comes from the mouth, so how could he have been poisoned by sandalwood?

"Young man, please come with me!" Lin Tiancheng's eyes flashed, and he walked directly towards the study.

As Lin Tiancheng walked, Lin Shike and several relatives were all stunned. Lin Tiancheng no longer needed a cane to walk. You must know that before, Lin Tiancheng could hardly walk without a cane!

Everyone was once again amazed by Ma Yunteng's medical skills.

"Grandpa, your leg is all better!" Lin Shike excitedly chased after him.

"Yes, I feel full of energy now, as if I've become more than twenty years younger!" Lin Tiancheng was very happy after recovering from his long illness.

"Grandpa, where did this sandalwood come from?" Ma Yunteng asked, pointing to the sandalwood on the desk.

"Xiao Wang sent this to me from abroad as a gift six months ago!" Lin Tiancheng recalled briefly.

"What about this box of tea?" Ma Yunteng's gaze finally settled on a box of tea on the desk.