Jiang Yu hurried back to the hotel and saw Miao Ling waiting for her at the door of her room.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jiang Yu opened the door apologetically and pushed Miao Ling's wheelchair into the room.
"It's okay." Miao Ling smiled. "Actually, I didn't wait too long."
Jiang Yu said, "Still, as a junior, I can't make senior wait for me."
She took out a silver needle from the drawer and rolled up Miao Ling's trouser leg. Then, she quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly pierced the acupuncture points around her knee.
"Professor Miao, how has your knee been feeling recently?" Jiang Yu asked.
Miao Ling said, "It feels very good. Previously, when I stood up, I felt the pain of my bones breaking. After the acupuncture you did for me a few times, I can now stand for a short period of time, and I won't feel any intense pain!"
