Lin Ziyan lay on the office desk, staring at the black mist constantly emerging from her leg.
The black mist was very ominous and strange, but it dissipated soon after leaving her body and had no smell at all.
As the black mist kept coming out, Lin Ziyan felt her leg getting more and more comfortable. The pain that had plagued her these past days was gradually disappearing.
For some reason, her leg had been painfully aching for days.
Now, it had vanished without a trace, feeling incredibly comfortable.
It seemed that Liu Mang was really treating her, but this method of healing was too peculiar for Lin Ziyan to comprehend with her common sense.
Liu Mang seemed to notice Lin Ziyan's confusion and said with a chuckle, "Everything is transformed from qi, and human illnesses are varied. But put simply, they are just infested with sick qi. The Nine Deaths Needle, a secret technique of my Sect, can directly disperse the sick qi from the lesion, thereby curing the patient."