Mr. Lance observed the silver needles in Bai Lian's hands.
In the past two years, Mr. Lance had also been studying the meridians of the human body in Chinese medicine, exploring how acupuncture could change pathology.
He had tried the acupuncture of a sitting doctor in Xuan Kang Clinic, and even though it was Dr. Hen, there were slight differences from Bai Lian's methods, but later Bai Lian went to Jiang University, so there were fewer opportunities to observe.
Now seeing Bai Lian take out the silver needles, Mr. Lance knew he had come at the right time.
"Downstairs," Mao Kun spoke in place of Mr. Lance, holding car keys in his hand, looking towards Jiang Xijue, "The machine Mr. Lance brought is downstairs; sorry for the inconvenience."
Mao Kun raised his gaze, his eyes piercing through his blonde hair, showing a degree of seriousness.
He did not appear as carefree as he had several days before.
His demeanor had visibly changed.
