Chapter 688 Unfulfilled Wishes

Since Ferguson Ford had personally made the request, there was no need for Tyr Summers to pry any further. “Very well. Lie down. I will perform acupuncture on you!” With that said, Tyr whipped out his Bian Que Needles and proceeded to disinfect them. “Have you thought this through, Mr. Ford? Once the cortisone needle is applied, you will have one or two days left to live. You’ll be in great pain before you depart.” “Just do it, Mr. Summers. I’m humbly asking you for a favor.” Ferguson’s deeply sunken eyes were filled with determination while the corners of his lips were lifted in a slight arc. “Alright!” Since Ferguson had made up his mind, Tyr needed not to say more about matters within his capabilities. Tyr began to use that set of Bian Que needles to apply the cortisone needle on Ferguson. Cortisone needles were not considered a profound technique. Many traditional Chinese medicine practitioners could administer them after locating the correct acupoints. However, the metho