The patient couldn't help but exclaim, "It's getting kinda hot!"
Cosmo glanced at Matthew, seemingly at a loss for what to do next.
Matthew was speechless. It seemed that this kid, despite his young age, lacked flexibility when it came to remembering to mention important details.
"Back up a bit if it's too hot," he spoke.
The patient understood Matthew and slowly adjusted his position.
Jenny's eyes widened as she observed from the sidelines. She was unsure if this unconventional approach would treat facial neuritis, but she was certainly curious.
Liam scoffed. "This won't work at all without proper medication. Plus, there's a risk of burning the skin if this isn't done properly."
Meanwhile, the patient was sweating profusely from the intense steam, but he felt some relief as the muscles in his face seemed to loosen up slightly. Though uncomfortable, he gritted his teeth and endured the treatment.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew into the room, sending a piece of paper swirling off the table and onto the floor. Upon seeing this, Matthew quickly got up and walked to the door, closing it shut.
The patient's pores were open at this moment, and they couldn't afford to expose him to the wind, as it could cause him to suffer from facial neuritis once again.
If that happened, the difficulty of treating him would multiply a hundredfold.
Half an hour passed, and the pot of water was nearly boiled dry. Cosmo released the boil button he had been holding down for so long.
"Alright, wipe your face," he said, handing over a tissue.
Jenny watched the patient's face anxiously. She knew Cosmo couldn't possibly cure facial neuritis, but she still clung to a glimmer of hope. She was hoping for a miracle to happen.
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