He arrived in the old man's room.
The old man had already taken off his jacket and was lying on the bed, prepared to receive treatment.
Seeing Chen Yang walk into the room, the expression on the elderly man's face became somewhat excited.
"Divine Doctor, you've arrived."
Chen Yang smiled and nodded, then leaned closer, asking with concern, "Old man, how have you been feeling recently? Is your health better?"
"It's more than just better; I feel not only free from illness but even sturdier than the average elderly man," the old man said excitedly.
Ever since he began receiving treatment from Chen Yang, his health had continually improved.
Now, he not only looked free from illness but appeared more vibrant than the average elderly man.
"That's great. After this final treatment, I believe your health will improve even more." Chen Yang smiled, then took the prepared silver needles out of his pocket.
