The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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Afterwards, the doctor went in, first took the Night King's pulse and tested the mobility of his arm, then asked the boy to open the box he was carrying.

The boy looked young, but he was quite strong, carrying the big box without getting red in the face or breathing hard. After hearing the old doctor's instructions, he put down the medicine box and opened it to reveal the neatly arranged rows of silver needles.

Looking at the silver needle that was still emitting a cold light, Xiji felt a little uneasy.

After the old doctor showed his eating tool, he looked at Ye Wang with a kind smile and explained: You have blocked meridians. Even strong medicine will only have a small effect. You need acupuncture to get better faster.

After hearing this, the Night King nodded, indicating that it was okay. As long as his illness could be cured, it didn't matter how many means were used.

However, Xiji, seeing the old doctor pick up the needle, which was not sure whether it was sterilized or not, and was about to stab the Night King, immediately shouted, "Wait a minute."

When he shouted, several people looked at him in confusion, and even the Night King glanced at him sideways.

Facing all kinds of looks from the crowd, Xiji swallowed and still expressed his thoughts, "Doctor, do you use this set of tools to treat patients and save lives?"

Although the old doctor didn't like others interfering in his treatment, he was also a kind person. Especially when facing this young man who cared about his husband, he was quite patient. He nodded and said proudly:

This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors, made of a rare piece of iron. Ever since it came into my hands, I have been using it to treat illnesses and save lives, and I don't know how many people I have cured so far.

Xiji was a little confused when he heard this, but since it was related to the Night King's health, he did not hesitate too much and asked directly: Doctor, what will you do after treating one patient and before giving it to the next patient?

Upon hearing this, the old doctor immediately replied: Of course, wash it with hot water and then use it again.

Xiji thought, as expected, the medical conditions in ancient times were poor, and traditional medicine was still at the simplest stage. Without the assistance of foreign medicine, people naturally followed their own theories.

They knew nothing about bacteria or blood diseases, and they took it for granted that things used by the previous patient could be used by the next patient after washing them. This resulted in many patients not only developing new diseases without curing the one they were already ill with.

Although I don't know whether people at that time had the common blood diseases in modern times, they still had other diseases. Just in case, even though he knew it would displease the old doctor, Xiji still directly expressed his thoughts, "I, the junior, have a request, and I hope the old gentleman will agree."

The old doctor looked up at him, wanting to hear what he had to say. After all, he was collecting money to help people get rid of their misfortunes. He had also spent a lot of money to see a doctor here. It was just a few more requests, and he didn't think it mattered. He nodded immediately, signaling Xiji to speak directly.

Xiji breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the old doctor was not opposed to it, and at the same time he expressed his thoughts directly: "Doctor, could you please let me clean this set of tools again before giving me the acupuncture?"

Hearing this, the old doctor thought that Xiji was dissatisfied with their carelessness and wanted to clean it again, and he immediately became angry. However, before he could say anything, the boy who had been following him and had not said much spoke first, saying in a stern tone: