Chapter 373
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The surrounding onlookers also held their breaths as they watched this scene. The atmosphere was a little tense.
Next, Chi Jiao placed needles on Old Master Meng's forehead.
From head to toe, there were a total of nine needles on Old Master Meng's body.
Nine needles in one meridian was Chi Jiao's exclusive treatment.
Coupled with the medicine she gave him, the effect was excellent.
Old Master Meng endured the immense pain, but he gritted his teeth and remained motionless.
When the surrounding onlookers saw Old Master Meng's face gradually turn pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat, they couldn't help but mutter inwardly.
Would this really work?
Why did Old Master Meng's expression look even worse than before?
"Grandpa Meng looks like he's in pain." Huo Wanwan couldn't help but speak again. She glanced at Old Master Meng worriedly before looking at Chi Jiao. "Chi Jiao, is your method really useful? Can't you see that Grandpa Meng is in pain now? "
Chi Jiao's eyes were calm as she turned to look at her indifferently. "It's fine."
Huo Wanwan was about to say something when Yan Qingqing's cold voice sounded again. "Huo Wanwan, if you can, try to treat Old Master Meng. If you can't, then shut your mouth and don't compare."
Huo Wanwan was really afraid of Yan Qingqing. She immediately shut her mouth, a deep unwillingness hidden in the depths of her eyes.
She couldn't be like Yan Qingqing, who could say anything vulgar.
She was a little fairy.
Little fairies didn't curse, so she could only endure it.
Seeing that Huo Wanwan had stopped, Yan Qingqing snorted coldly.
The huge hall fell into silence as everyone's attention was placed on Old Master Meng again.
Old Master Meng felt as if his left leg was on fire. It was painful and itchy. Wonderful Brush Pavilion
"Grandpa Meng, hold on a little longer. When I remove the needles, you won't be in pain anymore," Chi Jiao said gently to him.
The girl's soft voice sounded comforting. Old Master Meng endured the immense pain and agreed with a trembling voice.
Another five minutes passed.
Only then did Chi Jiao start to remove the needles.
After all nine needles were removed, Old Master Meng felt a metallic taste in his throat.
Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.
The blood was black and emitted a faint stench.
"Dad!" When Meng He and Meng Xueqing saw that Old Master Meng had vomited blood, they immediately walked to the sofa and called out nervously.
The other members of the Meng Clan also gathered around.
When Huo Wanwan saw Old Master Meng vomiting blood, a look of schadenfreude flashed across her eyes. She looked at Chi Jiao and said, "Chi Jiao, you've treated Old Master Meng badly. He's vomiting blood! What are you trying to do? "
These words seemed to be questioning Chi Jiao.
In fact, she was trying to divert everyone's attention to her.
The reporters who were originally aiming their cameras at Old Master Meng immediately turned their cameras to Chi Jiao.
Many people also turned their gazes to Chi Jiao, their eyes filled with condemnation.
"This little girl is so young, how can she be so muddle-headed? Don't take other people's lives as a joke. "
"Old Master Meng's situation just now was already a little strange. Now, he's vomiting blood."
"If he's vomiting blood, it must be serious. This Meng family is really something. Why haven't they called an ambulance yet?"
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