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The acupoints of the lungs were the main acupoints of the human body. Miss Mo's lungs were filled with water, all the acupoints would be closed because of the water pressure, and now, what Song Ziyang needed to do was to open her lungs.

Song Ziyang gently held onto a golden needle, and when he found the lung acupoint of Miss Mo, it gently pierced through.

However, Mo Zhong seemed to be able to see a faint light aura coming out from Song Ziyang's needle. The color of light was blue, and that was Qi. Mo Zhong could not help but be shocked in his heart, and was greatly shocked, "This … This was the qi control of a martial artist at the fifth level of inner strength. It turned out that this brat was not only a godly doctor, but also an inner strength martial artist. I underestimated him earlier. "

In the entire Jiang Prefecture, Mo Zhong had yet to realise that a person who had reached this level at the age of seventeen had done so.

If Song Ziyang could be used by the Mo family, the Mo family would be strong in the future.

Just for a moment.

Song Ziyang's acupuncture was done. He then pulled out the needle and started walking towards Miss Mo's body. This aura, could only be seen by Mo Zhong and not anyone else.

This further strengthened Mo Zhong's resolve.

Following Song Ziyang's angry footsteps, the Miss Mo on the bed trembled, and then he started coughing violently. Soon after, a string of fresh blood gushed out of Miss Mo's mouth, and most of the blood was dyed red with blood.

Three minutes later.

Miss Mo stopped coughing intensely, and her breathing actually gradually stabilized, until finally, she fell asleep.

"She's alive, Little Fei is alive." A woman from the Mo family said excitedly with tears streaming down her face.

Previously, Miss Mo found it hard to even breathe, but now her breathing had calmed down.

At this moment, all the Mo Family members looked at Song Ziyang with grateful eyes, each one of them extremely excited.

Then, he looked at Mo Zhong, and Song Ziyang said: "Miss Mo's life is no longer safe, you just need to take care of her, and since she cannot be treated with Western medicine or intramuscular injection, I will make a set of Chinese medicine for her."

The pen and paper arrived.

Song Ziyang wrote on a piece of paper and gave it to Mo Zhong. Once a day, in less than three days, Miss Mo's illness vanished like smoke in thin air. "Goodbye."

Song Ziyang carried his backpack and walked out.

"Master Song, please... Just a moment, please. " Mo Zhong was excited, and immediately stopped him.

Song Ziyang stopped for a moment, turned his head, and looked at Mo Zhong suspiciously.

At this moment, Mo Zhong had nothing else to say, and said: "Master Song, you made my daughter return to being Yang, you are my Mo family's benefactor, my Mo Zhong's benefactor. I have offended you in the past, I hope Master Song will not mind."

Song Ziyang nodded.

At this time, Mo Zhong spoke again: "Master Song, for you to have such good fortune at such a young age, it is truly rare. I, Mo Zhong, declare that from today onwards, my daughter Mo Fei will be Master Song's woman in front of all the members of the Mo family. Rest assured, my daughter is the same age as you, and is also the school beauty of Tianhong Middle School.

"Master said that it's good not to get involved with the mortal world, especially with women. I, Song Ziyang, will not act for the sake of wealth, wealth, or wealth, nor for the sake of beauty. Only for me. There's no need for Master Mo to be so courteous. " Song Ziyang said.

Throwing these words down, Song Ziyang left with large strides.

Jiang Guanglin followed him.

Mo Zhong's mouth was wide open, his heart was repeatedly shocked.

Seeing Song Ziyang walk far away, Mo Zhong clenched his fists and said: "Master Song, you can rest assured that I, Mo Zhong, am right. From today onwards, my daughter Mo Fei is your woman, I hope that we will meet again."

After saying this, Mo Zhong suddenly turned his head, and looked at Qian Youwei.

The current Qian Youwei did not have the aura from before, his entire body was trembling.

"Men, cripple both of Qian Youwei's legs." Mo Zhong shouted.

"Yes."

Walking out of the Mo family, Song Ziyang and Jiang Guanglin walked on the road.

Jiang Guanglin said, "Ziyang, do you have any plans for this trip down the mountain?"

Song Ziyang nodded his head, the reason he went down the mountain this time was not because of a letter from Jiang Guanglin, but because of another reason.

"Martial Uncle."

Song Ziyang said: "This time, aside from your letter, the only thing that I want to do is to find a miracle medicine to save my senior sister. Master said that the way to treat Senior Sister is in this city of mortals. If you are careful, you will be able to find it.

"So that's how it is. Is that girl's illness still not completely cured?"

Song Ziyang shook his head, revealing a difficult expression, and said: "Her illness, the acupuncture and medicine that goes into it, and the Qi that goes into my body and into my soul, I have tried dozens of times, but it has no effect. So, I think maybe my method was wrong, maybe it's just like what Master said, the medicine is in the heart. "

Jiang Guanglin comprehended.

Then, he smiled and said, "Since that's the case, Ziyang, you have nowhere to go since you've just arrived at Jiang Prefecture. "In the future, you can go live at my place. Although my place is desolate, there are still empty houses. In the future, you can temporarily live in Jiang Prefecture and look for a way to treat her."

"Won't we disturb Martial Aunt?" Song Ziyang asked.

Honestly speaking, it was his first time in Jiang Prefecture, where he had no one to rely on and no relatives for no reason. Jiang Guanglin was his Junior Master, so theoretically speaking, Song Ziyang could only rely on him. Although Song Ziyang could totally live by relying on his own abilities, there was a reason behind it.

Jiang Guanglin said: "How can I disturb you? Your mistress really wants you to go. She's been missing you every day for the past few days. "Also, Martial Uncle has many difficult illnesses in Jiangzhou Hospital, I would like to ask you for your advice."

"Martial Uncle, you are an elder. Why would you ask for guidance?" Song Ziyang said: "It's just that, Mistress, is she still doing well?"

"Mm, okay." Jiang Guanglin replied.

The last time Song Ziyang had met this Mistress was ten years ago.

It was almost dark.

Jiang Guanglin said, "Alright Ziyang, let's go."

"Mm. Alright."

Song Ziyang replied as he walked towards the residential area where Jiang Guanglin was staying with him.

Song Ziyang's heart was very calm.

He thought about the person who was waiting for his return far away in Cloud Mist Mountain. Song Ziyang could not help but clench her fists, and said in her heart: "Senior Sister, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to cure you, so that you will no longer suffer from the torture of sickness."

Song Ziyang's eyes were firm.