Xiao Xian picked up the acupuncture needle and examined the one as thin as a strand of hair. She had used a sewing needle to stitch buttons before, but the acupuncture needle in her hand was different; it was finer and longer.
Among the three people present, Pharmacist Huang was the one who trusted Xiao Xian the most. In his eyes, Xiao Xian was also an expert in traditional Chinese medicine.
But understanding medicine and acupuncture were two different things.
"Master Huang, where did you insert the needle just now?" Xiao Xian asked for assistance.
Yu Gang, upon hearing this, dared not let Xiao Xian perform acupuncture when she didn't even know the specific acupoints. Having overheard the conversation between Mei Nian and Xiao Xian, he roughly guessed that Xiao Xian was a cultivator. Since a cultivator's appearance does not necessarily correlate with their cultivation, Yu Gang still had some confidence in Xiao Xian.
