Su Chen said indifferently, "In a moment, when I need to open up your meridians, you'll be able to expel the waste gases from your body smoothly."
"Oh..." Han Qiuyun seemed to half-understand.
Following that, Su Chen took out the silver needles.
A total of one hundred and eight silver needles.
"Here are one hundred and eight silver needles in total. Each needle can open up a meridian in your body. The more meridians you open, the more Inner Strength you will receive. So, try to endure as much as possible..." Su Chen breathed in lightly.
"Mhm." Han Qiuyun nodded.
"Will it hurt a lot?" Han Qiuyun asked, looking at Su Chen holding the silver needles.
As a practitioner of Chinese medicine, she was actually not afraid of acupuncture.
After all, the needles she had stuck into herself were countless.
If it was just the pain from acupuncture, let alone one hundred and eight needles, even two hundred and eight or three hundred and eight, she could bear it.
