But when Ding Fan just walked to the door, Borit's cell phone rang. After looking at the number, he was stunned for a moment, and then stopped Ding Fan: "Ding Fan, please wait a moment, I will answer the phone."
Borit quickly threw away the quilt, stood up and straightened his clothes, and then answered the phone. Hearing the voice inside, he was very excited, "Feng! I guessed it was you. You are the only one in Jingyang who knows my contact information!"
Ling Zifeng? Why is he on the phone at this time?
Ding Fan couldn't hear clearly the conversation between the two, but the worry on Borit's face disappeared. No matter what Ling Zifeng said, it was all good, yes, good!
Thirty seconds later, the chat ended. Borit held the phone tightly with a smile on his face, still feeling the warmth in it.
Remembering that Ding Fan was still standing at the door, he quickly turned around and said: "Ding Fan, please give me treatment. As long as my personal safety can be guaranteed, I can try it."
"It's not about trying, it's about receiving complete treatment, otherwise you will never dare to do it again after this time." Ding Fan emphasized.
After a slight pause, Borit nodded and agreed, but he put forward a condition, which required the entire process to be recorded and his private storage space connected to the Internet.
For Borit to have such a big change, it must be Ling Zifeng who helped Ding Fan speak up and make people trust him unconditionally. Ling Zifeng is not a mortal.
Borit's request was not too much. Ding Fan agreed, but Leng Ling'er sighed and wanted to invade another stinky man!
"What do I need to do?" Boritt asked again.
"Just turn on the video and lie down."
good!
After setting up the stand and placing the phone facing the bed, Borit also recorded an upload to ensure smooth communication, then took off his coat and lay down.
After taking out a whole box of prepared silver needles, Borit became nervous again, stood up and asked, "Should I prepare some painkillers?"
"It doesn't work, I can only grit my teeth and endure it." Ding Fan shook his head.
"Is it really that painful?"
"Instead of guessing, it's better not to think."
Well, Borit lay down again and calculated the time in his mind. Fifteen minutes was just enough time to take a nap. Even if he gritted his teeth, he had to persevere.
Whoosh!
Ding Fan took out five silver needles at the same time, opened his Dharma Eyes, and stabbed five different acupuncture points in an instant! Borit was impressed by Ding Fan's speed at first, and then the severe pain from his body made his face become ferocious.
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"Humph, you are kind-hearted." Leng Ling'er rolled her eyes.
There was no problem with the acupuncture points, but Ding Fan did not avoid the blood vessels and nerves, and the needles were painful and cut into the bones. The reason for doing this was to pave the way for Leng Ling'er to forcefully break the seal, and to allow Borit to adapt to the pain.
Borit was still strong, gritting his teeth and persisting without making a sound, until Ding Fan finished pricking all the silver needles in the box, and the last needle was inserted into the Baihui point. Leng Ling'er ducked and entered with a swish.
ah!
Borit let out a low cry, turned around and vomited. The severe dizziness coming from his head made him unable to distinguish his direction. It was Ding Fan who helped him right upright.
"How long?" Borritt asked with difficulty.
"It's just beginning." Ding Fan said truthfully.
one two three……
Borit started counting, but it was useless, and he would soon become confused. Sure enough, before fifty, Borit's body was already twitching in pain, and the feeling of suffocation made him open his mouth wide, and his bloodshot eyes widened.
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"Am I going to die!" Borit shouted vaguely, foaming at the mouth. Ding Fan did not speak, and his fingers quickly slid over the tip of the needle. The tangible pain coming from the outside made Borit shift his attention.
This was repeated several times, and only seven or eight minutes had passed. Looking at the painful Borit, Ding Fan was also a little anxious.
"Ling'er, can you knock him out?"
There was no response, but it showed that the progress on Leng Ling'er's side was not smooth enough.
"Wind, where are you? I'm going to die!" By the tenth minute, Borit had already developed symptoms of confusion. His struggle was not that severe, but he had to undergo the most severe mental test.
Ding Fan walked around the bed several times with his hands behind his back, looking at his watch from time to time, hoping that time would pass faster.
ah!
With a shrill scream, as if coming from hell, Borit turned over and lowered himself under the bed. Many silver needles penetrated deeper, and little drops of blood came out.
Ding Fan quickly helped Borit to the bed. The effect of the silver needle was already minimal, so he quickly pulled it out.
The bodyguards guarding the door were keenly aware of the situation inside. Someone knocked on the door and asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you need help? Sir?"
The bodyguards could not come in, otherwise all their previous efforts would be wasted. Ding Fan pressed Borit's shoulders and injected a trace of Qi into his body, "Borit, just hold on for a few more minutes. Please keep on going."
"Who are you?" Borit opened his eyes and asked blankly.
"I am, Ling Zifeng!"
"Feng?" Borit tilted his head and looked confused, saying uncertainly: "But the Feng in my impression is not like this. He is more handsome than you."
Pooh!
Now the person who saved your life is Brother Fan, but I have to listen to you praise other men. It feels so painful!
Boom, boom, boom!
The knocking on the door became louder, and the bodyguard was outside eagerly asking about the situation, "Sir, do you need our help?"
"Borit, tell them no need, no need." Ding Fan shook Borit and said.
"Feng, I listen to you." Borit grinned. His voice was only three decibels louder than a mosquito, so it wasn't necessary.
How could the bodyguards hear it? Ding Fan heard the crash outside, and they wanted to force their way in.
No, they can't be let in under any circumstances.
Ding Fan put aside Borit, pushed the sofa over, then raised the table and stacked it diagonally on top, blocking the bathroom door with all his strength.
The strange movement in the room made the bodyguards go crazy. The door was knocked and shook, and there was a sound of the door handle breaking. Even if they didn't knock the door open, the service staff would come.
"Let me go, let me go!" Borit couldn't bear it anymore and started yelling. He jumped off the bed again and ran directly to the door. With amazing arm strength, he lifted the bathroom door and threw it aside.
Fifteen minutes have passed and Leng Ling'er hasn't come out yet, so Ding Fan is a little anxious.
At this moment, Borit was brought inside by an inexplicable force, and he waved his hands desperately and shouted for help.
The door had been opened with a key, but there was something blocking the door. The bodyguards simply used a small electric saw to cut open the door. The noise was very loud and alerted many people.
"Let us in!" The door was removed and the bodyguard roared.
"Mr. President, I don't want to be disturbed." Ding Fan said seriously.
"Unless he tells us himself!"
The chainsaw buzzed and started cutting the table again. Wu Yahuan also rushed over. Seeing this scene, his eyes widened in shock, "Xiaofan, what are you doing?"
"Talk about something personal!"
Ding Fan would not wander around casually. Wu Yahuan guessed that he was seeing a doctor and invited the bodyguards: "I will be responsible for the safety here, and I would like to ask some of you to rest."
"No, we need to see Mr. Borritt right away!"
Of course the bodyguards were unwilling to give in, and the table had been cleared from the middle!
Ding Fan stretched out his arms and said coldly: "No one can go in!"