My Sweet Physician Wife Calls The Shots

"The other possible outcome is that her memory of the incident may not be completely erased, but the memory of the aftermath will be. Either way, she will wake up from her shock state."

"Then... what should we do if we get the second outcome?" Wu Jingcheng could not help but straighten his back and ask with a worried expression.

"If we get the second outcome, we can only persuade her that she should do her best to move on. As life moves forward, the wounds left in her heart by this tragic incident will one day fade."

Wu Jingcheng glanced at his father, then at his younger sister, Wu Jingmin. Seeing the two of them nod, he then turned to Nuannuan and said, "Alright, then I'll have to trouble Miss Nangong with this. I have to give Pingting's mother a call to inform her about the situation now."

Nangong Nuannuan nodded. "Please do."

Wu Jingcheng stood up and excused himself to make a phone call. When he returned, he looked gratefully at Nangong Nuannuan and said, "Miss Nangong, my wife can't make it due to work commitments. She asked me to thank you on her behalf. We'll remember your great kindness for the rest of our lives."

"You're too kind. Elder Wu and I are fated. I'm very happy to be able to help Wu Pingting."

Nuannuan then asked the Wu family members to discuss how they would respond to Wu Pingting's possible reactions when she woke up.

After deciding on a foolproof plan, Nuannuan prepared for Wu Pingting's acupuncture treatment.

Initially, the Wu family members thought that Nuannuan would keep her acupuncture techniques a secret. Who could have guessed that when Wu Jingmin asked if they could watch the treatment, Nangong Nuannuan would tell everyone that they were welcome to watch if they wanted to?

All the Wu family members were eager to spectate.

Wu Zongyang carried his sister to the bed and laid her down. The Wu family members stood around the bed. With their full attention, they watched as Nuannuan pulled out a long and thin silver needle from her bracelet and pierced it into Wu Pingting's head, straight into her brain. Wu Zongxu was concerned and opened his mouth to speak, but he was stopped by Wu Zongyang. Wu Zongxu's mouth was covered with his hand.

"It's not sterilized!" Wu Zongxu pulled Wu Zongyang's hand off his mouth and said in a depressed and disdainful tone.

"Since she knows acupuncture, she wouldn't have forgotten such a necessity. Don't talk! Don't disturb Miss Nangong."

The two whispered in each other's ears so as to not disturb Nangong Nuannuan's treatment. They both received a warning look from the old man.

After that, Wu Zongyang and Wu Zongxu both kept quiet.

When the long and soft silver needle was pulled out of her bracelet, the tip shook. It was clear how soft it was. However, in Nangong Nuannuan's hands, this soft silver needle, which could not remain straight even when held up in the air, seemed to be strong. It was slow, but it was also strong enough to pierce through Wu Pingting's skin, through her skull, and directly into her brain.

The chaotic neurons in her brain were blocked by the silver needle. With the stimulation of the silver needle, the neurons began to make new connections and break old ones.

Another silver needle was pierced into her brain from a different point. Both ends of that region of the brain were then sealed off. A third silver needle was then inserted, directly piercing into the information in the middle of the chaotic neurons. This needle was the most crucial for completing the treatment. With one stab, the overactive information centers in the middle of the neurons seemed to start to shake, before they shattered into pieces.

With the needles still in her head, Nangong Nuannuan asked Wu Zongyang and Wu Zongxu to help Wu Pingting up. Once they helped her up, before everyone could ask Nuannuan what she wanted to do, she pierced another silver needle into the meridians next to the major arteries in Pingting's neck.