"Aunt Zhong, don't worry, the blood clot in his brain hasn't been completely cleared, so it's normal for him to have a headache after waking up. There's no serious problem. I'll give him an acupuncture treatment to relieve it a bit," Lin Tian waved his hand, signaling her not to come over yet.
"If it's nothing serious, then I'll have to trouble Mr. Lin," Zhong Huiyun breathed a sigh of relief and said.
Lin Tian picked up a slightly thicker silver needle, held Zuo Hongyi's head steady to prevent him from moving, and then slowly inserted it into the back of the head, rotating it slowly as the needle penetrated deeper.
As Lin Tian performed the acupuncture, the pained expression on Zuo Hongyi's face disappeared. He took a few deep breaths, fully waking up.
"Where is this? Why am I here, who are you?" Zuo Hongyi looked at Lin Tian in front of him, frowning as he asked, clearly, his memory was still at the moment before he passed out.
