After a full hour, Song Xiaodong finally finished administering the acupuncture. By then, he was utterly exhausted and had to be helped into an adjacent room to rest by Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan.
In the next room, Ning Chongqing was checking on the elderly gentleman. After a while, he couldn't help shaking his head repeatedly.
"Professor Ning, how is it?" Ding Shanhuan asked anxiously.
Ning Chongqing said, "The old man's heartbeat is strong. I estimate he will wake up soon. Song Shenzhen really lives up to his reputation."
Ding Shanhuan immediately burst with joy, but then felt somewhat depressed. If things were so good, why was Professor Ning still shaking his head and sighing? Little did he know that Ning Chongqing was in awe of Song Xiaodong's formidable ability, while he himself practiced Western Medicine and could not learn anything from watching Song Xiaodong perform acupuncture.
