"Is there any other way to make Chai Rong remember what happened 20 years ago?"
Things had reached this stage, but they were stuck. Mo Chen's emotions were a little agitated.
Ning Dai pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "I've read a medical book. There's a method recorded in that book. Using silver needles to stimulate some acupuncture points in the brain can make people remember some forgotten things."
"Is this method reliable?" Mo Chen frowned and asked.
"I don't know, I just saw it and memorized it, but I've never tried it." Ning Dai shook her head, and spoke with some uncertainty.
"Is this the only way?" Mo Chen was not willing to give up.
"I remember the acupuncture points in the book, it was not a dangerous acupuncture point, but Chai Rong's situation was special. I can't use him to practice. Why doesn't Second Brother sacrifice himself and let me practice?"
Mo Chen trusted Ning Dai 100%. "Okay."
