Ling Feng nodded and flipped his palm, and the Silver Needle he hadn't used for a while appeared in his hand.
Under the astonished gazes of Zhao Old Man and Hehua's mother, he stepped forward and swiftly pierced the Silver Needle into the man's body.
Acupuncture was merely a facade; the real treatment came from Ling Feng's Spiritual Power. But this was something he couldn't explain, so he could only proceed this way.
As the Spiritual Power enveloped the inflamed appendix, the man's expression of pain instantly alleviated significantly, and he let out a long breath.
"Old He, how do you feel?" Hehua's mother immediately asked.
"Much better, it doesn't hurt as much anymore. This young man is truly a Divine Doctor!" Old He said.
Zhao Old Man watched from the side, his face full of shock. He glanced at Ling Feng in astonishment and said, "The placement of your needles is clearly not on acupuncture points, yet it still works?"
