If it hadn't been for them to say it was broken, he would never see that the boy in Tsing Yi was a woman. In her body, there was a man's free and easy and casual, and her whole body exuded a confident and flying atmosphere.

He thought it was incredible. How could a woman interpret a man's behavior and expressions in such a way?

Feng Jiu squinted, her eyes filled with joyful smiles: "For the sake of him buying eight-treasure ducks for me, it's better for me not to say about this." She shook her head and smiled. As he said, while taking out the silver needle, he plunged directly into his knee without saying anything.

The silver needle that was plunged suddenly did not hurt, but when the silver needle turned, there was a sour and itchy sensation in the depths of the knees, among the flesh, muscles, and bones. As I was thinking about it, I heard her voice.

"How do you feel?" Feng Jiu raised his eyes and looked at him.

"I didn't feel the silver needle when I pierced it, but it was a little sour and itchy when I turned it." He said truthfully, but he felt a little strange. He also tried silver needle pricking for himself, but why didn't she do it? This sour and itchy feeling during the needle?

"It's a good thing to feel."

She said, turning the silver needle in her hand, and then stabbing the second one, and she continued to turn, looking at the usual puncture points, but in her hand there was a fine spiritual energy through the silver needle. Pour into his feet.

While treating here, Zhuo Junyue went to buy Eight Treasure Duck, while on the side of the East Mansion, Patriarch Zhuo seemed to have encountered some problems, and he was summoning the clan elders in the mansion to discuss...

Regarding the affairs of the East Mansion, the West Mansion didn't know at all, the people over there didn't say it, and they didn't even bother about it.

"The Eight Treasure Duck is back." Zhuo Junyue entered the yard, looking at Feng Jiu who was chatting with the sky, and at the same time passed an oil paper bag in his hand.

"Yeah! It's so fragrant!" Smelling the scent, Feng Jiu squinted his eyes and took it, and said to them: "Then I'll go back first." As he said, he ignored the two of them and took the eight treasures. The duck is gone.

"Big brother, Feng Jiu's medical skills are really good, this time, I believe it." He smiled, looking at his elder brother and said.

Hearing that, Zhuo Junyue nodded: "Her medical skills are very good." After a pause, he asked: "She gave you the injection? How do you feel?"

"Actually, I have pierced silver needles myself before and tried silver needle acupuncture, but I didn't feel it, but when she used silver needles to puncture acupuncture points just now, there was a sour sensation in my leg."

He told him about the previous incident, and asked again: "Big brother, why did you say that her medical skills are so good? At the beginning, we found many people who said that my leg has not been cured. For so many years, She said it can be cured."

Zhuo Jun said with a rare smile, "She said she is called a ghost doctor. As long as she wants to treat, there is no cure."

The two brothers were chatting here, but Feng Jiu went back to the small courtyard and entered the room, took out the spirit wine, and ate the Eight Treasure Duck...

In the middle of the night, she went to the old lady's yard again, and left after using the needle, helping Zhuo Junyang to heal during the day.

After three days of busy work, in the second half of the night on the third day, Feng Jiu put away the silver needle after the last injection, and smiled to the old lady: "There is no need to use the needle anymore. Here are ten pills. Take one one a day, and after ten days, all diseases will be cured."