Chapter 702 Sigh
"In this world, the fist is still the biggest."
Li Xiao sighed, walked through the gap, and walked towards the intensive care unit step by step.
The little nurse guarding the door was already dumbfounded, she dared not stop Li Xiao and let him in.
Behind him, the second daughter, Guan Shiya and Guan Shilin, looked at the back with strange eyes.
This back figure seemed very familiar to them.
In the mind of the second girl, a face with a lazy and dark color on it all the time, seemingly not caring about anything, appeared involuntarily, a pleasing face.
Thinking of that pretty face, they all felt a warm feeling in their hearts.
Although they didn't get along for a long time, the position that that person occupied in their hearts was not ordinary.
Now the legends about him have spread all over China, and time has passed. They and him seem to be from a different world.
Recalling the past, the two of them were in a daze on their sunny and pretty faces.
"Sister, do you feel that figure from the back is very familiar?" After a while, Guan Shiya asked with some doubts.
"Do you think so too?" Blinking her bright eyes, Guan Shilin looked at her sister in surprise, "That back looks like..."
"Li Xiao!"
At the same time, the two of them whispered the long-awaited name with one voice. At the same time, they raised their slender hands to cover their red lips.
Fortunately, these people didn't pay attention to them and didn't hear what they said.
"Sister, do you feel like him too?"
"Well, it's probably him."
Although Li Xiao's appearance had changed, Shen Yun hadn't changed. The two women were already 50 to 60% sure that it was him who came, and they secretly made up their minds that after the matter was over, they must ask in person.
In the intensive care unit.
Li Xiao pushed the door open and entered.
The few wearing masks who were treating He Zitian were all taken aback when they saw the sudden figure.
Immediately, a doctor was the first to react and asked, "Are you..."
Bang bang bang!
Li Xiao shot ruthlessly, knocking all six doctors unconscious on the ground.
Being polite to the members of the He family doesn't mean being polite to everyone.
He Zitian, who was dying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, heard the movement, opened his eyes with difficulty, and happened to see Li Xiao.
"Master He!"
When Li Xiao saw He Zitian's appearance, his heart was filled with grief, and he came to He Zitian's bed, pulled out the silver needle from his face, and restored his appearance.
"Li...Li Xiao, come back and see me..." When He Zitian saw Li Xiao, his haggard face trembled a little, and it was obvious that he couldn't calm down in his heart.
"Master He, today is your birthday, and I came back to celebrate your birthday." Li Xiao took out a box, opened it, and took out a row of sticks of different sizes and lengths, a total of 365 sticks. , the shining golden needle said, "Master He, don't worry, even if King Yama comes to claim your life today, I won't let him take you away!"
"Okay, okay... Li Xiao, I... I believe in you."
Seeing Li Xiao, He Zitian seemed to be happier than seeing his own son. His excitement was obvious. He had already seen that Li Xiao was not something in the pool. And it flew higher than expected, He Zitian can be said to be one of the people who helped Li Xiao up with his own hands, how could he not be happy?
His children and grandchildren thought it was Li Xiao who harmed him, but in fact he knew in his heart that Li Xiao would not harm him at all, there must be something wrong with him.
"I'm getting old and my memory is not good, Li Xiao, you... you said that it would be great if I could be ten years younger." He Zitian smiled with difficulty, "Every time I see you... I feel I saw myself when I was young, fought hard all the way, and never gave up."
"Don't worry, Mr. He, you not only want to live, you also want to live another hundred years. You should rest first, and I will give you acupuncture."
Li Xiao mobilized his spiritual energy, dragged three hundred and sixty-five golden needles into the air, and stood them all up.
At the same time, a purple light flashed in Li Xiao's pupils, all the obstacles in the eyes disappeared, and He Zitian's situation appeared in his eyes clearly.
The situation is more serious than he imagined, the cancer cells are too capable of replicating, and they are eroding He Zitian's normal cells all the time. At this moment, He Zitian is probably suffering a pain that is a hundred times more painful than a needle pricking his heart.
But this late old man insisted on not showing any discomfort. For a while, Li Xiao respected He Zitian more and more. This old man deserved his respect, and even more worthy of his rescue!
Looking at He Zitian whose hair was almost completely white, Li Xiao couldn't help feeling a little sour.
The once high-spirited mayor could not escape the erosion of the years.
Before he knew it, he remembered Ying Yuxuan's words again.
Only God can live forever!
Should Li Xiao also work towards the goal of becoming a "god"?
Shaking his head and throwing out the distracting thoughts in his mind, He Zitian's situation is complicated now. If he comes ten minutes later, he may never see this old man again. Time is running out, so he is not allowed to think about it.
"Shut up!"
Like rain, the silver needles fell from mid-air in different order, very rhythmically, piercing He Zitian's various acupuncture points one by one.
Xinjing point, Duimen point, Juque point, Baihui point, Jingmen point...
Three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points were pierced with silver needles.
"Buzz!"
The moment the silver needles fell, Li Xiao waved his sleeves, and the hundreds of silver needles trembled at the same time, humming, as if they were equipped with a motor, the frequency was so fast that the humming continued.
The ancient spring needle method!
Li Xiao seldom used this move, only used it once when he rescued his younger sister Zhang Xuan, who had lost his soul .
More than 300 gold needles, He Zitian, had already fainted, but with the beating of the gold needles, a little rosiness appeared on his face, and his heart fluctuated back to normal.
But in Li Xiao's perspective eyes, the black column of air rising above the former's head has stabilized, which made Li Xiao breathe a sigh of relief.
"Since you're awake, come over and help."
Turning his head slightly, he glanced at a doctor who was lying on the ground and squinting, peeking at him.
He didn't expect that among these doctors, some ascetics would wake up so quickly after being hit by him, but it didn't matter if he was discovered, after all, he was the only one.
The doctor was in a daze, and Li Xiao's words seemed to resound in his mind, bringing him back to his senses.
"Li...Li Yan Wang, you, what are you..." Dr. Zhou is over fifty-three years old, but he is indeed an Internet enthusiast. When he saw Li Xiao's appearance, he immediately remembered that he was famous online. Li Yanwang's legs were shaking.
At the same time, seeing the buzzing golden needles, he came to Li Xiao and knelt down suddenly.