Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Xin Peici's eyes narrowed instantly, a faint blush rising to her already pale cheeks, and her aloofness almost materialized:

"What did you say? Let me tell you, don't think you can take advantage of me just because I treated you!"

"I'll only say this once: I can't administer the injection without you undressing. If you can't cooperate, please find someone else."

Lin Mo barely lifted his eyelids before turning around to leave.

Xin Peici gripped the corner of the blanket tightly. She thought of the bet she had made with Xin Lu earlier, of her father's cloudy yet expectant eyes every time they met, and of how long she had been suffering from this illness. To be honest, she also wanted to see her niece in a wedding dress.

She clenched her molars:

"Fine, I'll take my clothes off. But I'm warning you, if you don't show some real skill, you'll learn the consequences of lying to me before you walk out this door today."

Lin Mo remained silent, observing coldly from the sidelines.

Xin Peici bit her lower lip, her fingers gripping the buttons of her hospital gown for several seconds before finally taking a deep breath and doing as he asked.

Upon witnessing the scene before him, Lin Mo felt a sudden jolt of rationality within him.

Everyone is so unique!

Xin Peici also noticed Lin Mo's gaze, her ears burning even more, and she couldn't help but scold him:

"Never seen it before? Hurry up!"

Lin Mo snapped out of his daze and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

He walked to the bedside, took out two silver needles from his needle case, and his eyes changed instantly. The flirtatious thoughts he had just had were completely suppressed and replaced by focus.

The silver needle trembled slightly at his fingertips as he channeled his inner energy, causing the needle to gleam with an almost invisible light.

He lowered both hands simultaneously, and the two silver needles pierced the bullseye with precision. The needle tips trembled slightly, emitting a very faint buzzing sound.

Xin Peici's body trembled slightly, and a very soft and suppressed groan escaped from her throat, whether from pain or something else was unclear.

Lin Mo's hands did not stop.

His fingers flew, drawing silver needles one after another from his needle case, which then landed on her Jianjing, Tianzong, Feishu, Xinshu, and Geshu acupoints, running down her spine, around her ribs, and from Tanzhong to Qihai and Guanyuan.

In no time, her upper body was covered with dense silver needles, especially on the mountaintop, where the needles formed a forest, making her look like a hedgehog.

Xin Peici was initially gritting her teeth and tensing up, but Lin Mo's technique was so fast that she didn't even have time to be nervous before the needles were all in place.

She looked down at the dense cluster of silver needles on her body, and the last bit of doubt in her heart began to waver.

Putting aside the effectiveness, the speed and precision with which he placed the needle were something no ordinary charlatan could achieve.

Lin Mo looked down and saw black liquid slowly seeping out of the needle hole; it was the toxins from the cancer cells forced out by his internal energy.

He nodded and began to collect the needles one by one, disinfecting them in order and putting them back into the needle bag.

Then his hand landed on it.

"What are you doing?"

Xin Peici stiffened, her voice wary, but her body, still weak from the injection, was like waterlogged noodles, and she had no strength to resist.

"Massage. Acupuncture only forces out toxins; without massage techniques to loosen the stagnant blood and qi, the effect is greatly reduced," Lin Mo said, spouting nonsense without batting an eye.

Xin Peici was skeptical, but Lin Mo's hand had already begun to move.

His palm pressed on the acupoints with just the right amount of force, kneading, pressing, pushing, and squeezing with impeccable skill.

Xin Peici's tense body gradually relaxed. She found that the areas Lin Mo had massaged were indeed much more comfortable. It wasn't just a placebo effect; she really felt relaxed, and the stuffy, throbbing pain was slowly dissipating.

She closed her eyes, unconsciously let out a soft hum, and immediately bit her lip.

Just as she relaxed her guard and gradually became immersed in this comfortable feeling, Lin Mo suddenly rubbed her hands together forcefully.

Xin Peici cried out in pain, the sound sharp and short, jarring in the quiet ward.

She opened her eyes and glared at Lin Mo, feeling a mixture of shame and anger:

"What are you doing! It hurts!"

"No illness is without pain."

Lin Mo remained unmoved, and instead increased the force in his hand.

Xin Peici gasped in pain, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain.

After a long while, Lin Mo took two steps back.

He plopped down in the chair next to him, his face turning deathly pale in an instant. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, his chest heaved violently, and he looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

In reality, nothing was wrong with him.

With a cultivation level of second-rate first stage, this amount of internal energy consumption is not even considered a warm-up.

But the biggest taboo for a doctor is to make people think you're too relaxed, that curing someone is a favor, and that if you cure them too easily, they're worthless.

He said that by giving more time and treating the illness more slowly, he could have more opportunities to interact with the patient and also make the favor he had earned more valuable.

"Alright. That's enough for today. About ten more times and we'll be done."

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and breathed heavily, his voice so weak it sounded like he was about to die.

"Is that all?"

Xin Peici looked down at her body, then moved her shoulders, her expression one of disbelief.

From acupuncture to massage, it only took half an hour, but the feeling in my body didn't lie. It felt like a stone had been lifted from my chest, and my breathing became so much smoother. The stuffiness was reduced by at least half.

When she looked at Lin Mo now, the cold arrogance and suspicion in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by surprise and a hint of apology.