Huo Tingrui was a very intelligent man. When he heard what his little sister suddenly said, he instantly caught it. He scratched his head without making another sound.
Every now and then when his little sister got serious, she could be pretty intimidating.
Huo Yao removed the last needle 30 minutes later. As she sterilized her needles, she asked him. "Brother Tingrui, when are you going back?"
"I will go after I wrap up the case… probably in a few days." Huo Tingrui sat down and moved his arm and shoulder. He found that everything felt alright. Then, he took his clothes from the side and put them on.
Huo Yao nodded. "Okay. I will give you treatment on the day you go back."
Huo Tingrui was buttoning his shirt when his hand trembled. He looked at Huo Yao and asked in shock. "Again?"
"Uh huh." Huo Yao placed the sheepskin roll into the box and closed it shut.
