Everyone was stunned, watching Wu Tian perform acupuncture with the technique of a dart-thrower. Would Tellam even survive this? How could he possibly control the depth of the needles with such a method?
But before anyone could react, the long needle had already pierced the flesh over Tellam’s heart.
"AHH!" Tellam cried out in pain.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"You’re committing murder!" a physician cried out.
"That’s right, stop immediately!"
"You’re a disgrace to the medical profession!"
The physicians rushed toward Wu Tian.
"Don’t disturb me," Wu Tian said, annoyed. He waved his sleeve, and a violent wind suddenly whipped up.
"AHH!"
The physicians were instantly swept up as if caught in a tornado and sent sprawling, landing flat on their faces. Only then did it quiet down.
Wu Tian smiled. He had determined the severity of her condition from the volume of her scream, using it to judge the force he needed to apply. Standing two meters away from Tellam, Wu Tian thrust his right palm forward. Instantly, threads of Spiritual Power flowed along the long needle and into Tellam’s body. He was repairing Tellam’s heart.
Tellam felt a cool sensation blossoming in her chest. Then, she felt her entire body relax, a stark contrast to its previous heaviness. Her heart had felt powerless before, but now it was different. She could clearly feel it gradually regaining its vitality and strength.
Tellam’s pale complexion finally began to regain its healthy, rosy color.
Seeing this, Xiao Liang was overjoyed. He felt that making Wu Tian’s acquaintance was the luckiest day of his life.
Wu Tian then extended his hand, formed his fingers into a claw, and with a slight pull, the long needle lodged over Tellam’s heart was drawn back to him through the air. This move was truly dazzling, astonishing the crowd and causing Guli Weileng to look on with shining eyes.
Wu Tian, however, remained calm. "It’s done," he said.
"Just like that?" The treatment had only lasted a moment.
Tellam sat up in bed and took a few deep breaths. Her breathing was incredibly smooth, as if she had returned to her youth.
Wu Tian smiled. "Remember, you must not overwork yourself in the future, or your heart will fail again."
Tellam nodded.
Xiao Liang, concerned for Tellam, asked Wu Tian worriedly, "Does she need to take any medicine?"
"No need," Wu Tian replied, shaking his head.
"Then, are there any foods she must avoid?" Xiao Liang asked again. The current Xiao Liang had lost his usual composure, but it couldn’t be helped. This was love.
Wu Tian could understand him. He smiled and shook his head again. "There’s no need to avoid anything. As long as she doesn’t work herself to death, she’ll be perfectly fine."
Xiao Liang laughed heartily.
Meanwhile, Tellam got down from the bed and began to jump up and down vigorously. The physicians watched cautiously, but to their amazement, Tellam jumped for half an hour without any issue. In the past, a single jump would have made Tellam turn pale. After three or four, she would be standing still in pain, clutching her chest. But now? She was completely unharmed.
The physicians from Europe were flabbergasted.
The lead physician sighed, walked up to Wu Tian, and said shamefully, "I was wrong."
"Yes, I was wrong," a second physician stepped forward to apologize.

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