The Turn of Events

Watching Old Sun administer the acupuncture, Lin Qingzhu couldn't help moving closer to Ning Wangshu. She lowered her voice and asked, "Wangshu, can he cure Yingying's uncle?"

Ning Wangshu gave a slight shake of his head and quietly replied, "There's no way. Yingying's uncle isn't ill at all. Someone used a Curse Technique on him."

"That old doctor may truly be skilled, but he's still just an ordinary person. Unless he can break the other person's Curse Technique, how could Yingying's uncle get any better?"

Lin Qingzhu looked up at Wu Fengming on the bed in surprise. "Yingying's uncle was actually cursed by someone?"

"Mm."

Ning Wangshu answered softly, then added, "Let's wait and see. Once the other person is at a loss, I'll step in and break the Curse Technique inside Yingying's uncle."

Lin Qingzhu nodded slightly.

As Old Sun continued with the acupuncture, Wu Fengming was soon covered in silver needles. Beads of sweat began to appear on Old Sun's forehead.

After inserting another needle, Old Sun studied Wu Fengming's condition and broke into a smile. He let out a small sigh of relief, then looked up at Xu Sufen and Wu Jiaqi. "You two, it seems my acupuncture has worked. I only need to insert the last needle between Mr. Wu's brows. After a little while, his symptoms should improve considerably..."

At that, everyone turned to look.

Wu Fengming's complexion had indeed improved noticeably. Some color had returned to his face, and he no longer looked as dark and purplish as before.

Xu Sufen and Wu Jiaqi were overjoyed.

Xu Sufen quickly thanked the old man. "Thank you, Divine Doctor Sun!"

Wu Jiaqi also looked pleased. "As expected of Divine Doctor Sun. Unlike certain people who don't know their place and do nothing but spout nonsense. Hmph."