1297 Mr. Chen, Please!

"How… How did I get bitten? Why?" Ding Ding'ao was completely shaken.

"Master Ao! Don't panic! You know how to suppress the snake's venom right? Heal yourself first! Hurry!" Zhou Xiaokun reminded the panic-stricken Ding Ding'ao.

The skin on Wang Mengyu's thigh was completely dried up. Once the venom gets past her waist, it would then enter her vital organs and there would be no way to save her. 

"Yes! I… I do!" Ding Ding'ao shook his head to clear his mind. He picked up a silver needle with his left hand and began penetrating a dozen of large pulses into his body just as he had done earlier.

Ding Ding'ao had once undergone rigorous training and was very skilled at acupuncture. Even though he was using his left hand, he was still able to do it as quickly, precisely and steadily!

With all of the needles in place, the Xingxiu Faction disciples gasped in admiration.