Thirty-six, Treatment

Having disinfected the silver needles one by one, Luo Shu asked Zhao Aishu to relax her entire body before picking up the needles.

Seeing Luo Shu preparing to insert the needles, Xu Feng asked, "Luo Shu, don't you have to take off the pants for acupuncture?" He had also been to acupuncture before, and each time the doctor had him remove his clothes, saying it was easier to locate the acupuncture points.

"Just lifting them up will do, Aunt Xu's pants are quite loose, and it won't have much impact," Luo Shu said.

"Okay," Xu Feng said no more. His eyes were fixed on Luo Shu, watching how she would insert the needles into his wife.

After Luo Shu pulled up Zhao Aishu's pant leg a bit, her hand holding the silver needles swiftly struck down without any pause, as if performing a magic trick, dizzying Xu Feng with her skill.

By the time Luo Shu stopped, Zhao Aishu's calf was already filled with silver needles.