Shi Changqing's entire body stood there in a daze!

He was called the God of Medicine because his medical skills were indeed quite superior, and his medical skills were not just focused on a cure for cancer, curing cancer well was just a way to get his reputation out there.

His killer technique for treating cancer was the Golden Yang Needle Technique.

However... Shi Changqing would only be able to do the first three needles, and he couldn't do it as well as Chu Hao did by travelling through the air.

This is for the control of the silver needle, for the control of the acupoints, have to be perfect, to be able to travel through the air, the most critical is, travelling through the air of the needle's technique, and personally tied down the technique, is completely different.

This is a completely lost needleway.

Nowadays, a young man below, just like this, in front of his face, used it in a dignified manner.

Those onlookers were also stunned.

This hand of Chu Hao's, like a juggler's way of performing needles, caused all of them to completely freeze.

They stared blankly at the middle-aged woman, seemingly expecting something.

Chu Hao calculated the time, and after about three minutes had passed, he walked over to the middle-aged woman and asked, "How do you feel?"

"I feel... some heat in my belly, and I feel a little hungry." She spoke, "And... it seems like it doesn't hurt anymore."

Chu Hao knew that it was almost time, he removed the six silver needles one by one and put them into the needle box, then handed the needle box to Ling Xiao and said, "It's ready!"

Ling Xiao froze for a moment and said, "Is it over?"

"Mum!" At this time, the young man rushed up and asked, "How do you feel?"

The middle-aged woman who was previously lying in a wheelchair and had some difficulty even moving a bit, gently got up, touched her abdomen and murmured, "I feel... as if it's really much better."

"It should be fine, if you guys don't feel at ease, just go to the hospital again tomorrow for a review." Chu Hao said, "Also find a Chinese medicine practitioner, prescribe some stomach-nourishing herbs, recuperate for a while, and the problem won't be too big."

Accompanied by the fall of Chu Hao's words, the middle-aged woman tried to take two steps, and she found that her abdomen, her whole body, really didn't have that feeling of weakness anymore.

"Yang Yang, I feel as if I've really recovered." The middle-aged woman said with tears in her eyes.

"Mum!" The young man hugged his mother!

Chu Hao took a few steps back and came to Ling Xiao's side.

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As for those onlookers, they were all moving forward at this time, they felt that this was a little too unbelievable.

A few minutes? A person with terminal cancer be healed?

They felt that this was too unbelievable by a bit.

At the back, Chu Hao stood at Ling Xiao's side, and Ling Xiao froze as he looked at Chu Hao.

When he thought of his previous words of constantly persuading Chu Hao to go to Shi Changqing's meal, wanting Shi Changqing to instruct Chu Hao, he felt groundless.

Chu Hao's medical skills were so superior that they reached a realm that was completely difficult for him to comprehend.

"I still have things to do, so I'll leave first." Chu Hao patted Divine Doctor Ling, looked at the excited mother and son in the crowd, smiled faintly, lifted up the medicinal herbs that had been placed on the ground, turned his head to look at the first floor, and then walked towards the distance!

Divine Doctor Ling stood frozen in place.

In the middle, the middle-aged woman patted the young man's back and said, "Yangyang, don't get excited, quickly thank the Divine Doctor!"

"Divine Doctor! Thank...where is the Divine Doctor?"

The surrounding people also looked around, yet they found that Chu Hao didn't know when, but had already disappeared, and he didn't even wait for the patient to thank them, he just stepped in, healed, and disappeared!

"Healer's benevolence!" Divine Doctor Ling looked at Chu Hao's back as he disappeared amongst the crowds and muttered, "Perhaps... he is the true healer, not seeking any payment at all, also, when he saved the old man of the Qin family, he didn't receive any payment either."

Just as those onlookers were searching for Chu Hao, Chu Hao had already left the vicinity of the Yingchun Hall.

Having saved a person's life, he was in a pretty good mood as he carried the medicinal herbs and wandered haphazardly around the Dust Clearance Garden, and not much time had passed before he saw a four-legged tripod in the place of a roadside stall.

This tripod wasn't too big, it was about knee-high and had a calibre of about forty to fifty centimetres.

The entire tripod appeared to be an inky black colour, with a somewhat rusty appearance on top, and some complex inscriptions carved on top.

"Tsk!" At this time, a man with a goatee hemmed and hawed and said, "Young man with good eyesight, I didn't expect to take a glance at the treasure of my shop here."

Said, he lifted the tripod to say: "Look at this pattern, look at the inscription on this, this is at least before the Warring States things, belong to the level of cultural relics. At a glance, you are an old man. It is definitely a treasure of the collection level. It also has a very important historical research value!"

Chu Hao didn't reply, but carefully sensed.

After a few moments, he discovered... that he had indeed read it correctly, on this tripod, there was a trace of spiritual energy flowing!

This meant that this tripod was most likely a spiritual artefact.

The boss with a goatee was tirelessly introducing to Chu Hao, "This way, I'll give you an auspicious number, this tripod, you take it to sell, definitely belongs to the ten million level, I haven't opened today, give you an auspicious number, eight million eight hundred and eighty-eight thousand, what do you think?"

Chu Hao looked at the boss's eyes with shrewdness, then frowned and asked, "How much?"

Eight million eight hundred and eighty-eight thousand, Chu Hao felt that... if this was a spirit weapon, he had made a huge profit.

He decided to confirm it.

"Eh!" The boss with a goatee coughed dryly and said, "What's that, just kidding kidding kidding, if you sincerely want it... eight million eight hundred and eighty thousand..."

"What?" Chu Hao was dumbfounded!

With that trace of spirit power alone, this tripod, even if it wasn't a spirit artefact, was definitely not something that eighty-eight million could buy.

"Eh, it's indeed a little bit not too good!" The boss coughed dryly again, "Eighty-eight thousand..."

"Are you crazy?" Chu Hao was stunned!

Eighty-eight thousand for this thing? How much to give him how much ah!

"Grass!" The boss glared at Chu Hao and said, "Sure enough you are a person who knows the goods, eight thousand eighteen, this really can't be any less, I was collecting it on Chong Yun Island, and acquiring it cost me more than eight thousand, I always have to earn a little bit, eight thousand eighteen, if you want it in good faith you can take it!"

Said, he directly passed the tripod towards Chu Hao.

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