Manager Yin was done for.
A huge spoon stood upright in his esophagus. It was unbearably uncomfortable.
"Senior, you wiped out my entire headquarters in one fell swoop. Could you... spare my life?"
Fishing Elder looked at him. "Does it really hurt that much?"
"Senior, I can't fake this!"
"Want it taken out?"
"Yes."
"Why don't you go to the bathroom and try pushing?"
Manager Yin waved his hand. "Senior, the intestines are curved, but this spoon... this spoon is straight!"
"Oh, so we straighten out your intestines?"
"No..." Manager Yin said. "We need to find a way to take it out from above."
Fishing Elder sighed. "I'm the only one who truly cares about you."
"Yes."
"Call this number."
"This is...?"
"The number for Long Aotian, the Divine Doctor of the Northern Country! He'll be able to help!"
"Alright, thank you, Senior."
Manager Yin dialed the number. The other side answered. "Hello, who is this?"
Manager Yin said with difficulty, "Are you Long Aotian, the Divine Doctor of the Northern Country?"
"That's me. Make it quick, I'm busy."
"I... swallowed a spoon. I need your help."
Long Aotian was kneeling on the ground. He looked at the phone. "Why did you eat a spoon?"
"Don't worry about that! Just tell me if you can treat it!"
"Of course I can," Long Aotian said. "Use silver needles to stimulate the acupoints, then use King's Aura to force it upward. Once a little of it pokes out at the throat, you can pull it out with tweezers."
"How do I do that?"
"If anyone could do it just by hearing you explain it with your mouth, what the fuck would they need me for?"
"Alright, alright, Mr. Long, please come over immediately. I'm in urgent need here."
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