Time passed minute by minute. Half an hour later, Mo Zhu inserted the last needle into Lu Zheng's acupuncture points. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead and rubbed her sore calves. She said in a low voice, "These silver needles have already opened and connected the circulating acupuncture points in your entire body. Maintain this posture and don't move. I'll remove the needles for you in half an hour."
After saying this, Mo Zhu propped herself up and stood up. She moved her numb body a little, and her face was a little pale.
Noticing that Mo Zhu did not look too good and recalling the beads of sweat on her forehead when he was observing the girl perform the acupuncture just now, Lu Zheng pursed his lips calmly and took the initiative to ask her worriedly, "Ms. Mo, you don't look too good. Are you alright?"
