Qian Yongtong was clearly bewildered by the scene, and it took him quite a while before he dared to look up at Ling Zhenfei. Full of doubt, he asked, "Divine Doctor Ling, why haven't you started with the acupuncture?"
"I did it already. You can get up now. Try to see if your back still hurts," said Ling Zhenfei with a smile, swaying the silver needle in his hand in front of Qian Yongtong.
Ah! It's done? That miraculous?
Qian Yongtong could hardly believe what he was seeing and hurriedly tentatively bent his body a bit.
Indeed, that sharp pain in his lower back, which would flare up with even the slightest movement, was now completely gone!
What is this situation?
It was simply too miraculous!
Qian Yongtong's eyes bulged in astonishment; he carefully stood in place and once again slowly shook his body. Sure enough, the pain did not reappear.
"That's wonderful! Divine Doctor Ling, my illness is cured; you are truly amazing!"
