The onlookers held their breaths as they watched the scene. The atmosphere was a little tense.
Next, Chi Jiao placed a few needles on Old Master Meng's forehead.
From head to toe, Old Master Meng had a total of nine needles on him.
This was Chi Jiao's exclusive therapy.
Coupled with the medicine she had given him, the effects were excellent.
Old Master Meng endured the immense pain with gritted teeth as he remained motionless.
When the surrounding onlookers saw Old Master Meng's face gradually turning pale and his forehead covered in a cold sweat, they couldn't help but start to have second thoughts.
Would this really work?
Why did Old Master Meng look even worse than before?
"Grandpa Meng looks like he's in a lot of pain." Huo Wanwan couldn't help but speak again. She looked at him worriedly and then at Chi Jiao. "Chi Jiao, is your method really effective? Can't you see that Grandpa Meng is enduring a lot of pain right now?"
