Noon, the next day.
As agreed, Ge Zhou brought everything and came over to Ye Qiu's room.
Ye Qiu had also finished his preparations, fully on guard, waiting for Ge Zhou's arrival.
Seeing Ge Zhou come in, Ye Qiu and Ge Zhou exchanged a look, and both felt the atmosphere grow a bit heavy.
Both Ye Qiu and Ge Zhou were under some pressure.
Because whether it was Ye Qiu or Ge Zhou, neither of them had absolute confidence that this treatment would succeed.
However, since they were both ready, there was no more need to wait. While Ge Zhou spread out the small pouch packed with densely arranged silver needles on the table, he seriously reminded Ye Qiu, "Let me say this first, the process might bring about intense pain. You can endure it, right?"
"I can endure it."
Ye Qiu let out a breath and answered Ge Zhou firmly. There was no wavering in his gaze.
As long as he could repair the injuries in his meridians, enduring pain was nothing at all.
"Good. In that case, let's begin!!!"
