The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Handing Yolanda the tools he needed was the best response.

Yolanda, who had received silver needles number three to nine, pierced the acupoints in Uriah’s chest, abdomen, and face with the silver needles as he waved his right hand.

Yolanda’s hand movements were so fast that the hospital director could not see them clearly.

However, the hospital director noticed that the silver needle stabbed into Uriah’s acupoints kept vibrating slightly, stimulating the nerves without any sign of stopping.

“Special needle treatment? Is this traditional medicine?” The hospital director asked.

“Yes, it’s traditional medicine,” Chyntia answered for Yolanda.

“Traditional medicine is outdated, and many of its treatments have no basis in modern medicine,” The hospital director said proudly.

no basis is only because the mystery hasn’t been discovered. Besides, it doesn’t matter. What matters is

rudely, but what he said made sense. It bothered Chyntia, but

pressure to Uriah’s body with special needle

are you doing now?” The hospital director continued

could not answer him this

said flatly, “When the human body is poisoned, your immune system automatically kicks in and fights against the toxin. During this process, human organs and tissues would naturally produce some changes

you can stimulate

the theory?” The hospital director

theory. Can’t you ask something else?” Chyntia snapped, unable to stand it

looked at Yolanda stubbornly,

the theory. I learned from trial and error on many wounded and poisoned companions. Generally speaking, I don’t know why it works, but I