Chapter 25
“……Who on earth are you?”
Demian thought he was just a drug seller. Or a quack doctor with a foul mouth. He simply assumed he was someone that promoter Kusman sent over for the sake of appearance.
Unable to supply painkillers. Trying to manage the situation as his dissatisfaction grew. He thought he was just someone sent to give off the impression of ‘See, I am taking care of you and showing our sincerity’.
‘I was thinking of showing him what real pain was if whatever this moxibustion thing is, had no effect.’
By breaking both of his arms.
That was his firm resolution.
However, after receiving the moxibustion?
Something shocking occurred.
The pain disappeared. The constant torment in his larynx truly vanished. This was the first time he felt so refreshed and clear.