Yang Jing shook his head slightly and whispered, "Doctor, don't be so impatient. Let me explain it to you."

After a pause, Yang Jing pointed at the door of the ward and asked, "I guess you should know the identity of the patient inside?"

The doctor nodded and said, "I know that Mrs. Vivian Aller is of noble status, and I also know that her husband is a wealthy man, but here, status means nothing. No matter what her status is, she only has one status here, and that is a patient!"

Yang Jing nodded slightly and asked, "Then you should know that Mr. Mike Aller donated 10 million US dollars to your center after Vivian was hospitalized, right?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then his expression eased. "We are very grateful for Mr. Ale's donation to our center, so our center will use the best resources to treat Mrs. Ale. Please don't worry about this."

Yang Jing smiled and said, "To tell you the truth, I am Mike Aller's boss. I came here specifically to visit Vivian. Also, I will take up about an hour of your time. During this time, you'd better not try to enter this ward. After I leave, you can check however you want."

As he spoke, Yang Jing raised his hand and looked at his watch. "About ten minutes have passed, so you will need to wait about fifty minutes before you can go in. I hope you understand what I mean. And, if you can abide by what I just said, after I leave, I will ask Mr. Ale to donate another five million dollars to your center. So, whether your center can get these five million dollars depends on whether you can wait quietly for fifty minutes."

Yang Jing's voice was not loud when he said this, but it still stunned the doctor.

The doctor hesitated for a moment, then turned around and left very happily. Of course, when he left, he also called the two nurses and the two bodyguards away.

Nathan and Yang Jing were familiar with each other, and seeing this, he couldn't help but give his boss a thumbs up, and then asked in a low voice: "Boss, if the doctor really waits patiently for fifty minutes, will you really let Mr. Ale donate another five million?"

Yang Jing chuckled and said, "That depends on Vivian's situation in fifty minutes. I just said it casually just now. As for whether to donate or not, that depends on Mike's mood."

This sentence stunned Nathan. Yang Jing chuckled twice, patted the guy on the shoulder, then walked to the armchair next to the ward door and sat down, crossing his legs leisurely.

More than 20 minutes later, Old Mike pushed open the door of the ward and nodded at Yang Jing. Yang Jing then walked into the ward again leisurely. Several tall and strong bodyguards blocked the door again.

Several patients' families, doctors and nurses not far away, after seeing this scene, were pointing and talking here, but no one dared to come over.

When Yang Jing walked into the ward, he saw that Vivian, who was lying on the bed covered with a thin sheet, had a very good complexion. She was no longer as pale as when he saw her just now. This made Yang Jing feel even better.

"Hey, Cole, Mike just told me about your amazing acupuncture skills. Thank you so much."

Yang Jing smiled slightly, "Vivian, I will give you another acupuncture treatment next. As for whether my acupuncture can completely cure your illness, we will have to wait until I finish this acupuncture treatment to determine. So, don't get excited now, relax, and prepare for bed."

Vivian nodded and slowly closed her eyes.

Yang Jing moved his arms and hands again, and then disinfected, moved the needles, and inserted the needles just like last time. Finally, accompanied by dark brown sweat and a strong stench, he pulled the thirty-six shiny silver needles out of Vivian's body.

And compared to the previous acupuncture, this time was obviously more magical, because four silver needles were inserted into Vivian's face alone, one of which was right between her eyebrows.

You know, there is a hard frontal bone between the eyebrows, but this seven or eight centimeter long silver needle was inserted more than halfway...

If it weren’t for the experience just now, Old Mike would probably have jumped up by now.

After doing all this, Yang Jing walked out of the ward again. After Vivian washed and changed her clothes, he would know whether the Five Elements Heaven-Repairing Thirty-Six Needles could completely cure this chronic myeloid leukemia...