The toxin naturally remains, but due to the acupuncture in the morning dispersing some of it and Cui Boyong's good constitution, there are no signs of worsening for the time being.
"Dr. Yang, can my illness really be cured?"
Cui Boyong looked at him, with some expectation in his eyes, and also a bit of anxiety.
"If I say it can be cured, then it definitely can."
Yang Cheng spoke with certainty, taking out the Silver Needle from his arms and pricking Cui Boyong a few times on the head to hold the spreading toxin in check.
Cui Boyong exhaled deeply, feeling that the swelling pain in his head had eased considerably, making him more convinced of Yang Cheng's medical skills.
"Miss Cui, would you please prepare a room for me? I need to decoct medicine and light the lamp."
Yang Cheng put away the Silver Needle and spoke to Cui Yunzhi.
"The room next door is a tea room, it's spacious and well-ventilated, you should decoct the medicine there."
Cui Yunzhi hurriedly led the way.
