Why not worship her as a Master

The Old Madam sunk into her memories. Because of the acupuncture, she gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep. When she opened her eyes again, she saw that Feng Jiu had already put the needles away.

"Is it done?" She asked, her ageing voice sounded a little hoarse.

Feng Jiu poured her a glass of water. "Please drink a cup of water! Your throat will be more comfortable." She handed the water to her. "We're done with today's treatment. I'll be back twice more, tomorrow and the day after. I'll prepare some medicine for you to take later. After some time, all your old afflictions will be resolved."

The Old Madam nodded. "Thank you very much."

"This is what I should do." Feng Jiu smiled and stood up. "I don't know what else I can do for you."

"You don't owe us anything. You've done more than enough for us." The Old Madam patted Feng Jiu's hand. "It's so late already. Go back and take a rest."