"Alright, I'm about to perform the acupuncture; everyone, please leave the room. Dongxu, you stay, and if Professor Tang is interested, he can stay and watch," Yang Yinhou said.
"Thank you, senior. I couldn't ask for more," Tang Yiyuan quickly responded, bowing.
Yang Yinhou smiled and nodded at Tang Yiyuan, while Wu Yili and the others left the room.
Once outside, seeing Wu Yili's sorrowful expression, Tang Yahui sighed softly, hugged her shoulders, and whispered, "Don't be sad, Yili. My dad and I know a hermit, a real master. Even my dad consults him about medicine. I'll call him right now to see if he can help. If he agrees, I'm sure there's hope for your grandma."