Chapter 144: Nine Yang Needle Technique

Unconcealable shock flooded everyone's faces.

Just a second ago, Mr. Zhou the Elder had been violently coughing up blood, his face ashen-white as paper. Everyone thought he was dead.

But now, he had somehow sat up all by himself!

Furthermore, his complexion was returning to a healthy red at a visible rate. His once sallow, withered face was revitalized, like a dead tree sprouting in spring. His previously turbid, dim eyes now radiated with vigor, his gaze as sharp as a torch!

What… what in the world was going on?!

Everyone in the examination room was dumbstruck, their eyes wide and their mouths agape, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Im... Impossible!!"