Ye Qing moved with lightning speed, leaving the old man no time to react. With a few gestures, the old man spat out several mouthfuls of black blood.
Beside him, Yelu Ying and the young man's expressions changed, quickly trying to intervene, but it was already too late.
"What are you doing?" Yelu Ying asked anxiously, thinking Ye Qing was attacking the old man.
The young man clenched his fists, looking poised to fiercely confront Ye Qing.
"It's okay!" The old man repressed his bloody coughs and stopped Yelu Ying and the young man, saying, "I'm fine. This young man helped to unblock my meridians, expelling the congealed blood... The internal injuries are already much healed!"
Yelu Ying and the young man were taken aback; who would have expected that Ye Qing's simple gestures could heal the old man's prolonged injury so substantially? Ye Qing's moves were truly extraordinary!
