Chapter 70: Chapter 70

"Don’t just stand there, take off her clothes," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently, his hands behind his back.

"What? You want me to take off Xiao Jing’s clothes? What are you trying to do? I’m warning you, don’t try anything funny, Xiao Jing’s dad is the second in command in Nanhua City, a deputy provincial-level leader," Mrs. Zhang said with a cold face.

"What’s wrong with you, woman? Can’t your thoughts be a bit cleaner? Don’t always judge others with your dirty mind!" Zhang Xiaohao retorted sarcastically.

"You..." Mrs. Zhang was furious, jumping up and down like an angry rabbit.

"Enough of your ’yous’ and ’mines’. If you want to save her, do as I say. If you miss the best chance to save her, even a Daluo Immortal descending from heaven won’t be able to spare her from death’s door," Zhang Xiaohao said commandingly.

The more a woman prides herself on her family background and acts haughty, the more she needs to be taught a harsh lesson. Otherwise, she will become so arrogant that she’ll end up peeing on your neck.

"Hmph!" Mrs. Zhang snorted with a pout, forcibly suppressing her anger, and glared viciously at Zhang Xiaohao before walking over to Zhang Jing and lifting the blanket off of her.

The hesitation in her eyes grew denser as Mrs. Zhang asked, "Do I really have to take them off?"

"If you want to save her life, then take off her clothes!" Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.

"You little brat, if you can’t heal Xiao Jing’s injuries later, I’ll make sure you rot in jail!" Mrs. Zhang threatened viciously.

After speaking, she struggled to contain her anger, slowly undressing Zhang Jing.

"Hmph! You want me to rot in jail? You’re not worthy!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered inwardly.

Soon, Zhang Jing’s hospital clothes were taken off, leaving her in just her two-piece black lace underwear.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhang’s face turned red and she said, "We don’t need to go this far, do we?"

If it weren’t for her earlier remark, Zhang Xiaohao might have nodded in agreement, but now, he was truly angry.

"Take them off!" Zhang Xiaohao said sternly, emphasizing every syllable.

"You... fine, you win! Zhang, you just wait. If you can’t heal Xiao Jing’s injuries later, I swear, I’ll make sure you rot in jail." After saying this, Mrs. Zhang skillfully removed the last two pieces of Zhang Jing’s attire.

"Move aside! Don’t block my way," Zhang Xiaohao ordered sharply.

With a cold face and reluctance, Mrs. Zhang stepped aside, exposing Zhang Jing’s flawlessly white skin, completely naked, before Zhang Xiaohao.

"Hmm? Where did this scar come from?" Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze sharpened as he was drawn to a large scar on Zhang Jing’s left chest.

He stepped forward, reaching out his right hand to touch the scar on Zhang Jing’s chest. The scar was sharp and deep, clearly not made by a human, and it still bore traces of a dense, evil aura.

If Zhang Xiaohao wasn’t mistaken, this scar was most likely left by some malevolent creature, judging by the mark, it should have been from last night.

Thinking this, Zhang Xiaohao’s frown deepened. What exactly happened to Zhang Jing last night?

"Bastard! What are you doing? Is this how you treat a patient? It seems like you’re just taking advantage of the situation!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao staring at her daughter’s chest and even touching it, Mrs. Zhang could no longer hold back, scolding him with a cold face.

"Shut up! Don’t disturb my thought process!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

Confronted with Zhang Xiaohao’s cold and imperious gaze, and feeling the Evil Qi emanating from his body, Mrs. Zhang’s heart jolted, and she subconsciously stepped back twice, momentarily forgetting how to argue back.

"No matter what kind of ghost or person you are! Dare to harm someone that Zhang Xiaohao cherishes, I will hunt you down and tear you apart with my own hands, even if it means searching the heavens and the earth!" Zhang Xiaohao thought to himself, seething with a murderous intent.

Without hesitation, he reached into his pocket, and with a thought, took out the set of silver needles he had carefully crafted.

Looking at the huge scar on the chest that had been treated, although it had been cleaned by a nurse, the toxin from the evil being that remained within had not been forced out! It continued to linger in the nearby meridians.

If these evil fluids were left to hide in the meridians for a long time, Zhang Jing’s chest would become corroded. More seriously, it could even affect her brain nerves, at best turning her into a vegetative state, and at worst into someone with a mental illness!

Grasping a silver needle, Zhang Xiaohao activated the Shennong Battle Sky Technique, and golden True Qi began to circulate on the needle, aiming at an inverse acupoint on Zhang Jing’s chest, and he thrust it down like lightning.

Holding the silver needle, he gently turned it over the scar on her wound, creating a tiny hole.

Right after, Zhang Xiaohao calmly helped Zhang Jing sit up and said seriously, "Bring me a clean towel!"

"Ah! Just a moment, I’ll get it now," Mrs. Zhang said, startled. She immediately rushed into the bathroom, took a clean towel, and handed it over.

Taking the towel, Zhang Xiaohao pressed it against the scar on Zhang Jing’s chest, and with a sudden intake of breath, he circulated the Shennong True Qi in his right hand, which glowed golden, and slapped it on Zhang Jing’s back.

The golden Shennong True Qi entered Zhang Jing’s body, and under Zhang Xiaohao’s control, it condensed into a net, frantically squeezing out the dark green fluid that remained in Zhang Jing’s meridians.

The small hole that Zhang Xiaohao had gently poked at earlier on Zhang Jing’s chest began to ooze out drops of dark green fluid.

As the dark green fluid appeared, a very unpleasant stench filled the room.

In just a moment, the entire room’s air had been contaminated.

"Get out!" Suddenly, with a low roar from Zhang Xiaohao, he slammed his palm onto Zhang Jing’s smooth and flat back. The robust Shennong True Qi flowed into her body, squeezing out the last bit of dark green fluid near her chest meridians.

With that, the first step was finally complete.

Zhang Xiaohao set aside the towel stained with the evil blood, took a clean towel, and wiped Zhang Jing’s chest dry.

Looking at Zhang Jing, who was now asleep, her face lacked any color, but it was much better compared to before, and her breathing had stabilized.

However, the prolonged loss of blood combined with the corrosion of the evil liquid had drained some of her vitality. To fully cure her, he must use the Heaven-defying Twelve Needles to extend her life against the odds!

"Almighty Divine Doctor Zhang, how is Xiao Jing now?" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao stop, Mrs. Zhang asked with an embarrassed expression.

Zhang Xiaohao glanced back indifferently, withdrew his gaze, and said without turning his head, "The immediate danger has been removed, but for a full recovery, acupuncture is necessary!"

"Ah! Then Divine Doctor Zhang, please perform the acupuncture quickly!" Mrs. Zhang urged.

"There are improprieties in men and women making physical contact! During the acupuncture process, it is inevitable to touch the skin, and I’m afraid of being misunderstood," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Miracle Doctor Zhang, I was wrong, it’s all my fault! I apologize to you here! I’m sorry! Please save my daughter at all costs! She’s my only precious daughter! Moreover, you are the Divine Doctor, and Xiao Jing is ill; it’s only right for a doctor to treat a patient," Mrs. Zhang said, pleadingly.

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