Doctor and His Glamorous Sister-in-Law

With all dozen or so silver needles inserted into Fu Yan's body, Liu Ergou took a deep breath and channeled the Qi within his body into the silver needles.

In an instant, the dozen or so needles began to hum.

Meanwhile, Fu Yan, who was lying on the bed, felt a burst of intense pain spreading out from where the needles were inserted. The pain penetrated to the very marrow of his bones. But even a pain so profound couldn't make Fu Yan let out a single cry.

Liu Ergou clearly saw that Fu Yan, who had been relatively relaxed just moments before, was now gripping the edge of the bed so tightly that the veins on his arms were bulging. One could only imagine the agony he was in. Yet even so, Fu Yan made no sound, stubbornly enduring it all. This couldn't help but stir a sliver of respect for the man in Liu Ergou.

Others might not have known, but Liu Ergou knew this pain all too well. Nine out of ten people subjected to it would scream their heads off, louder than a pig being slaughtered. As for the one remaining, they would have simply passed out from the pain. People like Fu Yan, who could bear it without so much as a whimper, were exceedingly rare.

Initially, Liu Ergou had thought Fu Yan wouldn't be able to hold out, but this outcome was truly unexpected.

Seeing Fu Yan gripping the bed for dear life, Liu Ergou couldn't help but whisper a reminder, "Uncle Fu, you have to hold on! This is just the beginning. You'll have to endure this pain for almost a full half-hour! If you really can't take it, just tell me, and I can knock you out."

Just as Liu Ergou finished speaking and was about to begin the next step of the treatment, Fu Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Heh... Little Brother Er Gou... this little bit of pain is nothing. I can handle it. It's a piece of cake for me! Just get on with the treatment. I can definitely endure it!"

Hearing Fu Yan's words, Liu Ergou said no more and simply gave a solemn nod. He then pushed the Qi from his body, channeling it through the silver needles and into Fu Yan. In the next second, the pain intensified again, and the sudden increase made Fu Yan let out a muffled groan.

Although the treatment was excruciating, the effects were immediate. Fu Yan began to sweat profusely from the pain, but the sweat wasn't clear. It was an inky black. Along with the black sweat came a stench so foul that even Liu Ergou couldn't help but squint.

At the same time, the tormented Fu Yan also noticed a change in his body. He had always felt a certain heaviness, but now he was beginning to feel lighter. Although the pain was extreme, this new sensation was remarkably clear. It was a painful yet elating experience.

Seeing the black sweat being expelled from Fu Yan's body, Liu Ergou nodded in satisfaction and flicked the vibrating needles again. Instantly, their buzzing grew louder and their frequency increased, raising the pain by another notch. In response, Fu Yan began to sweat even more profusely.

In what felt like the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. Throughout this time, Fu Yan remained in a state of extreme agony. And while Fu Yan was suffering, Liu Ergou was far from relaxed, his eyes locked on his patient, afraid of missing the slightest change. When the half-hour was finally over, both Fu Yan and Liu Ergou breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Ergou then gently flicked the silver needles, which had been buzzing for half an hour, one last time.

A miraculous scene unfolded. The needles, which had been buzzing incessantly, suddenly fell silent. Liu Ergou moved in a flash. As if under some command, the dozen or so silver needles instantly detached from Fu Yan's body and obediently flew back into Liu Ergou's hand.

Liu Ergou put away the needles and said to Fu Yan, who was still lying on the bed, "Alright, Uncle Fu. Your treatment for today is finished. You should hurry and take a shower. The smell on you right now isn't very pleasant!"

Saying this, Liu Ergou took his silver needles and sat down to the side. The treatment had consumed a great deal of his energy. After all, Fu Yan's condition was no minor ailment. It was a major illness—a very serious one, the kind considered essentially incurable.

Hearing Liu Ergou's words, Fu Yan, who had been lying on the bed the whole time, tentatively tried to get up. He expected to be incredibly sore all over, but to his surprise, he felt no pain at all. Instead, a wave of relief washed over him, as if a great stone had been lifted from his body. He was astonished.

Just as he was about to speak, a rancid stench assaulted his nostrils. He quickly pinpointed the source—it was coming from his own body.

Fu Yan found it unbearable. Without another word, he hurried to the bathroom to take a shower.

After showering for some time, Fu Yan returned to the study wrapped in a bathrobe. As soon as he entered, he eagerly asked, "Little Brother Er Gou, I…"

Before he could finish, Liu Ergou cut him off. "Uncle Fu, you don't have to call me 'Little Brother Er Gou.' Just 'Er Gou' is fine. No need to be so formal."

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Alright, I won't stand on ceremony then! Er Gou, is my illness considered cured? Do I not need any more treatments?"

Liu Ergou shook his head.

"Not at all."

"Uncle Fu, you should understand how serious your illness is. Do you think a single treatment could possibly cure it? I'm afraid only a deity could heal you in one go!"

Fu Yan chuckled sheepishly at that. "Hahaha, I'm just a bit anxious, you know! I thought my illness would be cured after this one treatment!"

Liu Ergou replied, "It can't be cured with one treatment. This session merely expelled a portion of the cancer cells from your body to get the condition under control. To be completely cured, you'll need at least three to five more treatments before you can fully recover."

Hearing this, Fu Yan asked, puzzled, "Er Gou, can't you just expel all the cancer cells in one go? Three to five times sounds like a lot of trouble. It's so many sessions, can't you do it in fewer?"