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"Axiang, are you worried?"

The masked man bent down and hugged Axiang into his arms. The sharp corners of his mouth were stained with scarlet blood, adding a bit of beauty.

Axiang rubbed her head against the man's face, as if she wanted to use her hair to wipe away the blood on the corner of the man's mouth. Chu Yichen smiled slightly, hugged Axiang away, then took off his mask and wiped away the blood. Clean it and put it back on again.

"Master, I'm going to make some medicine for you right now."

Ah Qing sent Ouyang Lan away, stood outside the door, and said respectfully.

"Well, let's go."

In the bamboo house, Chu Yichen waved his hand, leaning on the chair as if he had exhausted all his strength.

On the other side, Lin'an City Street.

In the blink of an eye, Su Qianqian had been walking around with Chunmei and Chen Sandao for more than two hours, and nothing had been gained except that her legs were sore from walking.

"Miss, what are we looking for?"

Chunmei was so tired that she couldn't straighten up and looked at her young lady with a grimace.

"Find someone!"

Su Qianqian continued to look around at the passers-by without giving up, but unfortunately she found nothing all morning long.

"people?"

Chunmei looked at the passers-by on the street in confusion, wondering who her young lady was looking for.

"Oh? This girl, we meet again!"

Just when Su Qianqian, Chunmei, and Chen Sandao were about to leave, Ouyang Lan, who came out of the bamboo house, saw Chunmei from a distance and walked over on her own initiative.

"It's you?"

Chunmei looked over curiously, looked at Ouyang Lan, and suddenly remembered.

"This... must be the 'young master' who saved the old man back then."

Ouyang Lan's eyes fell on Su Qianqian, he stroked his beard under his chin and smiled slightly.

"Oh... the miracle doctor has really good eyesight. Nothing can be hidden from the miracle doctor."

Su Qianqian was not surprised at all. Ouyang Lan had been practicing medicine for decades and had met so many people of all kinds. It was not difficult to see through her disguise, which was not very clever.

"It seems that the girl has good taste."

Ouyang Lan stroked his beard and his eyes fell on Su Qianqian.

"Miracle Doctor Ouyang has a great reputation. I have something I would like to ask Miracle Doctor Ouyang for advice. I wonder if Miracle Doctor Ouyang can give me some advice?"

Su Qianqian's eyes lit up. If her guess was correct, Miracle Doctor Ouyang should know that person, and she might be able to find him by following the clues.

"Young lady, you can just call me Mr. Ouyang. I really can't afford this miraculous doctor. It's just that everyone loves Ouyang."

Ouyang Lan's face turned red as she listened to Su Qianqian, a miracle doctor on the left and a miracle doctor on the right.

"Old sir, I wonder if you know a master of concealed weapons!"

Su Qianqian stared closely at Ouyang Lan. Now all her hopes were placed on Ouyang Lan. This was her last chance to find the hidden weapon master.

"Master of hidden weapons?"

Ouyang Lan frowned, looking thoughtful, and shook his head: "I'm really sorry, I don't know such a person."

Um? How is this going?

Su Qianqian frowned. In her previous life, she had clearly heard that after Ouyang Lan was attacked and killed in Lin'an City, the hidden weapon master once expressed condolences. Is it just a rumor?

"Old sir, if you think about it again, are you missing something?"

Su Qianqian refused to give up and reminded.

"Girl, if there really is such a person, I will certainly remember it, but among the people I know, there really is no such person. I'm really sorry, but I can't help."

Ouyang Lan shook his head apologetically. He really wanted to help Su Qianqian, but after much thought, there was no one who matched what Su Qianqian said.

"Really? Maybe I remembered it wrong."

Su Qianqian smiled bitterly. After all, in the previous life, it was just hearsay. It is impossible to say that the person just happened to appear at that time and did not have a personal relationship with Ouyang Lan.

"Huh? Little brother, have you felt numb in your hands and feet recently, and sometimes you feel dizzy?"

Ouyang Lan couldn't help if he stayed, and was about to leave when he glanced at Chen Sandao inadvertently and stopped immediately.

"Huh? How do you know?"

Chen Sandao raised his eyebrows and stared at Ouyang Lan.

"A doctor pays attention to what he sees, hears, asks and understands. I have been practicing medicine for decades and I know a little bit about medical skills."

Ouyang Lan explained modestly.

"Old sir, can you help him diagnose and treat him?"

Su Qianqian thought of her past life. Although Chen Sandao was superb in martial arts, he had many hidden illnesses in his body due to his martial arts practice since he was a child. Later, it was too late to treat them, so he suffered from injuries all year round. Although he could not find any A master of making hidden weapons, but if he could condition Chen Sandao's body well, it would be a gain.

"Come, little brother, follow me back to the inn. I'll help you give me a few injections. I promise that within three days, little brother, you will be back to normal."

Chen Sandao said nothing and looked at Su Qianqian aside, waiting for Su Qianqian to speak.

"Then I'll bother you, old man!"

Su Qianqian made up her mind for Chen Sandao.

Inside the inn.

Ouyang Lan asked Chen Sandao to take off his shirt and lie on the bed. When Chen Sandao was ready, he took out the acupuncture from his arms and started to give Chen Sandao acupuncture.

About half an hour later, Ouyang Lan took back the needles one by one and was about to put them away. Su Qianqian, who had been waiting outside the room, saw that the acupuncture was finished and walked in. She saw Ouyang Lan was about to put away the needles. Yinzhen's expression changed and he walked forward quickly.

"Old sir, can you lend me your acupuncture set?"

"Oh? Does the girl also know the art of acupuncture?"

Ouyang Lan was a little surprised.

"I don't understand, but this needle looks familiar."

Su Qianqian shook her head, her eyes never leaving her from beginning to end.

"Girl, please."

Ouyang Lan smiled and handed over the acupuncture. Su Qianqian took it in her hand and observed it carefully and repeatedly. The light in her eyes became more and more bright, and sure enough! This set of acupuncture was produced by the master of hidden weapons known as Ghost Hands!

One thing puzzles Su Qianqian. Rumor has it that the master only studied hidden weapons throughout his life and never did anything else except hidden weapons. What's going on with this acupuncture?

But there is a unique imprint of that master on it, and no one else can fake it, which means that this set of acupuncture was indeed made by that person.

Su Qianqian muttered in her heart: "Old sir, could you please tell me where this acupuncture comes from?"

"This acupuncture?"

Ouyang Lan looked at it and grinned: "This is a gift from an old friend."

"Old sir, where is your old friend now? I have something to ask you to see this senior. I wonder if you can introduce him to me?"

Su Qianqian's heart felt hot, and her breathing began to quicken. She had already determined in her heart that the person who gave the acupuncture was the hidden weapon master rumored to be called the Ghost Hand!