The village beauty and me!

Upon hearing Chen Huan's words, the middle-aged man who had been moving nimbly suddenly stiffened.

His expression inevitably showed some panic.

He then glared fiercely at Chen Huan, "You bastard, I'll settle your score with you later!"

"Shut your mouth now, or you'll regret it!"

He watched as the young girl lying in his arms trembled more and more violently, her face turning frighteningly pale.

The middle-aged man ignored Chen Huan and prepared to put the black pill into the girl's mouth.

Chen Zheng frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward, saying again, "Don't eat it. Does your daughter know what the ingredients in this medicine are?"

The middle-aged man's hand trembled, and the medicine fell directly to the ground.

A miraculous scene suddenly unfolded.

The black pill was originally about the size of a small longan and looked quite thick.

As a result, it was lightly dropped on the ground and immediately scattered, then seemed to evaporate into thin air, turning into a wisp of black smoke and disappearing without a trace.

"It's over, this is the last one!" The middle-aged man was shocked. He supported the girl in his arms, squatted down, and desperately reached out his big hands to grab at the ground.

It seemed to be an attempt to obtain the last bit of drug residue, but in the end it was all in vain.

"I'm going to kill you!" The middle-aged man raised his head again, his eyes bloodshot.

The murderous aura emanating from him was almost completely explosive, and even Chen Huan couldn't help but frown slightly at this moment.

But he only focused his attention on the young girl.

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The other person has stopped trembling, but their face is as white as paper, and their body seems to be stiffening. In the blink of an eye, they are almost soaked in sweat.

It gives the impression of a body covered with a layer of crystalline frost, looking extremely eerie.

"I have a way to save her. Now that you've run out of medicine, you have no choice but to trust me!" Chen Huan didn't mince words and immediately stated his intentions, revealing the other person's current predicament.

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then involuntarily looked Chen Huan up and down quickly, as if trying to figure something out.

But the situation was urgent, and he was so worried that he lost all judgment and observation skills.

As Chen Huan approached, he continued, "No matter what, this matter is inextricably linked to me. If you save someone, just thank me. If you can't, you can kill me then."

"I can't escape anyway, can I?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression softened slightly.

He glared at him and said, "You're quite the shrewd one. Fine, I'll trust you this once."

"If anything happens to my daughter today, you won't live either!"

She was straightforward and immediately began to cooperate, ready to accept Chen Huan's help.

At this moment, Chen Huan had already reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver needle.

Before the middle-aged man could see his technique and movements clearly, he only saw a flash of silver light.

The next second, I saw that my daughter's head was covered with silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses.

There were more than a dozen of them, making it look like a hedgehog.

"You..." The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but swallowed the rest of his words.

He was quite perceptive; just from Chen Huan's series of needle-inserting movements, he could tell that the kid in front of him seemed to have some real skills.

So she decisively chose not to interfere anymore, but earnestly hoped that the guy who ruined the medicine and almost killed her daughter would really keep his word and save her.

"What's that kid doing?"

"Is it acrobatics or magic?"

"How come so many needles were inserted in the blink of an eye? Can this little girl take it? She looks like she's not breathing, and she's already hard." The onlookers were bursting with curiosity and couldn't help but gather around again.

The closer they got, the louder the discussions became.

Chen Huan, who was focused on the treatment, couldn't help but frown slightly.

Then they heard the middle-aged man next to them growl, "Everyone within three meters, every single one of them, must die!"

The onlookers immediately felt a chill run down their spines, exclaimed in surprise, and stepped back five meters to continue peering around.

At this moment, Chen Huan had already transferred a large amount of spiritual energy into the young girl.

That is, about a minute passed.

The other person's deathly pale face had changed noticeably.

Although it was still white, it was no longer the kind of white that made people shudder.

The sweat on my body gradually disappeared, and my body regained the softness and elasticity that a young person should have.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and her eyelids twitched twice before she slowly opened her eyes.

"She's awake! She's awake! You scared me to death, daughter!" The middle-aged man was almost in tears.

This shows the deep bond between father and daughter.

"Dad, I feel much better, even better than when I took medicine."

"What happened?" The young girl's voice was slightly weak, but her energy and spirit were clearly improving.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chen Huan's acupuncture treatment is indeed effective.

"It's this little..." The middle-aged man originally meant to say "little bastard."

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he immediately changed his mind, saying, "It was this young man who helped me; I think he's a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner."

"I've long heard that there are many miraculous Chinese medicine practitioners in this world, but I never thought that God would open his eyes and let us meet one today."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he gave Chen Huan a look of gratitude and approval.

He no longer had that fierce and menacing look he had before.

At this moment, Chen Huan had already withdrawn his true energy. With a wave of his hand, he instantly removed all the silver needles from the young girl's head.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned slightly and said, "Right now, it's only relieving the symptoms; it's far from being a cure."

The middle-aged man's expression tightened. "You can't handle it either?"

Chen Huan clicked his tongue. "Why not? I mean, this place is crowded and noisy, not really suitable for treatment."

"In addition, your daughter's illness is very complicated, and you have also used unconventional treatment methods. On the surface, it may be able to relieve the symptoms, but in fact it will only make the situation worse."

The middle-aged man's face showed admiration. "Young man, I can tell you're no ordinary person. If you have a way to cure my daughter, please lend a hand."

"I, Zhang Haiyang, am willing to give up everything I own to repay you."

Chen Huan waved his hand, "I'm not doing this for the money."

The man blinked. "If you don't want money, do you have any enemies or anything?"

"I was a big shot in the underworld back in the day, and I had some ability myself."

"Whether you have enemies or need help with some difficult situation, I can do it for you!"

Chen Huan grinned, his expression strange.

I never expected that this guy in front of me was actually a scoundrel.

Judging by his age and the imposing presence he exudes, he's quite comparable to Sun Laohu.