Fang Yu was dumbfounded.
He completely didn't understand what Ding Hui was trying to do with this operation.
This huge handful of medicinal materials, directly stuffed into the tumor's body, didn't look like curing it at all?
No! In fact, it looked like abuse.
The tumor was only about palm-sized, and this messy pile of medicinal materials seemed like it was going to make the tumor burst.
Just as Fang Yu was at a loss, hesitating whether to pull out the medicinal materials inserted in the tumor, he suddenly noticed something, and his expression froze.
The medicinal materials that were just messily inserted into the tumor, like a pile of crisscrossed timber stuck in mud, were now starting to be drawn into the tumor's body with its frantic heaving and contracting.
Like steel rods slowly sinking into a swamp, in no time, the medicinal materials that almost burst the tumor were completely absorbed into its body.
"This is... absorbed?"
Fang Yu was stunned.
He was in disbelief.
