After being harshly scolded by Ye Xuan, Zhou Zhihua and his two companions turned a shade of iron blue.
Who would have thought this kid's words could be so sharp, that according to his claim, without Ancient Medicine, they wouldn't even be considered a sperm now?
The three wanted to retort, but under Ye Xuan's icy gaze, they felt a thorn in their back and couldn't utter a word.
"Hmph, if you fail to cure him, I'm going to puff up your face with a slap!", Zhou Zhihua thought with extreme resentment and hatred in his heart.
Quack doctor! Open your damn eyes and wait for the slap in the face!
Ye Xuan gave the others a brief glance and then his expression turned focused, as the silver needles rapidly pierced down.
Lu Zhengguo's injury mainly consisted of two parts.
