299 Curing Lin Mingqing

Lin Yuelan took out a shiny silver needle and said to him, "I will clear the blood clot in your brain first. The third needle will hurt a little, and you have to bear with it."

As she spoke, Lin Yuelan found the right acupuncture point on his head and inserted a needle. Lin Mingqing's expression did not change at all, and he still looked like a fool. After the second needle was inserted, Lin Mingqing still looked the same.

The third needle was a nine-inch-long silver needle. It was inserted into the center of Lin Mingqing's head until only an inch could be seen.

Lin Mingqing's expression began to change. His face turned ferocious and twisted as if he was suffering from great and unbearable pain.

His hands began to clench into fists, and the veins on his wrists popped out. He wanted to raise his hands to remove the source of the pain.