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The old man and his wife exchanged glances.

"Luo Shu, then please treat me," the old lady said with a smile. She had long since made peace with life and death, the only thing she couldn't let go of was her husband. If Luo Shu could really cure her, she would be able to spend a few more years with him.

"Yes, please treat her!" the old man nodded in agreement. He had a good impression of Luo Shu and Lu Hanmo, especially Hanmo, who had an air of uprightness about him. Moreover, he had already decided, if his partner lived, he would live, and if she died, he would follow her. It was just a matter of time.

"Alright!" Luo Shu nodded. She took a silver needle and a disinfectant cotton ball out of her pocket and handed them to Lu Hanmo to disinfect the needle.

"Auntie, I'll massage your acupoints first," Luo Shu said to the old lady.