Chen Xuan ignored the opposition, taking out the silver needles he carried.
"Uncle Xiao, lie down and relax," Chen Xuan smiled as he signaled.
"Alright."
Xiao Wencheng lay flat, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his chest.
"Haha, planning to use acupuncture?"
"Acupuncture for cancer treatment, never heard of it!"
Director Sun sneered, mocking Chen Xuan's treatment plan.
Zhang Hui was uneasy, afraid that Chen Xuan might make a mess and worsen Xiao Wencheng's condition.
Xiao Yiyi looked relaxed, not a hint of tension, "Mom, don't worry, Chen Xuan will definitely cure Dad's illness."
"Hum, I'll say this upfront, if it worsens your father's condition, I won't spare him!" Zhang Hui snorted softly.
Everyone watched Chen Xuan, each with different expressions.
A few silver needles were deployed, piercing various acupuncture points.
It wasn't like the usual old Chinese medicine practitioner's technique at all.
"This is simply reckless!"
