"Really?" Situ Jingliang's face lit up with joy, but his heart was filled with unspeakable bitterness.
Mu Qingli nodded, "Of course it's true." Having said that, Mu Qingli began to remove the needles.
The severe, unbearable pain also receded with the removal of the Golden Needles, fading away like the tide.
At that moment, Situ Jingliang wished he could keep feeling that pain forever.
After tidying up the acupuncture bag, Situ Jingliang also got dressed and sat up from the bed.
Mu Qingli took out a blue porcelain bottle and placed it on the table, "This pill can eliminate the needle marks on your body. Just take one a day."
Because Situ Jingliang had undergone several acupuncture sessions, and always at the same acupoints, his body was left with quite a few scars.
Situ Jingliang nodded, "Okay."
"Then I'll be heading back first." Mu Qingli slung her backpack over her shoulder.
"Wait a moment." Situ Jingliang called out to Mu Qingli.