Fortunately, Mu Jinyu had warned him earlier, to bite down on that towel.
Otherwise, Xu Tianzheng believed that given the intense, unimaginable pain he felt at the moment, he was highly likely to bite his own tongue off.
Xu Tianzheng broke out in a fine, cold sweat all over his body, lying on the bed, instantly soaking the thin quilt underneath him.
Xu Qingya stood by, her eyes wide, clearly seeing Xu Tianzheng's muscles spasming and twitching. Following his convulsions, black, fresh blood began to seep from the acupuncture points on his back that had been pricked by Mu Jinyu's silver needles.
The black blood kept seeping more and more.
Eventually, Xu Tianzheng's entire back was dark and murky, as if he had a large plaster adhered to him.
A little while later.
Xu Tianzheng felt the intense, skin-peeling pain disappear, replaced instead by waves of relief and comfort, as if he were sitting on clouds.
This made him unconsciously release the tightly bitten towel and then let out a series of pleasurable moans.
Mu Jinyu stood by the bed, seeing that no more poisonous blood was seeping from Xu Tianzheng's back and hearing his extremely comfortable moans, and knew his ALS was completely cured.
He then removed the silver needle that had been inserted at a point on Xu Tianzheng's lower back, right over his heart.
Next, he picked up a clean white towel from the wooden table beside him, and started to wipe off the layer of black poisonous blood from Xu Tianzheng's back.
Within a few wipes, the entire white towel turned pitch black and seemed extremely dirty.
Mu Jinyu then threw it aside and grabbed another clean towel to continue wiping Xu Tianzheng.
Finally, after using three towels, Mu Jinyu had completely wiped off the layer of poisonous blood from Xu Tianzheng's body.
Mu Jinyu grabbed another towel to wipe his own hands, then said to Xu Qingya nearby, "Sister Xiaoya, go fetch a basin of clean water to wipe him down again."
"Oh, alright…" Xu Qingya paused momentarily, then, comprehending, she immediately opened the door to fetch a basin of clean water.
After Mu Jinyu had wiped the dirt off his hands with that towel, he said casually to Xu Tianzheng, who was still lying on the bed, "There, your illness is cured, you don't have to worry anymore. In a few days, your muscles will shrink back."
"Ah? It's cured?" Xu Tianzheng asked weakly, finding it somewhat unbelievable.
He had thought that treating ALS would be very troublesome; otherwise, it wouldn't be one of the most difficult diseases in the world. Even if Mu Jinyu were a divine doctor and could cure it, it would still take a considerable amount of time, wouldn't it?
Yet, unexpectedly, he had only been lying on the bed and had the silver needles inserted for not even five minutes, maybe even less, and it was already cured?
Wasn't that too fast?
"What? Do you think it was too quick? Well, I could also treat you slowly, letting you endure that intense pain from the last needle for another three days and nights. That might make you feel like you got your money's worth for the ninety-nine million, wouldn't it?"
Mu Jinyu shook his head slightly, teasingly making the suggestion.
Thinking about the intense, skin-peeling pain he had just experienced, Xu Tianzheng shuddered, quickly getting up and shaking his head, "No need, no need. Since Divine Doctor Mu has declared it cured, I definitely believe you. Besides, the hallmark of a divine doctor is healing in one day, or even less, what takes others several days, even dozens of days or several courses of treatment to cure…"
In that moment, Xu Tianzheng felt a strong desire to live.
He knew that if he were to endure that bone-peeling pain for three days and nights, he would surely die in agony.
Mu Jinyu, hearing this, smiled faintly, "You're wise to see it that way."
He had just thoroughly cured Xu Tianzheng of ALS. Although it seemed very simple on the surface, only taking about five minutes, he had healed him.
But in fact, the effort involved was not simple at all.
During those brief five minutes, many factors were involved, such as the precision of the acupoints, the sequence in which each acupoint was needled, and the force used during needling. There was also the matter of how long each acupoint was to be needled…
Finally, one had to consider whether that last needle insertion, when Xu Tianzheng's spasms and twitching, and the constant trembling of his muscles, could successfully force out the toxic blood accumulated in his body, thus revitalizing his atrophied muscles and nerves.
If his master, Divine Doctor Mu Shao'ai, were to cure Xu Tianzheng of this ALS, he probably wouldn't have performed as well as he did. His master would have needed at least half an hour.
And other masters of traditional Chinese medicine, the revered ones, would not have been able to achieve these points at all.
Therefore, the nearly one hundred million Yuan that Xu Tianzheng spent, although it seemed expensive, was actually very worthwhile.
Soon, Xu Qingya came in carrying a basin of clean water and then began to wipe off some remaining dirty blood from Xu Tianzheng's back.
After she had finished wiping, she went out to pour water.
At this moment, seeing the busy movements of the Family members of the Xu family, they asked Xu Qingya and learned that Xu Tianzheng's ALS had been cured. They then followed one by one into the room with its door wide open.
Xu Tianzheng was leaning against the headboard, breathing slightly heavily, his face a little pale.
The last needle Mu Jinyu had administered made him sweat profusely and his entire body spasmed for several minutes. He seemed as if he had just undergone some strenuous exercise, becoming a bit weak.
He looked at the family members of the Xu family who came in, found his eldest son Xu Zhiming, and in a weak voice said, "Zhiming, go get the share transfer contract I prepared yesterday. It's in my study."
"Okay," Xu Zhiming nodded and quickly left the room to fetch the share transfer contract for Mu Jinyu.
"Dad, are you alright?!"
Xu Tianzheng's remaining two sons and daughter-in-law, seeing his face a little pale, voiced their concerns.
"I'm fine now, no worries," Xu Tianzheng waved his hand.
He indeed felt much more comfortable. The original muscle soreness and weakness were gone.
And his strength, though not exaggeratedly restored to the level of his forties, was still that of his fifties.
So, he intuitively believed that his ALS had probably been thoroughly cured by Mu Jinyu.
But, since he hadn't been checked with medical equipment, he could not say for certain.
He still had to wait for those experts to come to his house and perform several thorough examinations before he would know for sure.
Inside the room, everyone began congratulating Xu Tianzheng, and some even suggested whether they should set up a few tables for a celebration.
When Xu Tianzheng heard this suggestion, he also turned his gaze to the quietly sitting Mu Jinyu and quietly asked, "Doctor Mu, what do you think…"
"I'm not interested, celebrate on your own," Mu Jinyu waved his hand, uninterested.
Seeing Mu Jinyu's refusal, everyone dropped the subject.
Just then, Xu Zhiming came in quickly with the share transfer contract, "Dad, I've got the contract."