Seeing that Wang Jun was truly on the verge of panic, no one present dared to speak.
Xiao Han smiled faintly, pinching the Soul Condensing Pill and placing it into the elder's mouth. Then, one after another, Golden Needles appeared in his hands, needles that no one saw where he took them from, appearing abruptly and being inserted into Old Wang's body.
In less than ten minutes, Xiao Han pulled out the Golden Needles, gave his hand a slight shake, and the needles disappeared without a trace.
When he administered treatment, he had two choices, Golden Needles or Silver Needles. If he used Silver Needles, the problem wasn't serious, but once Golden Needles were used, that meant the illness was generally incurable by ordinary doctors, definitely seen as a terminal disease by everyone.
"Is that it?" Seeing the patriarch's face flush with a healthy glow even though he had not woken up, the Wang Family's members could all feel the vigorous vitality emanating from the old man's body.
