Tao Qingxiang, puzzled, asked, "Is there really a direct link between getting agitated and paralysis?"
Chu Tang inserted a second acupuncture needle into the vein in Tao's leg, "You'll find out eventually."
Tao Qingxiang, "…"
Half an hour later, Chu Tang finished the acupuncture session.
Tao Qingxiang, looking at his leg now resembling a porcupine from all the needles and feeling a slight pain, grew increasingly grateful to Chu Tang, "Divine Doctor, I had some of the city's specialty dishes brought here for you to try, would you like some?"
With a wave of his hand, a maid brought in trays of exquisite pastries, placed them on the table, and then respectfully exited.
Chu Tang washed his hands and without any reservation, picked up a piece of Ruyi cake to eat. He still had to stay to remove the needles from Tao Qingxiang, so might as well eat to pass the time.
Seeing Chu Tang enjoy the food, Tao Qingxiang asked with a smile, "Is it good?"
