432: Racing against time

Compared to the ease and comfort of the previous acupuncture session, this time not only was the Middle-aged Uncle in extreme pain, but Su Yu also felt it was quite strenuous.

This was not due to the psychological pressure caused by the large number of people observing on-site, but rather because the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate technique he was employing this time required higher skill and was more difficult.

The last time, it was just about clearing as many cancer cells from the Middle-aged Uncle's body as possible.

Because the number of cancer cells was so high, occupying almost the entire lungs and liver, it was actually simpler and easier for Su Yu to clear them.

But after one treatment, the cancer cells that hadn't been cleared were located inside the organs, and the difficulty of successfully drawing them out was self-evident.

The acupuncture points were deeper, the technique was sharper, and receiving the treatment was consequently more painful.

At this moment, the Middle-aged Uncle's face was flushed, and he was panting heavily.

He was lying flat on the stretcher, with thirteen silver needles sparsely inserted into his chest and abdomen.

In Traditional Chinese Medicine, there was once a technique called pulse diagnosis via thread.

It was mainly invented for use when patients were unwilling to be seen during medical consultations in the past.

It meant wrapping a few thin threads around the patient's wrist, and the doctor only needed to rely on the tactile sensation transmitted back through the threads to diagnose the pulse.

Similarly, when performing the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, this method was also borrowed.

By using thin threads to guide the direction of the silver needles, cancer cells and other evil qi could be drawn out from the body with further precision.

Gradually.

As the Middle-aged Uncle's painful expression gradually eased, wisps of black-blue color appeared on the silver needles once again.

Compared to the ink-like blackness of yesterday, today's black energy appeared somewhat lighter. However, the pungent, fishy odor remained exactly the same.

"It appeared! That strange black energy!"

"What are you still standing there for? Are the water basin and gauze ready? Hurry up and bring them over!"

"Coming, coming, it's already been prepared."

"The color of the black energy today is much lighter than yesterday; it should mean that much of the evil qi in his body has been expelled."

"I wonder if Mr. Su Yu can completely eradicate the illness this time, once and for all."

The surrounding doctors looked nervously at Su Yu, who was performing acupuncture in the center.

It was truly because his performance yesterday was so stunning, raising the expectations of global audiences so high, that everyone was certain in their hearts that this treatment would surely succeed smoothly.

On the side, Zuckerberg was also watching very carefully.

No one noticed that while Su Yu was performing the needle technique, his pair of blue pupils secretly narrowed again, turning into strange vertical slits.

In Zuckerberg's eyes, even though he knew Su Yu's techniques and movements, he still felt that it was impossible for him to replicate or learn them.

One reason was that he had absolutely no idea where the needles should be inserted on a person's body or what effects they would have.

The second reason was that he noticed Su Yu seemed to be glancing at him occasionally while inserting the needles.

Therefore, Zuckerberg had no choice but to give up the idea of observing more closely.

The duration of this treatment was much longer than the first, lasting for nearly two full hours before it ended.

Theoretically, after clearing the vast majority of cancer cells from the Middle-aged man's body during the first session, today's treatment should have been much easier.

But it was quite the opposite!

After changing the clean water four or five times, the remaining black energy on the silver needles was finally completely cleared.

As the last silver needle was pulled out from his body.

The Middle-aged Man finally let out a sigh of relief.

It's over!

Today's painful and torturous treatment has finally come to an end!

In the Live Broadcast Room, the audience stared wide-eyed.

For some reason, the moment Su Yu finished withdrawing the needles, they felt that the Middle-aged man's entire demeanor had changed.

If the Middle-aged man had given them a sickly feeling before, now the Middle-aged man was glowing with health and full of spirit. His entire aura had completely changed.

Even without conducting further physical data tests, just by looking at the Middle-aged man's state, everyone would choose to believe that the Middle-aged man's cancer had been completely eradicated.

Conversely, Su Yu, after two hours of high-intensity acupuncture, had his back soaked in sweat, and his eyes were weary.

If it hadn't been for that breath of determination he was holding onto, he probably would have found it hard to continue halfway through.

Damn, this is really not a job for a human!

Su Yu complained inwardly.

He had only saved one person and was already nearly exhausted to death. Relying solely on himself to carry forward the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate technique would likely be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Of course, this was also closely related to his current poor physical condition.

After being diagnosed with mid-to-late stage liver cancer, he should have been receiving treatment while resting well to extend his survival time as much as possible.

This was also Director Xiang's original plan.

But who knew he would choose to redeem the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate from the system!

Of course, Su Yu's move was not just for those cancer patients, but also for himself.

If he couldn't quickly solve the cancer problem, he would also suffer immensely.

Moreover, for a disease like cancer, the longer it drags on to the later stages, the greater the impact on the body.

If it really reached the later stages, Su Yu couldn't guarantee that even if he successfully learned the technique to treat cancer, he would still be able to treat himself.

Therefore, he had to race against time!

He had to seize the time while his body was still relatively healthy to verify the treatment method taught to him by the system, and then immediately perform the treatment on himself.

"Alright, let the Middle-aged man go for his check-up."

"In all likelihood, after this check-up, the cancer cells in his body will have been cleared."

Su Yu sat wearily on the stool, speaking weakly to Vice President Zhong and the others.

"Quick, pour a glass of water for Mr. Su Yu!"

"And take this patient to the room next door for testing."

Upon hearing this, Vice President Zhong immediately arranged for people to take the Middle-aged man to the room next door without delay.

He could tell that Su Yu's complexion was looking poor.

Clearly, the treatment just now had been extremely exhausting for Su Yu.

Now, he was less concerned about the final outcome of today's treatment—whether the cancer could be completely cured—and more worried about Su Yu's physical condition.

After all, the body is the capital of the revolution.

There's no rush for the treatment techniques and such; they can be studied slowly later. But Su Yu's body absolutely must not have any issues!

Once Su Yu, the inheritor of this technique, has problems, it would mean that this technique would likely be lost! By then, the opportunity to treat cancer would also disappear completely.

"Mr. Su Yu, how about I have a doctor give you an injection to boost your White blood cells first to help alleviate your physical condition?"

"You cannot continue to overdraw your body; this will cause your condition to worsen rapidly."

Vice President Zhong's tone carried anxiety and worry.