Inside the room.
Lin Feng's fingers moved swiftly, flying as he inserted the needles.
The speed was dazzling, making it impossible to see the movements between his fingers clearly.
At this moment, Zhou Sanqiang, lying on the bed, was already sweating all over, the sweat flowing through his pores, completely soaking through the entire bedsheet!
And Lin Feng's forehead was also covered with more and more sweat, dripping continuously.
Beside him, Zhou Zhenbang kept wiping away his sweat.
Lin Feng's entire back was soaked with sweat, performing such a high-intensity technique like Hua Tuo's Nine Needles, finding the acupoints and inserting the needles with precision, was not something just anyone could achieve!
Even someone with a physique comparable to a top-tier special forces soldier like Lin Feng found it exhausting, let alone those frail old traditional Chinese doctors!
"Hmm..."
A muffled groan escaped from Zhou Sanqiang.
It seemed he was beginning to feel the pain.
