But it had only been a few minutes, and already over a hundred silver needles had been inserted into the old man's body!
Even Yin Tian's forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat.
He exhaled deeply and stood there quietly.
After a while, the old man's body suddenly shook, and then his eyes snapped open.
He looked blankly at the ceiling for a moment before gradually regaining his senses.
"Where... where am I…"
He spoke with difficulty, his voice incredibly hoarse.
"You're in your home."
Yin Tian said calmly, then reached out and began to remove the silver needles one by one.
The old man's body was overall quite good. It was only because of the torment of illness that he had become like this.
With Yin Tian treating him, his body was now fully healed. With a few good meals, he would regain his strength completely.
After putting the silver needles back into their case, Yin Tian walked out of the room with the case in hand, "It's done."
