The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Yang Huai has a habit of videotaping while undergoing treatment. This is not to appreciate the painful expressions of the "patients", but Yang Huai's own efforts purely for his own electrocution treatment. , He has to repeatedly repair the power of the healing instrument for practitioners of different realms through video.

Generally speaking, when the therapeutic device is turned on, it can make people feel pain, but it will not stun or electrocute the person, the effect is the most ideal.

Yang Huai knew that when the consultation room was just opened, because the ancestor did not control the power of the treatment device, several people were accidentally electrocuted to death, causing the consultation room to be caught in a storm for a while.

But every time this happens, it will be suppressed by the family members of the rest of the patients in the consultation room.

In the perception of those family members, their child is hopeless, so this kind of treatment is the only way for them. As a therapist who corrects abnormal behaviors, Yang Huai's ancestors were once supported by these family members and became emperor-like figures in the entire clinic.

People come to give gifts every day, and enjoy the applause and worship of others every day. Even if someone comes to make trouble, he will be strangled in the cradle by his "people". Except for treatment, the Yang family never has to worry about anything.

"This is precious video material. After Mr. Long Ming has watched it, I hope it will not be circulated." Yang Huai took out a CD and smiled at Long Ming.

Although this Doctor Yang's strength was far inferior to his own, Long Ming couldn't help but feel a tremor welling up in his heart when the corners of his devilish lips curled up.

At the same time, Long Ming noticed that Yang Huai's discs were all specially made. The material of these discs was not afraid of water and fire, and even had some dustproof effect. The surface of each disc is very smooth.

When Yang Huai pushed the disc into the player, he let out a long sigh: "It's a pity that there was no such convenient technology back then, otherwise my ancestors' materials would not have been burned."

Long Ming remained silent, just staring at the picture in the video.

Soon, the disc is read.

A young man in white short-sleeved clothes appeared in the video.

If Yang Huai hadn't explained it himself, Long Ming would have found it hard to believe that this would be a deputy sect of the transformation stage...

At this moment, the young man was controlled by five strong men, four of them held down his hands and feet, and one blocked his mouth with a mouth ball to prevent the young man from biting his tongue during the treatment.

Although his wrists and ankles are shackled...

"Anyway, he is also a strong man in the transformation stage. I specially gave him preferential treatment. In addition to handcuffs and fetters to restrict his movements, he was also sent to suppress him manually." Yang Huai explained while admiring his work.

In the video, the healing instrument used by the deputy sect is the one in front of Long Ming.

It looks a bit ugly, but it contains terrifying power.

"Is it wrong?" Yang Huai in the video said slowly, his voice was as cold as an ice cave. In the silent treatment room at this moment, except for the collision sound of the vice-zong's handcuffs and fetters when he was struggling, his voice was the only one, and ...the slight electromagnetic sound from the miniature electric gun head on the therapeutic device.

"Let go of his mouth and let him speak." Yang Huai ordered the big man who blocked the vice-zong's mouth.

The time for a treatment is not long, only 10-30 seconds, but it has already made the deputy sect drenched in sweat, his face pale, like a zombie that just woke up from a coffin.

"It was he... who asked you to send me in..." Obviously, the deputy sect didn't know what happened before, but after he woke up, he had roughly guessed the current situation.

"wrong answer."

Before he finished asking, Yang Huai had already reopened the healing device talking to himself.

An electric current directly penetrates the brain from the temple, spreads down the brain stem, and reaches the whole body along the spine...

A few wisps of white smoke came out along the part that was shocked...

"This is..." Looking through the screen, Long Ming could smell the smell of barbecue.

"This is the latest recording technology, even the taste can be restored." Yang Huai replied.

Long Ming: "..."

Here, all questions must be answered accurately, and what is asked must be answered, and the answer must be accurate, otherwise the next treatment will be faced.

In the video, Yang Huai said again: "Mr. Vice Zong, it's better to admit your mistakes quickly. Of course, you can also choose to continue receiving treatment. After the first course of treatment is over, you have a week to recover."

The movements of Yang Huai's hands paused, and he moved the stun gun away, so that when he explained the situation, the young man would have an absolutely clear consciousness, so that he could hear every word he said clearly.

Yang Huai: "The first course of treatment must last for 30 days. For the first ten days, the electric shock time is 3600 seconds per day. After the adaptation is over, the time will increase from 3600 seconds to 7200 seconds."

The deputy sect was silent, and then spoke again: "Are you treating, or are you forcing a confession, confession..."

However, before the words fell, the sound of electric current came again: Zizizi...

"is it wrong?"

“The five-nut mooncake is really delicious!!”

Zizizi...

"Do you still dare to kiss Mr. Zhengzong in the future?"

"I'm the deputy sect, he has no right to do this to me! Doing so will be punished by God and the board of directors!!"

Zizizi...

"You actually like five-nut mooncakes, you are a cult! It's as unreasonable as those who eat salty tofu nao, pancakes, fruit and fried sticks!"

Zizizi...

"You devil! Sooner or later you will be punished by God!"

"You still dare to struggle? I let you struggle...I let you struggle..."

Zizizizizizizizizizizi...

Long Ming: "..."

After countless back and forth, the vice-zong finally fainted from the infinite electric shocks. At this time, Long Ming already smelled an aroma similar to steak.

Several strong men let go of their hands one after another.

Because, the deputy sect has fainted...

"Doctor Yang, isn't it a little too much for us to do this? Actually, I think the moon cake with five kernels is also okay..."

"You heretic, do you also want to be treated?"

"..."

"But Dr. Yang, Mr. Vice Zong seems to be familiar..."

Yang Huai bent down and sniffed it, then stuck out his tongue and licked the young man's cheek: "Well, it looks about half-familiar."

Everyone: "..."

Yang Huai: "Give him a sober injection and continue to receive treatment. Recently, too many patients have been admitted in our clinic, and the food expenses have been seriously overrun. Well...in order to save costs...if the deputy sect's treatment continues to fail, he will be taken The electricity is cooked...he is the food ration."

"..."