The miracle doctor came down from the mountain and opened a restaurant to raise his daughter

Zhao Jie ran over to support Zhao Haishan with some worry.

At this time, Chen Ning had already put away the six silver needles and inserted them back into the leather scroll.

"Your grandpa is fine. Give your grandpa some water to rinse his mouth."

"Huh? This, is it over?"

Zhao Jie still didn't react, after all, it was too fast.

From the beginning of acupuncture to this moment, not even two minutes have passed.

"Well, I'm in a hurry."

Chen Ning said something that left people speechless.

"Comfortable, so comfortable!"

Suddenly, the person involved, Zhao Haishan, started shouting loudly.

The disease has been tormenting him for a long time, and his internal organs are always in pain, accompanied by many uncomfortable feelings.

But this moment.

He felt like he was back to where he was decades ago.

My breathing is smooth and my body is clear. The feeling is really beyond words.

Zhao Jie finally came to her senses and quickly took out a bottle of water from the bag and fed it to her grandfather.

"Grandpa, do you feel..."

"I feel much better, and I even feel that my illness is completely cured!" Zhao Haishan interrupted his granddaughter directly.

"This……"

Zhao Jie was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer the question, and looked at Chen Ning.

"The cancer cells have been eliminated, but because the treatment was too intense, the liver was slightly damaged. I can go back and take medicine for a week to adjust, and it will be fine."

Chen Ning said lightly.

Chen Ning's words made the expressions of both grandfather and grandson change again.

Even though Zhao Haishan shouted that everything was fine, he also said it was just a feeling.

Now that Chen Ning was so sure, he was a little unsure again.

Isn't this too simple?

"I'm really in a hurry. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it on the way."

Chen Ning knew that if this continued, there would be a lot of wrangling here, so he quickly urged.

He was very anxious to see his 'daughter' at this time.

"well!"

Zhao Haishan nodded quickly, quickly put on his shirt and stood up.

Originally, Zhao Jie and the bodyguards approached and wanted to help, but Zhao Haishan refused.

At this time, Zhao Jie and the bodyguard also noticed that the old man's expression was completely different from a few minutes ago.

At this time, Zhao Haishan's complexion was slightly rosy, no worse than that of a healthy person.

This made Zhao Jie basically believe Chen Ning's words.

It’s really possible that my grandfather has been cured!

At this time, the bodyguard who had gone to investigate the situation took the opportunity to report the situation.

"My lord and lady, I saw the tomb of the medical saint on the other side of the hillside."

Zhao Haishan and Zhao Jie looked at each other and then nodded.

The medical skills displayed by the disciple of the Medical Saint in front of them made them believe that the miracle doctor had passed away.

"As expected of a disciple of the Medical Saint, I dare say that this medical skill is unparalleled in the outside world!"

Zhao Haishan complimented Chen Ning.

Seeing that Zhao Haishan still misunderstood that he was the little old man's disciple, Chen Ning shook his head.

Seeing Chen Ning shaking his head, Zhao Haishan thought Chen Ning was being modest.

The group of people headed outside the mountain.

At this time, Zhao Haishan slapped his forehead slightly and said apologetically to Chen Ning: "I'm really old and confused. I don't know what to call the saint's disciples now. My name is Zhao Haishan, old man, and this is my granddaughter Zhao Jie."

After Zhao Haishan introduced himself, he looked at Chen Ning expectantly, hoping to see surprise in his eyes. After all, he was the old head of the Zhao family and had a good reputation.

"Chen Ning...Besides, I am not a disciple of Takeda."

Hearing Chen Ning's words, the Zhao family's grandfather and grandson were a little confused, "Are you not a disciple of the Martial Medicine Saint? Then..."

"Chen Ning?"

At this time, the bodyguard who went to check the tomb of the Medical Saint suddenly exclaimed after hearing the name Chen Ning.

"Xiong Er, why are you so surprised?"

Zhao Jie turned around and glared at the bodyguard with some dissatisfaction.

"Um... I'm sorry, miss. I just forgot to report something."

The bodyguard apologized quickly and glanced at Chen Ning with doubts as he spoke.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jie asked curiously.