On the sofa.
Hai Binghe lay quietly, her delicate face pale and bloodless, her elegant brows revealing a look of pain.
Her small mouth murmured softly, calling out "Mommy, mommy..."
Each call made Hai Yueqing's delicate body tremble.
Like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart, with twisting pain!
"Xiao He, it's okay, it's okay... Uncle Pengfei will give you a needle and you'll be fine!"
Hai Yueqing gently stroked her daughter's forehead and spoke softly.
Beside them.
Tang Pengfei took out a silver needle, heated it, disinfected it, medicated it... methodically!
Being the disciple of a renowned Traditional Chinese Medicine master like Loon Dewang, his level obviously wasn't low, with a certain degree of skill.
Lin Tian stood aside, watching Tang Pengfei prepare for the acupuncture, then shook his head slightly.
An innate heart meridian deadlock, now at a crucial and critical moment.
Not to mention Tang Pengfei, even if Guu Liangsheng came, it wouldn't be easily solved!
