The Modern Immortal

Treatment part 3

Daemon did not have time to bother about the old man's shocked expression as he immediately poured in a stream of spiritual energy after pricking a gold needle into Old Jin's acupuncture point.

Then, with the slight twitch of his right thumb, another gold needle leaped from his palm to between his fingers. With a slight pinch, it pierced into another acupuncture point on Old Jin's chest!

The third, the fourth, the fifth…

Daemon seemed calm and collected, but his gaze was extremely focused. Even though he was applying the needles with one hand, the entire process was in constant fluid motion. It did not look like a treatment, but instead a beautiful piece of art!

By the time the sixth gold needle was pricked into his body, a flash of pain could be seen in Old Jin's eyes, which worsened as time went by, but he clenched his fist and held it together!

As one of the best doctors in A Country would know better than anyone that it was the most crucial period for Daemon then, he definitely did not want to cause any trouble for Daemon.

As the eighth gold needle broke his skin, Old Jin was already in unbearable pain and his body was trembling uncontrollably!

As Daemon poured in the eighth stream of spiritual energy, he felt that the Golden Statue's aura had been completely depleted, thus, he casually left the Golden Statue on the ground.

Following the depletion of the Golden Statue's spiritual energy, the spiritual energy within Daemon's body had completely mobilized just in time.

With a seven-inch needle in his right hand, a hint of somberness appeared on his face as he quietly poured his spiritual energy into the needle.

Depending on the differences between the illness and location, the sequence and method of inserting the needles for the Nine Heavenly Chakra Needles Technique would naturally differ.

But no matter what variation of the Nine Heavenly Chakra Needles Technique it was, the most important needle was always the last one!

Even the slightest deviation, be it pricking too deep or too shallow by half even a millimeter, would reduce the effect drastically.

Using his left hand that had been freed up earlier, Daemon gently held onto Old Jin's shoulder that was trembling due to the immense pain. His right hand was still as steady as a rock as he aligned the needle with another major acupuncture point before slowly inserting it in.

*Pfff!*

Before Daemon could let go of the needle after directing the ninth stream of spiritual energy into his body, Old Jin had already spat a mouthful of purplish-brown blood onto Daemon's face!

"Er…Elder, you really are impolite. I was ready to duck but I guess I still wasn't fast enough!"

Obviously, Daemon had known that the old man would spit blood after all nine needles were inserted.

However, a huge amount of spiritual energy had been drained from Daemon's body, thus, he could only casually joke about it as he bitterly wiped the blood off his face.

He knew that as long as the old man spat out a mouthful of purplish-brown blood, he would be fine for now.

"Grandpa!"  Jin Ning'er suddenly busted through the door with tears streaming down her face, resembling a flower in the pouring rain. She quickly ran in and shoved Daemon aside with strength that seemingly came out of nowhere.

"Grandpa, what happened to you? You were still alright before this, why are you spitting out blood now?! Don't scare me, grandpa…"

 Jin Ning'er turned around and shot Daemon a death glare with her bloodshot eyes and yelled, "Do you even know how to do acupuncture? Since when did traditional Traditional acupuncture cause people to vomit blood?"

"If anything happens to my grandfather, I'll never forgive you!"

Jin Ning'er exploded at Daemon like an angered little lion the moment she saw her grandfather violently vomiting blood without even clarifying anything beforehand.

It was never in  Jin Ning'er's personality to obediently stay outside the door after leaving the room.

No one would dare to casually disturb the place where Old Jin stayed unless there was a prior reservation or the old man himself allowed someone in.

Which seventeen-year-old teenage girl would not be curious? In addition, she was never 100% confident in Daemon, thus, she could not help but peek through the door gap.

Her grandfather was seated directly facing the door, thus, she had a clear view of the entire acupuncture process that Daemon was carrying out.

In the beginning, she had been absolutely amazed by Daemon's fluid movements and outrageous acupuncture points, even to the point where she was secretly praising him. But the moment she saw that Old Jin was in pain, her heart was instantly caught in her throat.

As she continued looking, she saw that her grandfather was in so much more pain that his entire body began to tremble, which almost made her bust into the room.

Fortunately, Jin Ning'er herself was also an expert in traditional Traditional medicine and was aware that it was the key point of the acupuncture process for Daemon, so she forced herself to stay put.

However, she could empathize with her grandfather's suffering and tears had started flooding her eyes as her hatred for Daemon grew.

It was at the moment her grandfather vomited blood that she could no longer control herself and busted through the door.

As Daemon was regulating his breathing, he had not expected Jin Ning'er to be this fierce, to shove him aside, almost giving him a stitch.

He could only shake his head while he sighed. Sigh, what on earth did I get myself into? I knew this would happen the moment I try to do some good.

"Don't disturb your grandfather, let him rest for a while…"

Daemon was too lazy to bother about Jin Ning'er after he said his piece and proceeded to close his eyes to regulate his breathing.