Chapter 134: Settling Scores on the Same Day!

  Qin Luo had heard of this disease before, but he was also encountering such a case for the first time.

  So when he was taking the pulse, he was also particularly careful and meticulous.

  Practice makes perfect. Only by personally treating it can one skillfully grasp the characteristics of this 'gradual freezing' disease.

  "Can you save him?" The Dragon King looked at Qin Luo and asked. There was no worry or fear, but rather a simple conversation between friends.

  "No." Qin Luo shook his head.

  His eyebrows furrowed, the knife in his hand whirred with a whooshing sound, almost unable to hold back from rushing over and slaughtering this bastard.

  Just now in the yard, I clearly greeted him, we must learn to be kind and lie, and be confident in the treatment of this disease. Even if you don't have confidence, you have to pretend that you will definitely cure the disease.

  Before I knew it, this guy had already spilled the truth. How detestable!

  "Birth, aging, illness and death are the natural order of things. I know my own body. It's just a matter of time before I leave them behind. Can human strength really defy heaven?" The Dragon King said with a relieved expression.

  "This has nothing to do with whether human power can defy the heavens. I say it's impossible for three reasons." Qin Luo looked at Long Wang and said, "First, your attitude towards treatment is one of refusal and lack of confidence. Second, the timing of the treatment is too late. The illness has reached its final stages. Most of the muscles in the body have already severely atrophied. Third, I am also encountering this kind of case for the first time, and I don't have any successful treatment experience in this area."

  "It can't be cured, so it can't be cured. What's the point of talking nonsense? Come on, I'll take you out." He said with a dark face, now really disgusted with Qin Luo.

  Kid, watch how I take care of you after I'm gone.

  The Dragon King looked at Qin Luo and asked thoughtfully: "So, you mean to say that there is still hope for treatment?"

  "Yes. If you dare to let me take action." Qin Luo nodded and said.

  He can try to treat it, but there is no 100% guarantee. Moreover, the treatment method he mentioned is a bit unconventional. Whether it will be successful or not is still unknown.

  So it can only be said that there is hope for a successful treatment.

  The Dragon King burst out laughing, and the big beard on his chin shook with his laughter. Due to illness, his legs and arms couldn't move, and his facial expressions weren't rich either. However, he could laugh out a posture of arrogant pride that seemed to overlook the world.

  "What's there to be afraid of? I've never been truly afraid of anything in my life. Since you say so, let you try it out then. What's your name?" The Dragon King looked at Qin Luo and asked.

  The person standing beside him curled his lips, and his adoptive father rarely took the initiative to ask others for their names. When he asked someone's name, it proved that this person was important in his eyes.

  "Qin Luo." Qin Luo replied.

  "Alright, Qin Luo. From today on, you will be the one to cure my illness." The Dragon King said seriously. "In the past, I only believed that I could bring miracles to my subordinates. Now, I want to be a bystander and witness others' miracles."

  The dragon king's words had a somewhat encouraging tone, allowing Qin Luo to let go and act freely without any psychological pressure.

  "Don't worry, I won't let you down. It will only get better, not worse." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  Anyway, your body is already like this, even if I can't cure you, I can delay the progression of your illness. You don't have anything to lose, do you?

  "When will the treatment begin?" The Dragon King asked.

  "Now."

  Qin Luo turned around and said to Li: "Go get me a box of silver needles."

  "You----" almost got cut again by a knife. How dare this man order me around?

  But thinking of her adoptive father's body, she suppressed her anger and didn't erupt.

  "Little brat, I hope you can cure your adoptive father. Otherwise, you're done for." Li Ao said viciously to Qin Luo before turning around and leaving.

  There were only two people in the house, Long Wang and Qin Luo, and Qin Luo suddenly felt a hint of tension.

  Logically speaking, I am a normal person. The other party is just an old man with severe physical paralysis, no reason for me to be afraid of him?

  But on the other side, there is always a sharp and substantial quality that can be perceived. When you accidentally touch his occasionally revealed overbearing eyes, you will feel a sense of great danger in your heart.

  This feeling is just like walking in a deep mountain and old forest, suddenly being stared at by an old tiger.

  "Were you hurt before?" Qin Luo asked.

  After hearing Qin Luo's words, Long Wang burst out laughing and said: "Having fought in countless battles throughout his life, how could he possibly not have been injured?"

  A lifetime of battles? Thousands of big and small fights?

  This is an era of peace, where would there be battles?

  Qin Luo became even more curious about the old man's identity. What kind of legendary figure was this?

  "May I take a look at your wound?" Qin Luo asked.

  "What's wrong with that? Scars are a soldier's badge of honor. Worth more than any medal the country can give you. But, I'm afraid you'll have to do it yourself." The Dragon King said with a big laugh.

  Qin Luo smiled and nodded, lifting up the hem of Long Wang's clothes.

  Then he involuntarily took a mouthful of cool air.

  The Dragon King's body gave Qin Luo the feeling that it was like taking a complete sheet of paper and laying it flat on a table, then someone took a knife and hacked at it horizontally and vertically dozens or even hundreds of times-----and yet he was still alive, which was truly a strange thing.

  "Surprised, aren't you?" The Dragon King asked with a smile, seeing the astonishment on Qin Luo's face.

  "A bit. In peaceful times, it's hard to imagine being injured like this." Qin Luo nodded calmly.

