Under thousands of watching eyes, the eleven lightly seared needles began oozing out clots of stale blood.   It looked as if eleven tiny worms were crawling down the needles, dispersing into the water, surfacing and dissolving. The elder felt no pain, only some itchiness.  Before their very eyes, his leg rapidly shrank in size. The bruises faded, deflated. A large amount of blood stasis was quickly cleared, gradually healing. "Ah? It...it really works! The pain is gone, my leg feels lighter too. A divine doctor indeed, truly mystical medicine!" The elder

Under Aaron's urgency, Jason first carefully observed his complexion and made a diagnosis. Nodding in understanding, he casually explained: "Your condition is from over-indulgence, causing imbalance in yin and yang energies and damaging your body, rupturing kidney qi.""In short, the kidneys are ruptured. Like a leaky funnel, no matter how much is poured in, it cannot be retained. Kidney-tonifying pills are not ineffective, but their effects are lost, unable to accumulate."Hearing this, Dennis Campbell and Jerry Parker were enlightened, but their expressions quickly changed as they cried out in shock: "Kidney rupture? Then...then it can't be cured no matter what!"In Chinese medicine, this was a notoriously difficult condition. External illnesses were easy to treat, but internal damage was as hard as scaling the heavens. And kidney rupture was one of the most difficult!"What? In...incurable? You're...you're divine doctors, how can you not cure a measly illness like this?" Aaron exc

"What? Why sell a perfectly good car?" James Brown was shocked, thinking she was joking. He had only just gotten this luxury ride.But shockingly, Mary Martinez mumbled ambiguously: "I...I lost money gambling, so I borrowed some from people. Now they're here to collect and the amount has grown..." James Brown was startled. Seeing her uneasy expression, his face paled as he asked sharply: "How much did you borrow?""Not a lot, just...just over ten thousand USD!" "Over ten thousand?" James Brown cried out, then relaxed in relief, sighing: "That's fine, not too bad. We can figure out a way to borrow some, didn't I say not to gamble. You just can't change."But as he rambled, James Brown suddenly felt something amiss. Usually she would explode at his nagging, yet now she just huddled there silently."Something's off. What are you hiding from me? What's the real story with that money?" James Brown slammed the brakes at the roadside, face pale.Seeing his anger, Mary Martinez hesitated. F

She was in important negotiations with foreign clients when the call came. Though pained, she'd rushed over immediately. Yet everything was fake! She was so furious her blood pressure rose, making her dizzy and nauseous. How could they do this?Just then, seven or eight burly men barged into the room, sneering coldly, "Which one's Mary Martinez?"Mary Martinez and James Brown's faces drained of color. Why were they here? Hadn't the loans been repaid? What more did they want?"I'm her daughter, who are you?" Susan frowned, immediately on guard.These men reeked of malice, covered in tattoos and scars. Ordinary people would be scared witless by them."Her daughter? Heh, that makes things easy. Your mom still owes us $300,000. It's time you settled that debt, don't you think?" A tattooed man leered."What? $300,000?" Before Susan could react, Mary Martinez cried out first."You're robbing us! That BMW was worth nearly $2 million. I only borrowed $100,000, I already paid you back enough!

Before the rest could react, more thuds rang out as the thugs cried out clutching their heads. In a blink, only the tattooed man remained."How...how is this possible? Everyone's down?" He looked on in horror, eyes bulging. It had been eight against one, yet they lost in mere moments?Though not experts, his men were vicious fighters. At least capable of taking three or four men each, they'd even escaped from being surrounded by over sixty enemies before. Yet now they were all down?What kind of monster was this guy?"Scum like you who bully the weak are better off dead!" Jason said icily, his killing intent erupting.Just then, a figure rolled and scrambled desperately towards them, not daring to delay a second."Mr. Aaron?" The tattooed man cried out joyfully and threw himself over. "Mr. Aaron, trouble! This punk made trouble and insulted you! You must kill him!"Laughing madly at Jason, he yelled, "You're dead, punk! No saving you for hitting me. I'm fucking your woman right in f