Several days had passed since Li Gen's incident, and Wang Daniu came back to the ward to conduct a follow-up check on Wang Xia.
Li Gen's misdeeds needed to be communicated to Wang Xia.
By now, her health was about eighty to ninety percent restored, and some things she had to be made aware of.
"Li Xia, after one more session of acupuncture, you should be able to leave the hospital," he said.
Wang Xia was overjoyed: "I really can't thank you enough, all this is thanks to you."
"It's what I'm supposed to do."
As Wang Daniu took out the silver needles and began the acupuncture, he casually struck up a conversation.
"About the trouble caused by your husband, Li Gen, you must have heard about it by now, even if I haven't mentioned it."
Wang Xia's body trembled violently, and she became so emotionally agitated that she started convulsing: "Divine Doctor, we have wronged you."
