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"Stand still!" Song Xiaodong stood in front of Qian Yu, already holding two silver needles in his hand.
Ellington and Xiang Te had both crowded over, full of curiosity about acupuncture, a medical skill they had only heard of but never seen before.
He Wenbai observed closely, for him, every observation of Song Xiaodong's technique was an opportunity to learn.
Qian Yu shuddered at the sight of Song Xiaodong's long silver needles, "This... such long needles?"
"Are you being treated or not?" Song Xiaodong asked indifferently.
"This... Yes!" Qian Yu clenched his teeth. He was really in pain now, and besides, with two directors and two foreign experts present, he imagined Song Xiaodong wouldn't dare harm him.
Xiang Te couldn't help asking, "Mr. Song, are you planning to insert the needles directly into his heart?"
Song Xiaodong nodded, "That's right."
