Yao Wuya's whole body trembled, enduring an extremely intense pain, unable even to speak. His eyes were wide open, displaying a dead grey.
"Seal!"
Lin Hao, worried that Yao Wuya couldn't withstand it, swiftly pressed down on his hand with agile movements. His fingertips, glowing with golden Primordial Qi, replaced the medicinal liquid and flowed into his body.
The Primordial Qi entered the body, circulating through his organs, and the painful expression on Yao Wuya's face finally lessened somewhat.
Meanwhile, from the other hand of Lin Hao, he plucked a strand of white hair from Yao Wuya, flicked it gently, and like a silver needle, it precisely pierced into an acupuncture point on Yao Wuya's body.
Only then did the painful expression on Yao Wuya's face slowly fade away.
He gasped heavily, as if a great burden had been lifted.
"Old master, next, the formal treatment will begin. It will be quite painful, so bear with it."