  "Peaceful era? Bullshit peaceful era." The Dragon King said with a gloomy face. "On the surface, it's calm and peaceful, but underneath, it's turbulent. Which day is without war? Which day is without death? Border wars, maritime conflicts, air battles... there are some things that you can't see."

  The Dragon King looked at the scars on his body, with a nostalgic and regretful expression on his face, saying: "Those bastards really went all out. However, I still managed to kick their brains out one by one. What a pity, now I won't have the chance to clean them up again."

  "Maybe there will be another chance." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "Haha. Alright. I'll trust you this once." The Dragon King said with a big laugh.

  Returning with the needle box in hand, I saw Qin Luo and Father chatting happily, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

  How did your adoptive father's personality change so much after being ill for a while? In the past, he would either beat or scold his subordinates and never had a kind word to say, yet he is so enthusiastic about this young man.

  "Is it this one?" He raised the needle box and said to Qin Luo.

  "Yes, thank you." Qin Luo nodded. "Go and help me find some disinfectant again."

  He glared at him, then shouted in anger: "You little brat, are you looking for death? Why didn't you say everything at once just now?"

  "I just forgot."

  "This is revenge."

  "You can think of it that way." Qin Luo said. He hated women playing with knives the most. What he hated even more was when a woman took a knife and scraped her own neck back and forth, making him feel very insecure.

  "You"

  "Don't you want to cure your adoptive father's illness?" Qin Luo turned his face and looked at her, asking.

  Her face was puffed up, her eyelashes blinked, and she smiled at Qin Luo, saying: "Master, is there anything else you need? I'll take care of it all at once."

  Qin Luo saw her attitude was quite sincere, so he said: "Bring a basin of warm water over while you're at it."

  "Yes. Old man." Leng coldly smiled and said. This small-minded bastard, if it wasn't for himself trying to please him, he's afraid that after fetching the disinfectant back, he would definitely be made to run out again to heat up water.

  Soon, Li came over with a basin of warm water and some alcohol.

  Qin Luo disinfected the silver needle with alcohol and then rolled up Long Wang's sleeve, injecting a shot into his elbow joint. "Do you feel anything?" he asked.

  "No," said the Dragon King.

  Qin Luo nodded and pulled out the silver needle, then inserted it again into the same spot as before, asking: "Do you feel anything this time?"

  "There isn't," said the Dragon King.

  Qin Luo's face was expressionless, making it impossible to discern his emotions. Li had been staring at Qin Luo's face the whole time, trying to guess from his expression whether her father would be able to recover or not. But she couldn't read anything from his face.

  Qin Luo pulled out the silver needle again, disinfected it with alcohol, pinched the needle between his thumb and index finger, aimed at another acupoint, and slowly inserted the silver needle using the 'Tian Xuan style'.

  "Do you feel anything?" Qin Luo asked.

  The Dragon King savored it for a moment, then smiled and said, "My hand is already useless. You don't need to waste your energy."

  "What about now?" Qin Luo asked again after spinning around once more.

  "Huh?!" The Dragon King suddenly exclaimed in surprise. "It seems a bit different."

  "There is a chill in the air. It's icy. At the place where you inserted the needle." The Dragon King said.

  Generally speaking, when muscles atrophy, nerve sensation becomes dull or completely disappears. It is unable to feel the external forces or pain.

  "It proves that the muscles are just in a state of pseudoparalysis." Qin Luo smiled and nodded. "The chances of successful treatment have increased by 10%."

  Qin Luo pulled out the needle again, this time stabbing his knee, and asked: "Do you feel anything?"

  "There is. The location of the acupuncture point is also a bit cool." Long Wang said.

  "I'm 20% sure."

  The third needle, Qin Luo stabbed towards the waist of the Dragon King's Dihai acupoint.

  "Do you feel anything?" Qin Luo asked.

  This time, the Dragon King shook his head.

  Qin Luo spun the needle again, and the silver needle extended towards the skin once more. "Do you feel anything?"

  "No."

  Qin Luo made two consecutive rotations of the needle, and almost all of the silver needles had entered the Dragon King's body. Qin Luo asked: "Do you feel anything?"

  "It's still not there." The Dragon King carefully sensed for a while and shook his head saying.

  "Is this part injured?" Qin Luo asked.

  "Yes. I was wounded by Tōyō no Kami Kiri." The Dragon King recalled past events, his face filled with rage.

  Her eyes were like bronze bells, her long hair flying. It was as if she had entered a state of combat and self-protection, like a porcupine, with the quills on her body standing up one by one.

  A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his entire eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty red color.

  "Uncle, don't get agitated. Wait until you're better. You can still take revenge on him then." Li hurriedly grabbed the Dragon King's arm to comfort him. "Besides, you also cut off one of his arms. Next time you meet, he definitely won't be your match."

  The conversation between the father and daughter was bloody, but Qin Luo heard it in his ears and didn't feel strange at all. On the contrary, he had a feeling of being taken for granted.

  It's only right for someone like him to say something like this.

  "You've been poisoned." Qin Luo said. "The knife had a slow-acting poison on its edge. It's not obvious, and it can't be seen on the surface, but if you ignore it, it will slowly corrode the tissues and nerves around your wound. Nerve damage naturally leads to muscle atrophy."

  "Damn it! Those Oriental monkeys are really despicable." Li cursed. "Is there still a way to repair it?"

  (Haha, the reason for urging me to update is because brothers have expectations for Lao Liu. I'll work hard. First, let's keep this book interesting and ensure the update speed. Let's work together.)