Gao Wu: Are you saying that my students are useless?

"This this..."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Mo hurriedly asked.

Xiao Li swallowed his saliva, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "The fire poison... The fire poison has subsided from the heart veins, and even the fire poison in other parts of the body has been suppressed to a great extent... "

"The old patriarch..."

"At least one more week!"

Xiao Li's joy was beyond words.

When it came to the last sentence, the decibels were several times louder.

A few days ago, when he diagnosed that the old patriarch could last a week at most, his face was as bitter as a dead horse.

But now...

The same diagnosis result made the corners of his mouth almost reach behind his ears!

Chapter 251 Big ups and downs, thousands of years of ice shattered!

"One week!?"

Xiao Mo couldn't believe what he heard.

In the last second, there was still no cure, and he was wandering crazily before the gate of hell.

As a result, he was rescued in the next second?

The sudden ups and downs made him feel like a dream...

The elders outside the door didn't think too much.

After seeing the situation of the old patriarch, they were worried, and all their worries suddenly turned into infinite excitement.

"Haha! The old patriarch is alive!"

"The Xiao family... The Xiao family is saved!"

"This is God bless my Xiao family!"

"Oh my god, it's Xiao Yan's credit!"

"That's right! Xiao Ying just fought for half an hour more, but Xiao Yan directly extended the life of the old patriarch for a full week! It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a change of fate!"

The elders, who were so excited that they were almost insane, shouted frantically.

from their perspective.

The old patriarch now has time to breathe, and he can wait until Luo Qiu comes to refine the potion.

And the genius girl of the Xiao family also returned.

This is totally double happiness!

"..."

In the corner of the crowd, Liu Xuemei clenched her fists tightly with her nails embedded in her flesh.

Her eyes fixed on Xiao Yan.

Damn!

You've already become a useless person, so just treat yourself as your useless person, why do you want to come back to snatch Yinger's limelight and attention?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at Xiao Ying anxiously.

I cursed at the trash in my heart!

If he had fought a little harder before and healed the old patriarch before the other party, then what would Xiao Yan do?

Facing the undisguised gaze of his mother.

Xiao Ying didn't respond.

At this time, her eyes were slack, her pupils seemed to be attracted by a strong magnet, and she stared blankly at the silver needle on Xiao Chengyun's body.

"That is..."

"Ghost Valley Eighteen Needles?"

"Why do you know the same stitches as me?"

Xiao Ying murmured.

Her voice was very thin and soft, but every word rang like thunder in everyone's minds.

"What eighteen stitches? Isn't it only seven stitches?"

"You are stupid, what she said should be the name of acupuncture..."

"Wait! Isn't Xiao Ying's acupuncture technique inherited from ancient times?"

"Could it be that Xiao Yan also obtained this inheritance? And her cultivation is deeper than Xiao Ying's?"

Liu Xuemei's expression changed drastically upon hearing this.

In her heart, the other party's opportunity has always been regarded as the foundation of her family's foothold.

Although the old patriarch has not been cured now, it can only be said that Yinger is still young and not good at learning.

Wait until the future grows up.

Relying on this inheritance, we can still regain everyone's attention!

But now...

"What nonsense are you talking about!!"

"Didn't it mean that this acupuncture method is the inheritance of ancient top-level medical skills obtained in the secret realm, and it has been discontinued for a long time?"

"How could Xiao Yan use the same one as you!"

"Quick! Tell me you're wrong!"

Hearing her mother's urgent words, Xiao Ying's face was tangled.

"But...but she is indeed using the same needle method as me..."

"What I got was only the fragmented copy, which only recorded the last three stitches, and what Xiao Yan used just now is clearly the complete eighteen stitches of Ghost Valley..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

They subconsciously looked at the silver needles on the old patriarch's body that shone with hot aura.

In my mind, I tried to recall Xiao Yan's appearance when she gave acupuncture...

Everyone doesn't know what the Eighteen Needles of Ghost Valley are, but judging from the effect of changing fate against the sky, they know that it is absolutely extraordinary!

"This..."

"The promised ancient inheritance, how come everyone has a copy?"

"Xiao Ying only learned three needles, and she has this level of ability. Isn't Xiao Yan even more outrageous?"

"It's no wonder that she was able to pull the old patriarch back from the front of the ghost gate, she was really lucky..."

For a moment, everyone's eyes on Xiao Yan became much softer.

Completely forget how you looked down on each other before.

"Xiaoyan, I thought you could do it since I was a child. I will come to eat in my uncle's yard later, and your aunt misses you very much~"

"At the beginning, I thought that you would definitely recover your strength, but now it is as I thought. Not only has your strength recovered, but it has also improved to a higher level than before!"

"As for the height... don't panic, just enough!"

"That is, in the face of absolute strength and talent, height doesn't matter at all, not to mention that some people like Xiaoyan who looks petite and cute."

An elder took over the conversation, and couldn't help but cast a glance at Chu Ze who was watching the play.

Chu Ze: "..."

You guys had a good chat, what is Lao Tzu doing?

Does Lao Tzu seem to be a good person? ! ! (legal can)

Now that the old patriarch was fine for the time being, the boulder that weighed on everyone's hearts also fell to the ground.

Once the mind is relaxed, the person is much more energetic.

"Calculating the time, senior Luoqiu will arrive in an hour. Let Xiaoyan go and get in touch with her to see if senior Luo can accept her as a disciple?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? With just a few needles of skill, Xiaoyan was rescued from death. I'm afraid Senior Luo will beg her for such a talent!"

"I think you two are talking nonsense! Didn't you see Dean Chu standing here?"

"Uh...Don't blame Dean Chu! This old man was just joking..."

Listen to the chatter of the crowd.

Xiao Mo, the patriarch, also stood up at this time.

He straightened his back and waved his hands in a happy mood, "Let's get people to buy new equipment for the pharmacy first, and try to get everything in place within a week!"

"Good patriarch!"

One of the elders quickly nodded with a smile, took out his mobile phone and contacted the clansmen in the urban area.

Xiao Yan has returned as a genius, and the old patriarch is expected to recover.

Everything seems to be going in a good direction.

Yet at this time.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a clear cracking sound from the pharmaceutical room next door.

"not good!"

Xiao Yan, who was standing in front of the hospital bed, frowned, and rushed out the door.

"What's the matter? What was that sound just now?"

"I don't know..."

Xiao Li reacted belatedly at this moment, patted his thigh suddenly and said.

"Hurry up! Something happened to Wannian Ice!"

"what!!!"

Hearing this, everyone's expression darkened.

Anxiously followed out.

When they came to the pharmacy room, the box that originally contained the ten thousand year ice was shaking violently, and it was covered with cracks one after another.

The cold air seeped out along the cracks in the box, causing the temperature in the room to drop by a few degrees.

Xiao Mo didn't have time to think, so he hurriedly ordered.

"Quick! Change to a Wajin Box!"

"it is good!"

Xiao Li responded and immediately turned around to get a new box.

"It's useless..."

Xiao Yan shook her head solemnly.

Xiao Mo was puzzled, "What's useless?"

But soon, he knew the reason——

Xiao Li held the Wajin box in his hand, and stood in front of the table with a heavy face.

"It's not good, patriarch! It's not about the box at all! It's about..."

Geek!

Hearing this, Xiao Mo suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What is it! Say it!"