Zhang Xiaomeng quickly inserted the needles, without a hint of hesitation.
Of course, in order to ensure that Liu Daqiang had a good experience, he couldn't help but include a bit of personal vendetta.
He sneakily added a few extra needles to the same acupuncture points all over Liu Daqiang's body.
Before long, Liu Daqiang had turned into a porcupine, wailing incessantly.
"Doctor Zhang, how, how come it hurts so much?" Liu Daqiang's face was contorted with pain.
Zhang Xiaomeng said with a face full of regret, "This is just the beginning."
"Your condition has been around for decades, once you get through this, you'll be fine," Zhang Xiaomeng declared seriously.
Hearing this, Liu Daqiang also gritted his teeth and steeled his heart.
"Alright, I understand."
"Doctor Zhang, please continue," Liu Daqiang said, clutching a pillow tightly between his teeth, refusing to let go.
A trace of amusement flashed across Zhang Xiaomeng's face, but it was fleeting.
