Xiong Duoyan's five giant needles pierced Xiao Wu's body. Xiao Wu, who had been unconscious, cried out in pain.
Tang San took one look and thought, This divine doctor really is something. Sure, he's a veterinarian, but he clearly knows his stuff.
"Third Brother, it hurts."
"Xiao Wu, it's okay. Just bear with it for now. I'll go slowly. It'll be over soon."
"Divine doctor, Xiao Wu's awake. What should we do next?"
"Since she's awake, pull out those five needles first."
"Okay, divine doctor."
Tang San first pulled out the needle stuck in Xiao Wu's arm.
With a cry of "Ah!" Xiao Wu screamed in pain again.
That was because the needle had barbs.
Tang San hadn't noticed when he pulled it out, and the needle came away with several strands of hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit meat.
"Ah, Third Brother, go slower. You're hurting me."
"Okay, Xiao Wu. I'll take it slow. It'll be over soon."
After four more agonizing rabbit-killing screams from Xiao Wu, Tang San finally pulled out the remaining four needles.
Xiao Wu successfully passed out from the pain.
When Tang San saw that she'd fainted, his heart ached terribly.
"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry. Third Brother hurt you."
"Divine doctor, I've pulled them all out, but Xiao Wu passed out from the pain. What should I do?"
"Do you only know how to ask what to do?"
"With me, the divine doctor, here, what are you afraid of?"
"Next, we disinfect the wounds."
"Disinfect them? Do we need alcohol? I'll go get some."
"Wait. Who said we needed alcohol to disinfect them?"
"But, divine doctor, isn't alcohol what you use to disinfect wounds?"
"Foolish. Just look at how badly your friend's hurt. Alcohol won't do much good at this point."
"Then what should we use instead?"
"Chili sauce!"