Half an hour had left Father Zhao and the others in shock for the same amount of time.
When Xiao Qiang finished his acupuncture and put away his silver needles, Wang Yulan woke up. The surprise that washed over her upon realizing that her heart no longer ached surprised her. Instead, it felt stronger, beating energetically. When she saw Xiao Qiang by her bed, her anger surged once again. She ripped out her IV and stood up, yelling, "Leave, get out, I don't want to see you! Zhao, get him out of here now..."
She turned her gaze toward her husband. Seeing him staring at her, she was astonished and then, as if she had discovered something, she no longer gave Xiao Qiang any thought. She sounded amazed, "Am I cured? Am I really cured?"
Father Zhao was both agitated and excited. Despite being married for many years, he couldn't help but rush up and hug Wang Yulan tightly, "You're cured, you're really cured!"
