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Chapter 225 The Woman Who Can't Feel Pain and the Spicy Strip Therapy
A bright red liquid was boiling in the large iron pot.
The pungent, spicy smell filled the air, making it hard to open one's eyes.
Several business owners who were laying the foundation sneezed repeatedly, covered their noses, and hid in a corner of the wall.
Wearing a gas mask, Pierre carefully skimmed the layer of red oil floating on the surface of the pot into a porcelain bowl, holding a long-handled wooden spoon.
This soup was a dark reddish-brown, with an eerie sheen floating on its surface.
This is the pure destructive power extracted from the world's hottest chili peppers, combined with the spiciness of ginger and the numbing toxicity of Sichuan peppercorns.
Wang Minyu picked up the porcelain bowl and walked to Li Shuang.
Li Shuang sat on a wooden chair, her clothes on her left arm cut open, revealing a large area of pale skin and hideous scars.
She stared at the bowl of chili oil that emitted a pungent odor, without reacting.
Traditional Chinese medicine believes that the heart governs the mind and its orifice is the tongue.
The loss of pain and taste is due to the mind being locked up and the meridians being blocked.
Ordinary acupuncture can only unblock the superficial meridians. For nerves locked up by high-dimensional biological enzymes, extreme physical and chemical stimulation must be used to forcibly open the channels.
"Drink it." Wang Minyu handed her the bowl.
Li Shuang picked up the bowl, and without hesitation, tilted her head back and gulped it down.
The chili oil slid down my esophagus, like swallowing a piece of burning charcoal.
If a normal person drinks this soup, their stomach lining will spasm instantly, causing them to writhe in pain or even go into shock.
Li Shuang simply burped.
Her stomach skin flushed red at a visible speed, a reaction of dilated capillaries under extreme stimulation, but there was still no sign of pain on her face.
"I don't feel anything." She put down the bowl, her voice still sounding like sandpaper scraping.
"The medicinal guide has been added." Wang Minyu took out a seven-inch long needle that had been heated. "Now, let's unblock the meridians."
He moved with lightning speed, piercing the Quchi acupoint on Li Shuang's arm with a long needle.
That wasn't all. He twisted the needle handle with his fingers and used an extremely domineering combination of "penetrating coolness" and "burning mountain fire" techniques.
The needle tip is rapidly inserted, inserted, and rotated under the skin to forcibly mobilize qi and blood.
Li Shuang stared blankly at the long needle embedded in her flesh.
One, two, three.
Taichong, Hegu, Neiguan.
Twelve long needles were inserted into major acupoints all over Li Shuang's body.
The intense heat generated by the burning of the chili oil in the stomach was forcibly guided by the silver needles, flowing upwards along the meridians and rushing straight to the brain.
Li Shuang's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Large drops of sweat rolled down her pale forehead.
This kind of sweat is cold, called cold sweat, and it is the body's rejection reaction when it is subjected to extreme damage.
"You're not without feelings." Wang Minyu stood before her, his tone icy, each word piercing her heart. "You're just too cowardly. You shut yourself off, thinking that way you won't get hurt. The S organization just gave you an excuse; the one who truly locked that door was yourself."
"I didn't." Li Shuang's withered lips moved slightly.
"You watched your husband die on the lab table. You didn't even dare to cry out loud when they took your daughter away." Wang Minyu ruthlessly ripped open her deepest wounds. This was top-secret information that Su Qing had just unearthed from the tattered database.
To unlock your emotions, you must find the key.
Li Shuang's eyes slowly widened, and her pupils began to dilate.
"They turned you into a monster, and you don't even dare to hate them. You pretend to be a corpse, living on this street." Wang Minyu pinched a silver needle on her arm and twisted it hard.
Capsaicin travels through the bloodstream and washes over the cerebral cortex.
The extreme spiciness, combined with the nerve reflexes caused by the forced tearing of meridians, and Wang Minyu's knife-like words.
A three-pronged approach.
"Click."
It was as if something invisible had shattered.
Bloodshot veins appeared in Li Shuang's deathly gray eyes.
A gurgling sound came from her throat, like a rusty machine being forcibly started.
pain.
Excruciating pain.
It felt like a million knives were twisting inside my stomach, and the acupoints on my arms felt like they were being pierced by steel needles.
She hadn't experienced this feeling in three years.
What followed was an overwhelming wave of sorrow and despair.
The sight of her husband's gruesome death, the desperate cries of her daughter as she was dragged away, and the torment of being like a walking corpse for three years all erupted completely at this moment.
"ah--"
Li Shuang let out a heart-wrenching scream.
She slid off the chair and fell to the floor, curling up in a ball, clutching her head tightly with both hands, her body convulsing violently.
Tears welled up in her eyes, mingling with snot and sweat, and covered her face.
This is not ordinary crying; it is the collapse of a soul that has been stripped of everything and has regained consciousness.
Wang Minyu stood there, watching Li Shuang rolling on the ground and wailing.
The starry sky panel shone brightly before my eyes.
A pure white ball of light floated out from above Li Shuang's head, containing an intense, suffocating sorrow.
The ball of light did not dissipate; instead, it flew straight towards Wang Minyu and merged into the system panel.
[Successfully collected the primal emotion: a sigh of despair.]
[Emotional materialization progress has been greatly improved. The first Origin Crystal slot has been unlocked.]
A six-pointed star groove appeared on the panel, with one corner filled with white light.
Li Shuang's crying gradually subsided, turning into soft sobs.
She lay on the muddy ground, panting heavily.
"Does it hurt?" Wang Minyu asked, looking down at him.
"It hurts..." Li Shuang's voice was completely hoarse, but those two words carried the real breath of a living person.
"It's supposed to hurt. Only the dead don't feel pain." Wang Minyu bent down and removed the silver needles from her body. "Go back and take a hot bath. Come pay the bill tomorrow. One million. No discounts."
Li Shuang slowly got up from the ground and wiped the mud and tears from her face with the back of her hand.
She looked at the needle marks on her arm, and for the first time ever, her chapped lips moved slightly, revealing an expression more painful than crying.
"Thanks."
She grabbed her down jacket from the ground and staggered out the door.
The heat wave outside hit her face, but she felt that the temperature was just right.
Wang Minyu watched her walk away, then turned and walked towards the counter.
"Master, is this considered cured?" Su Qing looked at Li Shuang's retreating figure, feeling somewhat reluctant.
"The neural pathways have been reconnected. The remaining psychological trauma is something she'll have to work through herself." Wang Minyu picked up his teacup and downed the rest of the cold water in one gulp. "Tell Pierre to wash the pot thoroughly. Prepare to receive the next group of customers paying their electricity bills tomorrow."
He stroked his chin. Six extreme emotions—he'd found one now. Five more remained.
The waters of Changxiang City need to be stirred up even more.
Just then, the old-fashioned landline phone hanging on the wall rang.
Guan Shan walked over and answered the phone. After listening for a couple of sentences, his expression changed. He covered the receiver and turned to look at Wang Minyu.
"Brother Wang, this is Captain Zhou's hotline," Guan Shan said in a low voice. "He said something happened. Someone jumped from that newly built landmark building in the city center. He didn't die, but..."
Guan Shan paused for a moment, seemingly organizing his thoughts.
"But when that person landed, he didn't bleed. His body was shattered into hundreds of pieces, and he was still crawling on the ground."