When Gao Qing heard this, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while. He seemed to have recalled something painful and replied softly, "I understand. Thank you for your concern, Ms. Mo."
Seeing how dejected he was, Mo Zhu did not want to say anything else that would hurt the old man. She quietly tidied up the acupuncture bag and instructed seriously, "Although the poison can be cured, it might take a long time for your injured organs to recover. You're old now, you have to be careful in the future. If this poison is used again or twice, even if Old Guo gives you another antidote pill, it won't be of any use!"
Ever since Mo Zhu finished performing acupuncture treatment for Gao Qing, he felt much more relaxed. In addition, the girl had learned her skills from Brother Guo and was proficient in acupuncture treatment. He had gained a high level of trust in Mo Zhu now.
