The tone held a hint of pettiness, like a child feeling aggrieved yet stubborn.
"Alright, I'm going to insert the needle now." Xia Mian said, pinching a needle between two fingers, aiming at the acupuncture point on the man's leg, and gently inserted it.
The small silver needle seemed to pierce directly into the man's pain nerves. His face changed instantly, and his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.
This pain seemed to be on his leg, yet it spread throughout his body, as if needles were piercing him all over.
The boy bit his lip hard, not allowing himself to make a sound.
Pain...
He actually felt pain. Since being paralyzed, his bones twisted and deformed, his body gradually lost sensation, he hadn't felt pain for a long time!
When he was in such pain that he doubted his existence, Xia Mian inserted the second needle.
The second needle made him question his life even more than the first.
