"Should I give you a few needles too?" Bai Ruozhu teased Rongrong with a mischievous smile.
Terrified, Rongrong quickly hid behind her mother and shook her head vigorously, saying, "No, no, I don't want to be needled."
Lin Ping'er playfully swatted Bai Ruozhu and laughed, "You're teasing children now, even though you're a mother yourself. You're still as mischievous."
Bai Ruozhu giggled and began to wipe clean and put away the silver needles one by one.
Feeling curious, Lin Ping'er watched for a long time. She seemed to feel a bit lighter, as if the treatment really worked.
That night, the family was relieved to hear that Bai Ruozhu had treated Lin Ping'er with acupuncture and that Lin Ping'er no longer needed to stay in bed all the time. All she had to do was pay attention to recovery.
With a beaming smile, Bai Yihong said to Bai Ruozhu, somewhat sentimentally, "Our Ruozhu is becoming more and more capable. We won't have to worry about illness in the family from now on."
