After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

After Wen Baizhi left the room, Rong Heng in the room put away the smile he had been showing towards Wen Baizhi.

He then looked at Si Jiu with a serious expression that was rarely seen.

Si Jiu also guessed Rong Heng's intention of forcing Wen Baizhi to leave at this moment.

"She has gone out. You can now tell me directly those things that are inconvenient to say in front of her." Si Jiu sat down and straightened his clothes.

Rong Heng was indeed in a complicated mood as he said.

"In fact, there is no problem with the treatment process. I have even practiced it many times in the past three days. But I am still worried about the final result. Si Jiu, you know that no matter how much I promise you, the final result is actually beyond my control."

Rong Heng had already learned all the medical skills from his master when he was young, and could be said to be a young talent.

He has been so confident until now.

Even though Si Jiu had suffered so much torture at the hands of Qi Yan'an before, he never found it difficult and was able to cure Si Jiu every time.

However, Si Jiu’s taste problem could be regarded as his first failure in all these years.

Now he has to face such a failure again, which can be said to be a huge psychological pressure on Rong Heng.

Si Jiu was very surprised by Rong Heng's words, because he had already comforted Rong Heng once before. Before arriving in Yunzhou, Wen Baizhi had done the same thing to Rong Heng.

Even in this situation, Rong Heng would still have the same concerns over and over again, which was enough to prove how much of a blow the last failure had dealt him.

Si Jiu didn't say anything. He just stood up and walked to the desk, spread out a piece of paper and started writing.

Rong Heng walked up to him and asked, "What are you going to write at this time?"

Si Jiu began to write: "I am writing you a letter of guarantee. I promise that no matter how you treat me this time, I will not blame you. I can even assure you that not only will I not blame you, but even my wife will not blame you at all."

Rong Heng felt speechless. How could he actually ask people to write a letter of guarantee in front of him?

He snatched the paper on which Si Jiu had just written one word: "Stop writing, stop writing. If this gets out, people will laugh at me. I don't need you to write a letter of guarantee. I don't believe that even if I fail to treat you, you will really come to me for help."

This hit the mark of Si Jiu's heart: "So, what are you afraid of? No matter how you treat me, I won't blame you at all, Rong Heng. No matter what, I should thank you. At least you gave me hope, didn't you?"

Compared to results, hope is the most important and the most precious.

If Rong Heng still had a little bit of uncertainty before, now, Si Jiu's actual actions have completely dispelled the last bit of worry in his heart.

He crumpled up the snatched piece of paper in his hand and said, "I'm really impressed by you two. Since I promised you that I would treat you, I will definitely not go back on my word. I didn't expect that you would scold me at the last minute."

When Rong Heng said this, there was no dissatisfaction in his tone, but instead there was a sense of ease and casualness that had not been there before.

Si Jiu knew that he had completely let down his guard.

"sorry to bother you."

He said to Rong Heng sincerely.

After the two of them had talked it out, Rong Heng began to give acupuncture to Si Jiu according to his previous plan.

He first used two specially made small wooden sticks of the right length and put them in Si Jiu's mouth, standing on both sides of his tongue, to prop up his mouth so that his tongue could be completely exposed to the outside, making it easier for Rong Heng to insert the needle.

Then he took off Si Jiu's shirt, leaving his upper body naked.

"I will insert needles into different acupuncture points on your body later. You'd better endure the pain, especially on your tongue. The tongue is very sensitive and the slightest abnormality will cause it to contract unconsciously. So you must control yourself again and again. Otherwise, if the needle goes off the right side, the consequences will be disastrous."

In fact, the place where Rong Heng would finally insert the needle was Si Jiu's tongue. He was propping up Si Jiu's mouth first to let him get used to this feeling in advance, so that it would be easier for him to insert the needle when the time came.

Si Jiu was speechless at this moment. Fortunately, the acupuncture had not started yet. He nodded to Rong Heng, indicating that he knew everything.

Everything was ready, Rong Heng started the acupuncture.

The needles inserted into Si Jiu's body went in easily and landed in the correct position, and then began to play their due role.

Finally, the most important part of Si Jiu's sense of taste is his tongue.

Rong Heng picked up a needle and without any shaking of his hand, he stabbed the driver's tongue.

Si Jiu's eyes trembled slightly due to the pain, but he endured it and didn't move his head at all.

But his two hands at his sides unconsciously clenched into fists.

It still hurts a lot, and Rong Heng knows it.

But there was no way, all Si Jiu could do now was to endure.

Rong Heng then gave him the second, third, and fourth injections...

There were almost ten needles inserted into the tiny tongue.

Outsiders may only see that the positions of the needles are very chaotic, but only an expert like Rong Heng can see that the distances between these needles are carefully calculated by him and practiced in his mind countless times.

Every place he pierced was the place that was most relevant to Si Jiu's recovery of his sense of taste.

He just needs to keep stimulating these places so that they can regain their previous perception, and then begin to be able to feel tastes, distinguish different tastes, and finally become like normal people.

Of course, these are all Rong Heng’s beautiful visions for the future. As for to what extent Si Jiu can recover, he himself does not know.

After all the silver needles were inserted, Si Jiu's back began to sweat.

The same thing happened on his forehead. He was sweating coldly from the pain. His hands were clenched as tightly as they could at his sides. He had no other way to endure the pain.

But Rong Heng said to him: "Just hold on for another cup of tea, just hold on a little longer."

Because his mouth was stretched, even though Rong Heng carefully smoothed the two ends of the wooden stick, it still caused pain in the upper and lower parts of his mouth.

Even because his mouth was open and he couldn't close it at the moment, his saliva was dripping down from the corners of his mouth.

Rong Heng wiped it for him several times, but saliva was still dripping down.

At times like this, Si Jiu began to be glad that Wen Baizhi was not by his side.

Otherwise he would be so embarrassed.