Then Qihui helped Taiyuan Yilang to lie down on the bed. Hasegawa skillfully flicked the needle over the candle a few times and then said firmly.
"This needle first seals your acupuncture points, preventing those filthy things in your body from spreading further..."
"Filthy things?"
"That's right, it's stuff others have injected into you."
"Whoosh..."
A needle was directly pierced into Taiyuan Yilang's forehead! Subsequently, Hasegawa murmured a string of incantations non-stop, looking all mystical.
However, after this needle was inserted, his face became very ugly. Not only did his complexion turn worse, but even Taiyuan Yilang, lying on the sickbed, turned ashen-faced, his expression more grim, as if his condition was worsening.
As time ticked away, Hasegawa felt increasingly uncertain, because usually the patients' complexion would improve significantly when he inserted the first needle, but Taiyuan Yilang's facial change was the exact opposite.
