As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Novel2

693 Treatment

“If you don’t believe me, I can’t do anything about it.”

Jiang Ming shrugged helplessly.

Why were these people always so suspicious of his motives? Doctors were here to save people. Why would they harm people?

That would be completely against their oath.

Hearing Jiang Ming’s words, Jiang Wan Ziwen hesitated. She clenched her fists and lowered her head, not knowing what to do.

“I won’t give you time to think about it. If you don’t want to be treated, I won’t force you.”

Jiang Ming turned around and was about to leave. action

He still wanted to drink more tea. The tea was quite good.

Seeing that Jiang Ming was about to leave, Jiang Wan Ziwen could not help but get anxious. She quickly stood up and shouted at Jiang Ming, “Ning Caichen, wait!”

She felt helpless.

Why was Ning Caichen leaving so soon?

Why didn’t he try to persuade her to accept the treatment?

Jiang Ming stopped and turned to look at Jiang Wan Ziwen with a faint smile. “Ms. Jiang, have you thought about it?”

He felt a little weird.

Was Jiang Wan Ziwen afraid that he would kill her?

However, it seemed like she had changed her mind and wanted him to treat her.

Jiang Wan Ziwen was still hesitant. She lowered his head and said, “Ning Caichen, can you let me think about it?”

Jiang Ming felt sympathy for Jiang Wan Ziwen, so he nodded and said, “Okay, but I won’t give you much time. You have fifteen minutes.”

Jiang Wan Ziwen’s heart trembled when she heard that she only had fifteen minutes left.

Why did Ning Caichen give her so little time? How could she think about it in such a short amount of time?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wan Ziwen wanted to buy herself more time, but Jiang Ming seemed to have seen through her thoughts and said carefully, “You only have fifteen minutes. You can’t buy more time. Don’t even think about it.”

“Ah!” Jiang Wan Ziwen felt helpless. In the end, she could only sigh and say, “Ning Caichen, I’ve thought about it. I’m willing to let you treat me. I hope you can treat me.”

Jiang Wan Ziwen realized how dire the situation was.

She had to come out now, and she had no choice.

This disease had been bothering her for many years. When Jiang Wan Ziwen thought of those painful experiences and being laughed at, her whole body trembled.

She was unhappy and did not want to be troubled by this illness anymore.

“Alright, since you’re willing to trust me, I won’t let you down. However, if I can’t cure you, there’s nothing I can do. I can only try.”

Jiang Ming gave Jiang Wan Ziwen a warning in advance so that she could be mentally prepared.

Jiang Wan Ziwen clenched her fists. She felt that her illness was not likely to be cured, so she gave up and said, “It’s okay. It’s up to you.”

Jiang Ming understood Jiang Wan Ziwen’s attitude and comforted her. “Your illness can definitely be cured. I’ll do my best.”

Jiang Wan Ziwen was stunned. She looked at Jiang Ming and felt warmth bloom in her chest. “Thank you, Ning Caichen.”

She suddenly felt that Ning Caichen seemed to be a good person. Moreover, he would make a great friend.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wan Ziwen raised her head and sincerely said to Jiang Ming, “Ning Caichen, what happened before ess unacceptable. I was too rude. Thank you for being willing to tolerate me.”

Hearing Jiang Wan Ziwen’s words, Jiang Ming let bygones be bygones. He said gently, “It’s all in the past. It’s nothing. Don’t overthink.”

Jiang Wan Ziwen’s heart was filled with warmth as she looked at Jiang Ming.

She suddenly felt very lucky to have met Ning Caichen.

“All of you, leave for a moment.”

After thinking for a bit, Jiang Ming looked at everyone.

Jiang Wan Ziwen did not want to be humiliated further. No matter what, they had to give her some privacy.

Everyone could understand what Jiang Ming said. They glanced at Jiang Wan Ziwen and then left one after another.

Jiang Wan Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief and felt better.

Ning Caichen’s actions really touched her.

Jiang Ming walked closer to Jiang Wan Ziwen and approached her face. He said gently, “Take off your veil. As for your injured face, I’ll keep it a secret from others.”

Jiang Wan Ziwen’s turned red. “Okay, I understand.”

Jiang Ming carefully took off Jiang Wan Ziwen’s veil.

The pustules and pimples on Jiang Wan Ziwen’s face were clearly displayed in front of him. It looked extremely terrifying.

“Don’t look…”

Jiang Wan Ziwen could not help but cover her face.

She was in so much pain that her hands were trembling.

This was the first time someone had seen her ugly side.

Even the princess, Zhu Asi, and the others had not seen her like this.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. It’ll be cured in a while. Don’t cover your face.”

Jiang Ming sighed.

Jiang Wan Ziwen was quite pitiful. This illness was a curse and would definitely affect her future.

Hearing Jiang Ming’s words, Jiang Wan Ziwen could not help but feel comforted. She slowly put down her hands.

Seeing Jiang Wan Ziwen like this, Jiang Ming heaved a sigh of relief. He picked up the silver needles he had used before and wiped them with a handkerchief.

Jiang Wan Ziwen became nervous, and her body trembled even more.

Seeing Jiang Wan Ziwen like this, Jiang Ming frowned. “You can’t shake like this. I can’t continue the acupuncture. Don’t tremble. Calm down. Everything will pass.”

Jiang Ming tried his best to calm Jiang Wan Ziwen down.

Jiang Wan Ziwen raised her eyebrows. She steeled herself, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. “Ning Caichen, I’m ready. Come on.”

Jiang Ming understood what Jiang Wan Ziwen meant. He immediately inserted the silver needles into Jiang Wan Ziwen’s forehead from the temple to the bridge of her nose.

He had used all the silver needles.

Jiang Wan Ziwen’s symptoms were similar to those of the strange man from before, but it was a hereditary illness and not a late-stage illness.

Therefore, after the treatment with the silver needles, he still had to concoct some medicine to stabilize Jiang Wan Ziwen’s condition.

After two hours, Jiang Ming pulled out the silver needles in order.

The pustules on Jiang Wan Ziwen’s face immediately flowed out with blood and pus, but it was not a lot.

Jiang Wan Ziwen felt some pain, but the pain was getting worse. She could not bear it for a moment, so she gritted her teeth and endured it.

She knew that this was an illness that she had to go through. When her face recovered, she would be happy and carefree.

After another fifteen minutes, Jiang Ming carefully wiped the blood off the pustules.