Upstairs.
After everything was settled, Lin Hanxing pushed the door open and entered.
Sacred hands 'surgery had just ended.
&Quot; all of you go out first. I have something to talk to Shangguan shixiu about in private. &Quot;
Upon hearing this, sacred hands and Yuan Kang looked at each other subconsciously. However, Shangguan shixiu, who was still weak, had a calm expression on his pale face, as if he had already expected this.
Lin Hanxing walked towards him after he finished speaking.
On the way, he randomly took out an acupuncture needle from the medicine box of the sacred hands. When he passed by Yuan kangshi, he raised his hand in a flash and did it.
"Ah ..."
Yuan Kang was so shocked that he subconsciously wanted to cover his neck with his hands.
God knew that he had already lost his voice when he was stabbed by the Holy hand. If he were to be stabbed again, who knew what kind of problem he would have if he lost his mind?
Eh?
