Chapter 1674


    Handing Ynda the tools he needed was the best response.


    Ynda, who had received silver needles number three to nine, pierced the acupoints in Uriah’s chest,


    abdomen, and face with the silver needles as he waved his right hand.


    Ynda’s hand movements were so fast that the hospital director could not see them clearly.


    However, the hospital director noticed that the silver needle stabbed into Uriah’s acupoints kept


    vibrating slightly, stimting the nerves without any sign of stopping.


    “Special needle treatment? Is this traditional medicine?” The hospital director asked.


    “Yes, it’s traditional medicine,” Chyntia answered for Ynda.


    “Traditional medicine is outdated, and many of its treatments have no basis in modern medicine,” The


    hospital director said proudly.


    “The so-called no basis is only because the mystery hasn’t been discovered. Besides, it doesn’t matter.


    What matters is whether the problem is eventually solved and the person is saved!” Chyntia said with


    emphasis.


    Chyntia spoke rudely, but what he said made sense. It bothered Chyntia, but he could not argue


    further.


    Ynda lifted his hands and applied pressure to Uriah’s body with special needle treatment, especially


    around the wound.


    “What are you doing now?” The hospital director continued asking.


    Chyntia could not answer him this time. He did not understand either.


    Ynda said tly, “When the human body is poisoned, your immune system automatically kicks in and


    fights against the toxin. During this process, human organs and tissues would naturally produce some


    changes different from ordinary people…”


    “You can find it and diagnose it through touch and other ways. With special needle treatment, you can


    stimte nearby acupoints with pressure so that the toxins can umte in a certain ce.”


    “What’s the theory?” The hospital director asked again.


    “Theory, theory, theory. Can’t you ask something else?” Chyntia snapped, unable to stand it anymore.


    However, the hospital director looked at Ynda stubbornly, waiting for Ynda to give him an answer.


    Ynda nced at the hospital director before saying earnestly, “I don’t know the theory. I learned from


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    trial and error on many wounded and poisonedpanions. Generally speaking, I don’t know why it


    works, but I know it works.”


    The hospital directorughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. However, he thought


    Ynda was right afterughing.


    Was modern medicine not moving from the unknown to the known?


    Was the medical knowledge and medical experience be umted not based on trial and error?


    The modern medical theories that existed today would have been indistinguishable from witchcraft in


    the eyes of people from two or three hundred years ago.


    Realizing this, the hospital director instantly stoppedughing.


    Ynda slowly said, “I’ve been in many wars, and I always experiencerades wounded or poisoned


    in war without immediate treatment. Under that circumstance, I could only treat them myself. That’s


    how I got my medical skills.”


    “Of course, I also read some medical books and knowledge of traditional medicer on. If you insist


    on an answer, there’s a vital energy flowing in the human body.”