Chapter 433 My life is yours. Her fingertips seemed to have eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, they precisely landed near the old scar on the right side of his neck, which had faded to the point of being almost invisible, and pressed it lightly.
"This is it." Su Yi'an's voice was very close, as if it were right next to his ear. "Fourteen years old, cut by falling rocks, right?"
Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat.
She...she even knows this?
Before he could even be shocked, an explosive sensation of soreness, numbness, swelling, and pain suddenly erupted from where Su Tang's thumb had pressed, like an electrified snake instantly coursing through his entire right side! From his neck to his shoulder, then to his entire right arm, and finally converging at the tip of his unresponsive index finger!
"Well!"
Jiang Yan groaned, the veins on his forehead bulging instantly, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the bed sheet so tightly.
It hurts so much!
This was not ordinary muscle soreness at all, but a kind of excruciating pain that seemed to emanate from the very bones and the deepest nerves, almost making him, a tough man who wouldn't even flinch when shot on the battlefield, cry out in pain!
"Bear with it." Su Tang's voice remained calm and even, but the pressure on her hand increased slightly. Her thumb pressed down deeply with an extremely slow yet firm force, even carrying a hint of rotating power. "The fascia and nerve tissue here have developed severe adhesions due to the old injury that wasn't treated properly. The knots have been forming for many years, as intricate as the roots of an old tree. You can't break them apart without applying force. This is just the beginning."
Jiang Yan clenched his teeth tightly, swallowing back the cry of pain that almost escaped his throat.
Sweat, like beads from a broken string, seeped continuously from his forehead and the tip of his nose, quickly soaking a large area of his pillowcase.
He now truly understands that Su Tang's earlier statement, "It can make a grown man cry and wail in pain," was no joke.
Su Tang's massage lasted for about ten minutes.
Ten minutes felt like an eternity to Jiang Yan.
When Su Tang finally let go, he felt as if he had just been pulled out of the water, completely exhausted, with the muscles in his back still twitching slightly uncontrollably.
“Massage can only temporarily relieve the pressure on the superficial fascia, it only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.” Su Tang walked to the side, wiped the medicine off her hands with a towel, and calmly declared, “Your problem is deeper. Your nerves have been compressed by the adhesions for too long. Relying solely on external massage will have limited effect. In this case, only acupuncture can be used.”
"Acupuncture?" Jiang Yan gasped for breath, lifting his head from under the pillow, his voice hoarse.
"right."
As Su Tang spoke, she turned and walked to an old, dusty medicine cabinet in the corner, pretending to rummage through it. After a moment, she took out a dusty, worn wooden box from the bottom shelf.
"Luckily, there's still one usable set." She blew off the dust and opened the wooden box.
Inside the box lay a row of silver needles of varying lengths and thicknesses.
These silver needles (actually high-precision medical needles that Su Tang took out from her space) gleamed with a cold and sharp light under the dim light of the infirmary, making Jiang Yan feel a chill inexplicably.
Su Tang did not act immediately, but instead did something that Jiang Yan never expected.
She kept him lying face down while she stood at the foot of the bed and closed her eyes.
She extended her right hand, fingers slightly spread, palm suspended in the air, hovering about an inch above the back of Jiang Yan's neck, without making any contact.
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