The guardian's sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 12

Greg was shocked. “Master Graham, nine-needles… what?” Hugo was confused, so he asked with a

frown. “Shut up!” Greg yelled, and Hugo shut his mouth. Greg did not even bother with Hugo. He only

stared at Sean’s actions with wide eyes. Sean was incredibly skilled. He made Old Master Larson lean

on the back of the chair. After sterilizing the silver needles, he began to insert them. The silver needles

gleamed coldly and varied in length, giving people a sense of great danger. However, the silver

needles, which looked extremely dangerous, turned out to have an ornamental effect as Sean inserted

them. His hands went up and down, and the silver needles were inserted into the acupoints accurately.

“Center of the chest, life-gate, four inches above the belly button…” “Hsss!” Greg mouthed as his eyes Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

widened. Acupuncture was extremely dangerous. Not only should the acupoints be inserted correctly,

but also the depth of the insertion had to be controlled with precision. Sean was expressionless. He

inserted them as casually as he ate and drank. As his hands went up and down, the silver needles in

his hands were already inserted into Old Master Larson’s acupoints. Hugo and Homer looked at the

silver needles on Old Master Larson with fear. With his limited knowledge of acupuncture, Greg could

tell Sean’s technique was perfect! However, it only took him less than half a minute to do what others

might need an hour to complete! Thump! Sean flicked his finger. The nine silver needles seemed to

come alive and vibrate nonstop. “Hsss!” “It’s really… it really is Asclepius Nine Needles Acupuncture!”

Greg was dumbfounded and could not help exclaiming. Sean turned to look at Greg and said

indifferently, “You have a good eye.” “Yes! Yes!” Greg’s face turned red. He immediately shut his mouth

and dared not speak anymore. His eyes fixed on Sean’s palm, wondering if he could learn a thing or

two. However, Sean was too fast. He was so fast it was hard to see. Five minutes later, with a wave of

Sean’s hand, he had retrieved the nine silver needles. “Old Master Larson, how do you feel?” Sean

asked lightly as he slowly put the needle box away. “Whew!” Old Master Larson, who had kept his eyes

closed, let out a long breath. Then Homer realized Old Master Larson’s face was covered with sweat at

some point. It was not too hot, but Old Master Larson was sweating like he was under the rain. His

sweat was not transparent. It seemed to be cloudy. “Amazing! Relaxing!” “It’s better than a sauna!” Old

Master Larson wiped his sweat and felt relaxed. It was as if he was instantly more than ten years

younger. “Thank you, Mr. Lennon!” Homer was happy and immediately thanked Sean as he clasped his

hands. Sean waved his hand casually and said nothing. “Mr. Lennon, thank you for healing me! “If you

want anything from the Larson family, just ask away, Mr. Lennon! “The Larson family still have some

influence in River City.” Old Master Larson immediately got up and looked at Sean seriously. “Old

Master, you don’t have to do that, do you? “He just did simple acupuncture. Whether you’re cured still

needs further observation.” Hugo frowned, sounding upset. He had brought Greg here to treat Old

Master Larson, wanting to win favor with Old Master Larson. Unexpectedly, Homer found a cripple from

somewhere and stole his limelight! It was too much for Hugo. “No need! I think I’m cured now!” Old

Master Larson laughed and said as he waved his hand. “Old Master, no! “It’s not up to you or this

cripple to say whether you’re cured. “Let Master Graham check your pulse before we conclude!” With

that said, Hugo turned to Greg and asked, “What do you think, Master Graham?” However, Greg did

not even look at Hugo. Instead, he looked at Sean with excitement. The next moment, Greg jerked

forward and bowed deeply to Sean. “Mr. Lennon, I didn’t know you’re a miracle doctor! “Please forgive

me for my disrespect!” Greg made a 90-degree bow to Sean and looked extremely respectful.

Everyone was dumbfounded! Greg was old enough to be Sean’s grandfather after all. He was also a

renowned master of medicine, who many rich and powerful families regarded as a VIP. However, he

was now bowing to a cripple… a cripple in his twenties? It was… Unbelievable! “It’s nothing.” Sean said

as he waved his hand slightly. “Yes! Yes!” “I’m sorry for being bold, but I want to learn from Mr. Lennon.

I wonder…” What Greg said next once again shocked Old Master Larson and the others. Sean was

only in his twenties. Could he be Greg’s master? It was indeed absurd. However, Greg did not find it

ridiculous. He looked serious. In any field, anyone knowledgeable was the teacher.