"Oh right, I forgot to tell you. This disease requires daily acupuncture for a month."
Old Master Jiang's expression darkened. "How do I know if your method is effective?" If it was useless, wouldn't he have suffered such pain in vain?
Song Jiaren said candidly, "Don't you know whether it's useful or not? You can just compare your previous state to your current state."
Old Master Jiang finally realized his change. That's right. It had been difficult for him to even open his eyes just now. Now, he felt full of energy. He sat up and clenched his fists tightly. He even felt that he was in a better state than before he fell ill.
He laughed and said, "As long as you can treat me, I can give you anything you want. Stay by my side as a family doctor in the future."
Song Jiaren sneered in a place that he couldn't see. When she went out of the door, she bumped into Mr. Jiang, who was standing at the door.
