"Lin Tian, if her waist is gone, how can that be a good thing?" Xiao Manxuan looked at Lin Tian with curiosity, genuinely unable to think of any reason why it would be.
"Please wait a moment, I need to take out the silver needles." Regardless of what they were thinking, Lin Tian finished the final acupuncture session and removed all the needles. After disinfecting them, he packed them neatly into the cloth pouch.
He was unhurried and systematic, which made the little girl impatient again. She jumped up and, with worry, pulled Lin Tian to her and whispered, "You're not in trouble, are you, bad guy? Look, Sister Song isn't getting up; did something go wrong?"
