"It hurts for days and nights on end, making it impossible to sleep or work properly."
Listening to this, Yun Feng nodded slowly, pulled out a few golden needles, and inserted them into the back of Zhang Yuan's head.
From this day forward, as a result of these needles, Zhang Yuan—who had never suffered from migraines before—would experience precisely the symptoms she had just described: whenever it was overcast or rainy, she would endure days and nights of unrelenting agony, unable to sleep from the pain.
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