"The injuries are quite severe, but it's not a big problem. I'll perform acupuncture for you shortly, and then you'll take the medicine I prescribe. You'll be able to get out of bed in three days," Lin Miao said after taking the pulse. "Additionally, you have some minor ailments, which I will treat as well."
"Minor ailments?" Zhou Qianren was taken aback.
"Senior, do you frequently get up at night and feel a stinging sensation?"
Zhou Qianren was stunned upon hearing this. Even those close to him were unaware of this condition, yet Mr. Lin discerned it just by checking his pulse. Truly deserving of the title "Mr. Lin!"
Treating the Blood Evil Palm injury once again, Lin Miao became even more proficient. Zhou Qianren practiced a hard martial technique, his body like copper skin and iron bones, making his injuries less severe than Dingxian's. However, this old fellow's meridians were mostly solidified, with no potential to tap into. Maintaining his current state was quite good.
