Huo Yao, Who Is Your Master?
編輯: Henyee Translations
Wang had a complicated expression on his face. She was hardly an adult, yet she was capable of such mind-blowing acupuncture skills. He genuinely felt ashamed in comparison.
No wonder she made no effort to hide the treatment process from him. There was nothing for her to worry about since it was impossible for him to learn it easily.
After letting the gold thread run its course through the arteries near Li Fang's heart, Huo Yao finished the acupuncture before long. The removal step was no easy feat and was much harder than the application process.
Huo Yao removed the last needle ten minutes later. "All done."
Her face was a little pale. Sweat was trickling down the corners of her forehead down to her collar. She disinfected the needles before pulling up a chair and sitting down.
Li Fang was also very sweaty. When the gold needles were applied to his body, the intense pain from the needles nearly made him cave in and lose it.