Lin Yang took out silver needles from his medical kit, but Chen Zhuan refused to accept them as soon as he saw them.
"I don't want to!"
Later, after Lin Yang persuaded him to transfer the money, he reluctantly agreed.
Long, slender fingers precisely pierced various acupoints on Chen Zhuan's body.
His brows furrowed slightly, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
Afei, on the other hand, looked nervous, but he trusted Lin Yang.
A few minutes later, Lin Yang skillfully put away the silver needles.
"alright."
When he slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy gaze visibly cleared.
"I feel like I'm a bit more clear-headed now, and I don't feel like drinking as much anymore."
"Acupuncture can only temporarily relieve your symptoms. Whether you can quit drinking completely is up to you."
Lin Yang thought Chen Zhuan didn't seem like a bad kid at all; if he really went down this path, there would be no turning back.
"You are still young and have a long road ahead of you. Don't let alcohol ruin your life."
He lay on the sofa, looking somewhat listless after all that fuss, and responded weakly.
"Brother, you're amazing!" But as soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhuan suddenly straightened up, covered his mouth with both hands, and vomited violently.
Ah Fei looked terrified and hurriedly asked.
"What exactly is going on?"
Lin Yang was also quite startled; he hadn't expected Chen Zhuan to react this way.
But he quickly calmed down and raised his hand to signal Ah Fei not to rush.
It's probably not as simple as just alcoholism.
"What exactly happened to you?" He walked up to Chen Zhuan and looked at him.
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