After Jiang Yu finished performing acupuncture on Miao Ling, she put away the silver needles and said, "Professor Miao, give me your address. In that case, I'll go to your house directly next week to perform acupuncture on you."
Miao Ling already felt that it was inappropriate to trouble Jiang Yu. Now that she heard Jiang Yu say that she had to go to her house to perform acupuncture on her, she felt even more apologetic. She said, "There's no need to go through so much trouble. Just wait for me to come to you for acupuncture every week."
Jiang Yu didn't insist and said, "Okay."
Miao Ling knew that the illness in her leg had been an old problem for many years. Jiang Yu had only performed acupuncture on her once today, but she didn't know what was driving her to stand up in the wheelchair.
Jiang Yu saw through Miao Ling's thoughts. She reached out to hold Miao Ling's arm and said, "Professor Miao, I can help you stand up."
