Super Student's Three-realms Army

At this time, Zhou cui'e was gazing at the scene in front of her eyes

At this time, is to see Zhang Daping that red. Naked chest position.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan has been stabbed into six or seven silver needles of different lengths.

Moreover, these silver needles are arranged in a mysterious direction.

On these silver needles.

It also exudes golden hair with different strengths.

And the white vapor visible to the naked eye rose from the tail of the needle.

"Mother, you don't have to worry."

"I'm helping my father treat his pneumoconiosis. You can rest assured."

"My son knows."

Zhang Xiaofan did not return to his mother to explain a sentence.

Then, holding his breath, he took out a silver needle from the needle box next to him.

Then, after finding the right acupoint, he stabbed it immediately.

Zhang Xiaofan is the last silver needle in his hand.

Is also slowly, stabbed to Zhang Daping chest top left Eagle window hole time.

See, at this time in Zhang Xiaofan's forehead.

Is also up, a little bit of sweat along the cheek constantly rolling down.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes also become more and more sharp.

More and more sharp.

He was also very serious and serious.

There is quite a style of a generation of acupuncture masters.

Seeing this behind the scenes, Zhou cuie was almost speechless.

I haven't met in just over half a year.

Zhou cuie felt that she could hardly recognize her son.

In this way, Zhou cui'e and Zhang Daping are two people.

I watched with incredible shock.

Zhang Xiaofan for his father's acupuncture process.

Before and after, it lasted about an hour and a half.

Just now, I took back all the silver needles that were inserted in my father's chest.

"Wow..."

After Zhang Xiaofan took back the last silver needle.

Zhang Daping's dark old face turned red immediately.

Zhang Xiaofan sees this, the spittoon under the bed is brought up quickly.

"Cough..."

See you now, Zhang Daping.

Open mouth to the spittoon that Zhang Xiaofan brings up, vomited a blood.

The blood is extremely dirty.

Faintly in, but also can see several naked eye visible white particle attachment.

This white particle attachment is the inorganic dust that my father inhaled in his lungs for a long time due to mining.

"Dad, do you have any trouble breathing now?"

See his father, will have been squeezed in the chest of dirty blood spit out.

Zhang Xiaofan helps Zhang Daping clap his back.

On the one hand, his eyes showed concern and he said.

"Wheeze... Wheeze... Wheeze..."

Wen Yan, Zhang Daping also has no doubt about him.

Open your mouth and start to gasp twice.

The old man gasped very hard this time.

But even so.

Compared with before, every breath has to be compared with the last battle.

At this time, Zhang Daping was obviously more relaxed than before.

Even, just a little more than before.

It's a severe cough.

It's just a sky, an underground.

Between the two, it can't be said in the same breath.

"Xiao... Xiao Fan, his mother..."

"I... i... I don't cough anymore..."

"I... i... I don't cough anymore...!"