After spitting out a mouthful of black blood, Tian Yun's originally pale face clearly improved.
Lin Chen removed the silver needles from Tian Yun and said calmly, "It's done. Although your body is still a bit weak, there's no major issue now."
"Mom, how do you feel now?" Mu Qingqing asked worriedly.
Tian Yun touched her chest and was stunned: "How is it possible, my chest doesn't hurt anymore."
Li Sheng, seeing Tian Yun seeming like a completely different person, was equally astonished.
"Ms. Tian, may we perform a check-up on you?" Li Sheng asked.
"Sure." Although the excruciating pain on Tian Yun's body had just vanished, she was still unsure.
After all, according to the doctors, this was a deadly disease. How could it be cured with just a few needle pricks from this young man? It was too incredible.
But when the examination results came out, Li Sheng was dumbfounded.
"How is this possible? It's really cured." Li Sheng's face was full of shock.
