Yang Huai had a habit of videotaping the treatment at the same time. This wasn't to admire the "patients'" pained expressions, but purely for the sake of his own electrocution treatment. Every time he treated them, he would adjust the power of the treatment apparatus based on the cultivators of different realms, and he would make repeated adjustments through the video.
Generally speaking, when the treatment apparatus was turned on, it would make people feel pain, but wouldn't knock them out or electrocute them to death, which was the most ideal effect.
Yang Huai knew that when the treatment room had just opened, his ancestor had accidentally electrocuted several people to death because he hadn't controlled the power of the apparatus well, causing the treatment room to fall into a storm for a while.
But every time this happened, it would eventually be suppressed by the families of the other patients in the treatment room.
In the minds of those families, their children were already beyond saving, so this treatment was the only way for them. As a therapist who corrected abnormal behavior, Yang Huai's ancestor was once supported by these families and became an emperor-like figure in the entire treatment room.
Every day, people came to give him gifts, and he enjoyed the applause and worship of others every day. Even if someone came to cause trouble, they would be strangled in the cradle by his "people." Other than treatment, the Yang family never had to worry about anything else.
"This is a precious video. Mr. Long Ming, after watching it, I hope you won't leak it." Yang Huai took out a CD and smiled at Long Ming.
Although this Doctor Yang's strength was far inferior to his, Long Ming still couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart when the devil-like lips curled up.
At the same time, Long Ming noticed that Yang Huai's discs were all specially made. They were made of a material that was impervious to water and fire, and even had some dustproof properties. The surface of each disc was very smooth.
When Yang Huai pushed the disc into the player, he let out a long sigh. "It's a pity there wasn't such convenient technology back then, otherwise my ancestor's information wouldn't have been burned."
Long Ming was silent, just staring at the image in the video.
Soon, the disc was read.
A young man in a white short-sleeved shirt appeared in the video.
If Yang Huai hadn't said it himself, Long Ming would have found it hard to believe that this was actually a deputy sect leader at the Soul Formation stage …
At that moment, the young man's limbs were being restrained by five strong men. Four of them were holding his hands and feet, and one of them was gagging him with a ball to prevent him from biting his tongue during the treatment.
Even though his wrists and ankles were shackled …
"In any case, he's a Soul Formation powerhouse, so I specially gave him preferential treatment. In addition to restraining his movements with handcuffs and leg irons, I also sent someone else to suppress him," Yang Huai explained as he admired his work.
In the video, the treatment device used by the deputy sect master was the one in front of Long Ming.
It didn't look very impressive, but it contained a terrifying power.
"Am I wrong?" In the video, Yang Huai spoke slowly, his voice as cold as an ice cave. In the silent treatment room, apart from the sounds of the deputy sect leader's handcuffs and shackles as he struggled, there was only his voice, and … the faint electromagnetic sound of the miniature stun gun on the treatment device.
"Open his mouth and let him speak." Yang Huai ordered the burly man who had covered the deputy sect leader's mouth.
The treatment did not last long, only 10 to 30 seconds, but it was enough to make the Deputy Sect Master sweat profusely. His face was pale, like a zombie that had just woken up from its coffin.
"He … asked you to send me in …" Clearly, the deputy sect master had no idea what had happened before, but after he woke up, he could roughly guess the current situation.
"Wrong answer."
Before he could finish asking, Yang Huai had already turned on the treatment device again, talking to himself.
An electric current ran straight through his brain from his temples, down his brain stem, and down his spine to his whole body …
A few wisps of white smoke rose from where he had been electrocuted …
"This is …" Long Ming could smell the smell of barbecued meat through the screen.
"This is the latest recording technology, even the smell can be restored," Yang Huai replied.
Long Ming: "…"
Here, all questions had to be answered accurately, and the answers had to be precise, or else he would have to face the next treatment.
In the video, Yang Huai spoke again. "Mr Deputy Sect Master, it's better for you to admit your mistake quickly. Of course, you can also choose to continue receiving treatment. After the first treatment session, you have a week to recover. "
Yang Huai's hands paused, and he moved the stun gun away so that the young man would be absolutely conscious when he explained the situation, so that he could hear every word clearly.
Yang Huai: "The first treatment session must last for 30 days. For the first ten days, you'll be electrocuted for 3,600 seconds a day. After you get used to it, the duration will increase from 3,600 seconds to 7,200 seconds. "
The deputy sect master was silent for a moment, then spoke again. "Are you treating him or extorting a confession, confession, confession, confession …"
But before he could finish speaking, the sound of electric current was heard again.
"Was I wrong?"
"Five kernel mooncakes are really delicious!!"
Buzz buzz buzz …
"Do you still dare to bicker with Mr Authentic in the future?"
"I'm the deputy sect master, he has no right to do this to me! He'll suffer divine retribution and the board's verdict!! "
Buzz buzz buzz …
"You actually like five kernel mooncakes, you're really a cult! You're as unreasonable as those who eat savory tofu pudding, pancakes, and youtiao! "
Buzz buzz buzz …
"You devil! You'll suffer divine retribution sooner or later! "
"You actually dare to struggle? I'll let you struggle … I'll let you struggle … "
Buzz buzz buzz buzz …
Long Ming: "…"
After who knew how many times, the deputy sect master finally fainted from the endless electric shocks. By then, Long Ming had already smelled something similar to steak.
The strong men let go of him one by one.
Because the deputy sect master had already fainted …
"Doctor Yang, aren't we going a little too far? Actually, I think five kernel mooncakes are fine … "
"You heretic, do you want to be treated too?"
"…"
"But Doctor Yang, this deputy sect master seems to be cooked …"
Yang Huai bent down and sniffed, then stuck out his tongue to lick the young man's cheek. "Mm, about medium rare."
Everyone: "…"
Yang Huai: "Give him a sobriety injection and continue the treatment. We've been treating too many patients recently, and we've seriously overspent our food expenses. Mm … to save costs … if this deputy sect master's treatment continues to fail and he's cooked … he'll be our food. "
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