Ling Chuxi pierced a few gold needles into Jiang Wuhen's back to release the blood clots that had formed and then sprinkled on some medicinal powder.
Jiang Wuhen felt a wave of coldness on his back and the waves of pain and stagnation in his internal organs felt much better. He knew that Ling Chuxi was helping him by providing treatment.
"It seems like I thought too much," said Jiang Wuhen with an awkward smile.
Ling Chuxi ignored him and continued to pierce needle after needle into his skin. Slowly, the deep brown palm print on Jiang Wuhen's back changed into a fresher redder color. And then, as the blood clots slowly dispersed, the palm print also became that much lighter.
