Before long, Wang Xiaowan hurried back with a set of acupuncture needles.
The former county party secretary's son, seeing this, quickly stood up.
"Doctor, let me help you!"
He spoke anxiously, but what met him was only a sharp scolding.
Under this rebuke, he reluctantly murmured agreement and sat back down on the long bench.
Wang Xiaowan, panting heavily, pushed open the door of the ward and, puffing and panting, handed the set of needles to Chu Dazhuang.
"These are the best needles our hospital has."
As she handed them to Chu Dazhuang, Wang Xiaowan didn't forget to add that.
Chu Dazhuang, hearing Wang Xiaowan's words, nodded slightly; from the start of the treatment until now, Chu Dazhuang had not spoken a word, just quietly beginning his observation.
During the time Wang Xiaowan had gone to fetch the needles, Chu Dazhuang had already activated the Pupil Skill and started to directly observe the patient's meridian channels.
